is it any wonder why I believe in God?
step back as I step into light,
and conduct the orchestra: the universe
is a masterpiece of beauty and order
and everything in accord,
except me!
So do I believe
because it is necessary to believe? Need some infinite
dude? To explain the beauty and order? God,
no. I don't need you
to explain the beauty and order.
Seems perfectly explicable to me.
Did you create a numbskull? Shoot.
As if.
Do I need you to comfort me with solace and comfort,
and solace? Redundantly, over and over through life's throes
and woes? Well, no. Or as some one to plea to, to grant me my wish?
All such charity is,
of course,
appreciated! But probably: no. I don't need you
for that.
No.
Do I need
- No.
I don't need
God
for any of that.
I sure do love God,
though. How can you love
a being you don't believe in?
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