There Is No God

          I believe in a great deception; an evil that renders words inadequate to address it and turns reason against itself, so that, for most people, the truth is all but lost. This is because any word that has been put forward heretofore to address this greatest and most potent of evils has had lots of time to be corrupted and rendered powerless. This is, however, no reason to abandon words themselves. Indeed, once we do that, and put reason behind us as well, the darkness will have truly won. No, we simply have to become even more patient, even more discerning, and speak even more clearly in the face of The Great Lie.

         I train angels. An angel is a messenger or an agent acting on behalf of the Good. The trouble is that words like “angel,” and even “good,” have been all but ruined by the many negative connotations that have become attached to them, as well as our own lack of faith in the possibility of such lofty idealistic concepts being real and sincere. Nowhere is this corruption more troubling then with the idea of God.

          People in general lack the intellect that would be required to render issues like one’s belief in God sensible. Despite what both sides of this debate would assume, belief in God is not the real issue, as the word, at least, exists, and refers to something that has had an enormous impact of the lives of millions. The existence of God, as you'll soon see, is something that one has to take for granted; the real question, however, is “what is it?”

         When people say they don’t believe in God, they’re not actually rejecting the word itself, but rather the thing to which most people insist it refers. They reject the truth of the various claims that are made in and about the Bible, the Koran, etc; they reject the institutions that have risen up around these religions and their often atrocious effects on world history; they reject the fearful obedience that causes “believers” to abandon reason and passion and anything else that might cost them their promised rewards in Heaven or earn them the punishments of Hell; and they reject the paradoxical reality of a being of limitless power and love who supposedly created us with free will and the ability to think for ourselves, yet, for some inexplicable reason, violently demands our eternal worship and obedience. Most importantly, they reject the idea that God, in whatever way this word might be defined, can effect anything. It's only on this very last point that I must diverge from the otherwise reasonable opinions of Atheists, yet this does create a great deal of difference between us.

         The trouble I see is that to say that God exists seems to endorse all of the ignorance, cruelty, irrationality, and outright insanity that has been put forward by the vast majority of other “believers,” people who, in general, insist that God exists as something that I find not only to be self-serving and unimaginative, but, ironically enough, indistinguishable from their Devil. When I was very young, I became an atheist because of that fact, until I realized that I was simply protesting against the atrocious immaturity of who and what I had been told that “God” was. So, then, naturally, I became a Satanist (a Luciferian to be more precise) and although I still see how many of the followers of that word have their hearts in the right place, I eventually came to see that words have a conceptual reality that transcends the ignorance and delusions of the short-sighted mortals who might abuse them.

          In the mind, everything that can be known has a certain undeniable reality, and I understand that, because of this one important fact, there indeed is a God towards which I reach for wisdom and strength almost everyday and from whom I am called to fight against the errors and evils that surround me. The fact is that all such things exist within the mind to the extent that each one of us is able to conceive of them, and their existence beyond that is a beautiful potential towards which we can, and should, aspire. My faith in God has far less to do with my own need for God, then God's need for me. I can imagine no higher or more noble calling than serving as a conduit for the Muqarribiun, and, by doing so, substantiating the angelic realities of God's four greatest servants: the Hero, the Healer, The Light, and the Likeness.

         Most importantly, my God doesn’t degenerate into psychotic fury if I say that I don’t believe in God, because it’s smart enough to know what I really mean; it sees through the Great Lie more clearly than any of us possibly could. Saying that I do or that I don't believe in demons, however, is often a slightly more complicated issue, for many reasons, but that's something that we can address at a later time.

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