Friday, July 06, 2012
I don't know if this ever happens to you, but sometimes I do not have a clear notion of how I feel about something until I write it.
"What would you think of someone who put out 100,000 shells and said,"One of them has a pea under it... choose the right one or I torture you."
Not choosing the correct shell does not make you immoral or deserving of anything bad... it makes the one setting up the choice an evil SOB.
But my point is not that a divine deity is an evil SOB... my point is that it is WE humans who have set up this shell game... as a control mechanism. That is not to say there are not honest souls who really are convinced that theirs is the right shell... and therefore have to warn everyone to select it. But picture yourself as an outsider, coming into a room where everyone is telling you to choose their shell... lest you die.
For myself, I have decided to leave the game... I leave the room of gambling over eternal destinies where the gods reflect the insecurities of their followers. I stand by Marcus Aurelius:
“Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.”
Posted by Andrew at 1:34 PM