Preface: This is something that I wrote a few years ago. I was on a plane for Seattle to visit my friends Michi and Amanda. It was just an idea that I thought about and I think it's kind of interesting now because some of it is part of my personal philosophy, now. I'm even working on a play that works through some of these themes. Don't worry, this isn't attacking anybody or trying to put down a religion. It's just a conversation. A thought. I kept it as I wrote it those few years ago, besides a few grammatical changes, so you can get an idea of where I was in my thinking. This writing was also done quickly so if it doesn't seem fleshed out or fully explained, it isn't. That being said, please read and enjoy.
Fuck God: A Conversation
Why can't we just believe in ourselves? We're always looking for an out. For meaning beyond because we can't find meaning in ourselves. Or, if we look for meaning in our own existence then the best we come up with is to be happy. That's it. So, it becomes an independent game where my happiness matters so I can screw over whoever is in my path. "It's about my happiness! I wasn't happy so I left here with the kids." Then we forget the responsibilities. We don't need God to be moral people but we need to remember to be moral because there are people. It's not just about my happiness but others' as well.
We're not talking Utilitarian ideas of "greater good" but just that sometimes others need to be considered. Sometimes there are responsibilities. God is only hindering because the laws are too strict. You can't move. Also, you begin to feel guilty for being happy, like suffering is part of the plan. That's bogus. We make our own suffering. Pain will always come in our lives but we make ourselves suffer. We mull over the details and forget we aren't the only person in the Universe with issues. God makes us suffer, or rather the idea of him that we made up because we wanted people to suffer. Because we got too rampant and too frugal. We needed to suffer to come down a notch. The Romans we're too free, they must suffer. Or, we found hardship so we made ourselves the "chosen" by God and the hardship came along with the prestige. We only suffer because maybe someone will say, "Poor baby." I think it's an instinct, or perhaps a social product but I can't tell. If it's a product of our society then it started long before I existed.
I say "Fuck God" because what we've designed him to be is something that holds us back. He makes us look to the beyond so much that we forget the present. He makes us feel like someone else has control so we don't need to steer. We need to steer. Maybe I should say "Forget God" but that didn't seem as powerful, as eye catching as the word "fuck" does. We put so much meaning in such a small word just like we give so much meaning to what doesn't exist, at least not the way we've molded him. Maybe there's some sort of higher power but it would just be a being with power, not almighty and not perfect.
It's not about personal pleasure, though we should have some and enjoy it. It's about making things better for everyone. It's about getting rid of the prejudice that comes with organization. It's about taking the individual as just that, with no other outside perceptions or ideas. Just, "Hello, what's your name? Pleased to meet you." Simpler. Happier. Equal. It's about being able to breathe and helping others to breathe.
God is just a nuisance, something that holds us back more than an overprotective parent. By organizing around ideas and creating unnecessary rules and laws, we just distort messages from great thinkers and turn them into religion. We naturally organize but maybe we shouldn't. We're evolutionary beings, aren't we? Organizing makes us feel good: "There's someone who shares in what I like." That idea itself is good but when you begin to shut others out because they don't organize the same way, then you've delved into wrong. That's what we do. God is just another organization that we came up with but because we gave him ultimate power, we lost the control. Suddenly, an unanswerable nonexistent being controlled our fate. We gave power to nothing but that nothing became everything and if you don't believe in it then "you're a sinner and will suffer for eternity. I may suffer in this life as God wills but you will suffer for ever!" It's all crud.
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