AN OPEN LETTER TO GOD
I'm sorry if I'm interrupting you, and I know you're a busy guy, but I really didn't know who could answer my question, and I'm not really a "man of faith"; the last time I went to the synagogue I spent all my time trying to hook up with Mrs. Cohen daughter, but now I really need someone to talk with.
First of all, I'm going to start with a classic: why are we here? No, really: why are we here? I mean, are we pieces of a chess game? Maybe you were boring or something, or maybe you wanted talk with somebody, but that leads me to my second question.
In the Bible, you used to be such a participant deity, but now you're seem to be, well…nowhere! You seem so absent that it really doesn't surprise me that Nietzsche thought you were dead (or at least, ill). I guess is just like a little boy who got some really cool toy for Christmas or Chanukah, and then after two days, he bores and throws it away: maybe we were those toys, and you used to play with us everyday and every night, but now we are just in a corner of your old childhood room.
Third: I'm going to say it in the words of a great group of modern philosophers: I want to know what love is …Is it real? Is it just some biological impulse? It really triumphs above all?
Fourth: Which is the real faith? Should I follow a religion or just make my own conclusions? Seriously, it's like enter to a restaurant you've never been before: you know all the dishes, and if you ask for the steak you probably know what you're going to receive and taste, but then you think: And what about the chicken? Maybe is better, maybe I should try it…
And finally, all what I wrote so far are small potatoes, and here's my real question I think only you may answer: Seriously, what's the deal with all the Yaoi/Yuri stuff? Not that there's anything wrong with all that GLEE stuff (Gays, Lesbian and Everything Else) but really? What the hell is that?
Anyway, thanks for your time, I really appreciate it, and I know there are millions of millions of questions before my stupid little letter, but I really didn't know who else could answer all my doubts and tribulations (well…that and the fact the Devil didn't want me to know his address)
See ya up there soon (I hope…and please, not too soon….)