God-ism

Were we really created ex nihilo...out of nothing?

Who were the architects of creation. In 2022 the list of different types of animals was presumed to be 2.16 million and counting. 1.05 million insects, 11,000 birds and over 6,000 mammals. Data source (IUCN) The International union for conservation of nature.

Who thought up, designed and manufactured us all from the mind or minds of some seriously disturbed creative and obviously bored individual(s).

Are we to believe that one single solitary God did all of that? I think there were a lot of beings seated at that table dispensing directives to a lot of Archangels Seraphim Cherubim Ophanims and other angels tasked with performing this challenging laborious and monumental operation.

I read Lamar's "The drawing board" and I must admit that it panders to the latest thoughts which have been ruminating in my head for quite some time since i believe that God was having either a really bad day or was in need of of a good laugh when he decided to send me squealing bare-butt into this crazy-assed world without a concise and well defined manual i had to quickly find a do-it-yourself cosmic guide and we all know how well that worked out...right

I mean what the hell was he thinking...what...there is no such thing as blasphemy we were given free will and the right to think and do for ourselves to question and debate the validity of human existence

frankly that one is a huge question mark for me

I am grown up now (if you can call it that) i don't feel grown up...do you?

Why are we here on this giant merry-go-round riding the horse of time as we sleep dream awaken eat evacuate quench our thirst in the literal and procreative sense then proceed to do the same thing day in and day out...it is so exhausting to think about yet we keep on doing it anyway

Then there is the conundrum of the different personality types...i mean life would be soooo very boring if we were all the same

But i am speaking of the narcissist the murderer the pedophile the madness in human behavior which we have only scratched the surface of understanding...they say that madness is creativity waiting to be discovered and explored

We classify humans into phylum...taxonomic categories that rank above class and below kingdoms...like classes defined by botany we rank ourselves good better best...who are we to judge

Are we likening ourselves to the God-being (presumably)who not only created us equal but adorned us with airs and graces to judge the color of one skin hue more superior than another

Some choose to primp and preen head held high in disdain...fools thinking themselves better than their fellow beings who will all meet the same end as goes the way of years taking a toll on every shade and color of the feeble human skin and bones...

ashes to ashes dust to dust

Color class race ethnic differences...a war of words...timeless and dulled by ennui which sometimes awaken in morbid and evil minds rearing its awful head

Yet the real question is:

Do we have the God-ness within ourselves...and what would happen if we discovered and awakened it.

Would the world end?

Did dinosaurs evolve and find their god-selves...is that why they were totally evaporated with none to live to tell the tale.

Is that why we were made mortal...living just long enough to reach for our God-selves but have it snatched away by death? For if we somehow found our immortality moments before our deaths, maybe, just maybe we could tap into it...be reborn and become totally immortal...live forever

Now imagine a world where no one dies!

Would we evolve beyond the stars...build stairways to heaven without the incident of "The tower of Babel" to hinder our progress.

Imagine our imagination unlocked to the potential of godliness...would we still waste our years building bridges to destroy each other or find a new way of co-existing color to color...human to human!

Could we stop the debate of the gender color or affiliation of our creator.

Do we see the beauty in ourselves or do we see the monsters which we have become?

Would our godly selves do better than we are doing now...could we leave pettiness buried in the abyss and evolve our minds.

Is a perfect world a stupid dream...Perfection...no worries, aching bones, disease or growing old and pondering death!

Sounds boring!!!

Yet...I yearn for it!!!