People often ask me why I spend so much time writing against other people’s beliefs.
Why not leave them alone?
Or what if I am wrong?
Why not just take the offer of an eternal life rather than believing that there is nothing after death?
Why not accept this gift? Why not take the offer of fulfilment that comes with it?
And I admit it. The offer is a great one.
The promise of eternal happiness. Eternal love. Eternal life.
Who can say no to such an offer? Why would you reject it? Why fight it? Why take it away from others?
Socrates was also asked this question, and put to death for his philosophical doubts of the Gods existence and his blasphemy. He accepted his death and hoped that the conversation of Gods existence would go on. Why is that important? Why is it important to have this conversation? Because once we start with the question does a God exist, we begin a discussion of so much more - what is morality? What is good? What is beautiful? And what is pure? And that’s the conversation I want to have. I want to live my life continually searching for the truth, in a world where absolutes are just beyond our reach. I want to live every day in great wonder of the universe, and be humbled by just how lucky we are to be here to witness it. I want to know the excitement that comes with the discovery of everything new and experience it as much as possible.
So it is clear to me that this offer of certainty, the offer complete and eternal security, a totalitarian faith that cannot give way and must remain unbroken is not an offer worth taking. I cannot accept an offer that requires me to give up my freedom of inquiry. An offer that says if I will just sacrifice my humanity on this alter constructed before me; if I will abandon my critical thought, and just give into this offer of idiotic bliss then I can enjoy this chalice of eternal life. To me this is not an offer that I am able to take.
I cannot accept there is a final solution. I cannot accept there is an absolute truth. A masochistic totalitarian answer that can be yours in a faith that tells me the truth is hidden to us, but not those who proclaim it. The priests, the ministers, the Vickers, the self-appointed prophets and peddlers of worship, the rabbis, the mullahs, the healers, the psychics. This is not given, as promised, in a Chalice of Life, but a Goblet of Deceit and Corruption. Don’t drink from it, there is far more life, beauty and wisdom when you do not give into its intoxication.
This is why I cannot accept this wonderful offer.
This is why I am often brought to tears when I look at the news and am forced to watch the pathos and suffering of its supporters.
Yours in good faith,