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Author: Meio
Fiction Rated: M - English - Spiritual - Reviews: 1 - Published: 05-10-07 - Updated: 05-10-07 - Complete - id:2359806

If god was to make the universe to be as it is, and it is cruel, corrupt, tainted and covered in diseases; what does this say about your god? Is he a creature bound by mortal means, weak harmless, and utterly subverted to the Devil? Or a creature that is so egotistical and disassociated from reality that he may torture those things, human beings, which possess less power than he?

If these matters either of these supposed matters are true, god is a monster.

He is the binding, the hated, and the spirit of all those who have power and choose to step on those who do not. The god seen here does not avenge, he hides behind his inability, and the god here is a baseless fool whom is worth less than this bit of paper. This god that you speak of is something which I claim to hate with every fiber of my being, though I know myself that I am far from perfect, at least I when I have the power to do good, I do so.

If I was god, I would smile at my children, and with every gasp of the universe’s power I would do every bit of good I had the means to endow, because that is the God that I see. He is the hidden child, and the mother of all creatures.

My God is the chaotic pulse in the human heart, the careful strokes of a painters brush to create the images of the heavens, a tear upon a married woman’s face.

The Avenger, The Giver, Protector, and Lover of all beings, who within their capability do what they think is right. The people who fight for those whom they despise, who take back every bit of vengeance for those injuries did to them, the sweet woman who feeds a starving child and forgets herself. A dancing fool who cannot stop laughing as their feet fall from under them and the ground meets their face, my God is the one who embraces them!

He is the one who forces us to stand on our own, and gives strength not from a miracle, but from the grace of the beating human heart. The one who draws us close in our weakest moments, and caresses the tears from our face, he loves every child of his own.

So then explain this to me great knower, great Christian, why does your god stand by the side, and turn his children away?


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