Godless Heathen

Godless Heathen

This is it

This is what we have.

No god, gods, goddesses, spirits, angels.

It’s us.

We are alone.

We are animal,

Animals have tools

Be it claw or fang,

Quills or speed.

Our tool is reason.

Our minds, our thoughts

The odds against it are a billion to one.

Which poised against the billions in the universe, means

It was pretty much a sure thing.

We had to happen somewhere.

Where there are millions of life forms, at a million to one odds,

One of them had to be us.

We are the Shakespeare typed by infinite monkeys.

We are here.

We are alone.

There is no justice above, so we must demand it now.

There is no salvation, we must save ourselves.

Life is precious, because this is all there is.

We are sacred, because there is nothing else.

No robed grandfather denizen to escort us to a great cloud.

No reward or punishment except what we provide.

We must exalt ourselves because that is all there is to exalt to.

When you pray for me you diminish me.

When you call outside the world, to that which is not there

You weaken us.

Taking time and attention from that which must be done

We are strong. We are amazing. We are alone.

We must be one being.

One strong voice to right our own wrongs,

make our own world, and be our best

Because there is nothing else to be.