The truth is, we are all mere animals;
organisms even -
only slightly more complex than amoeba.
When you die, you die.
It is pure megalomania to think
that we humans are somehow above death;
that we, unlike any other creature
have the ability to transcend it.
And only because of our dominance,
our arrogance,
our cunning
and our ruthless natures.
But in death, to believe we are somehow special
in the eyes of a greater power,
that we can worm our way into the good graces
of this “creator” by kissing his ass, well…
Sadly, in a foxhole,
there is no such thing as an atheist…
I'm beyond atheism.
That part is easy –
you can't prove a negative
so there is no work to do.
This “I Believe" thing
demands something more personal,
some leap of faith that helps one see
life's bigger picture.
Now I can get on with my life.
I'm not greedy.
I have love. Blue skies, hugs,
rain, Hershey’s kisses, freedom,
beautiful children, sunflowers
and the power of speech.
That is enough. It has to be enough.
It is everything in the world
and everything in the world
is plenty for me.
It seems just impolite somehow
to beg the invisible for more.
I don’t need an omniscient,
omnipresent,
omnipotent force
that isn't bothered to help
or is just testing us…
I don't need heaven.
Love in all its aspects
is enough…
Foxholes
©crisstiena
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