What if G/god was one of us,
just a slob like one of us?
A definite being
from which man was made in his image.
Beneficent,
benevolent,
omniscient,
and yet personable.
Human characteristics without
all of the flaws associated with Them.
Creator of everything,
but indestructible,
unCreatable,
imperceptible?
Part of a greater whole:
The Father, The Son, and The Holy Ghost.
Different and yet somehow the same.
Not begot of anything,
because the beginning cannot be begotten.
(For if it is, it is not the beginning)
What if G/god is not God but god?
The great computer nerd in the sky,
architect of any and every and nothing.
How vain are we to create God
in our own image?
Anthropomorphic: possessing human qualities when
maybe it is us who possess god-like qualities--
though not quite so great of quantities.
How can we believe that we can even perceive such a being,
one/many/none who have Created?
When it has been us who have
Destroyed.
The existence of G/god is not subjective,
but our perception,
that is a different story.
Author notes
Not begot of anything,
because the beginning cannot be begotten.
(For if it is, it is not the beginning)
Is the parenthetical line good or bad?
There's more to this I wish to write or revise, but...later.
What did you think
Comments
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Oh, and I love the parenthesis, it's one of my favorite parts, leave it!
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I could have sworn I'd commented on this. . . hmm.

Anyway, I love it, and I'm not just saying that because it's you (and your drunken ramblings, lol). Firstly, I really love the G/god, it's just. . . very awesome. It gives the poem this whole other world of meaning.
"A definite being
from which man was made in his image.
Beneficent,
benevolent,
omniscient,
and yet personable."
I love these lines, the last bit just hits you. Well, me. Teh reader.
But seriously, this speak to me more than anything I learned in going to church for over 14 years. I really really really like it. It's just . . . awesome. In the meaning of awe inspiring. I really love all the different things you get at god's existence (or not), like the part about the beginning, and our vanity. OOH, I just love it!


