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raze i don't think there's a bearded man above us and a horny devil below. assuming there is a god, i have a hard time buying into the myth of him being this benevolent benefactor who answers prayers. if he sees and knows all, he chooses to let a lot of awful shit happen. at best, he (or she, or it) seems to be the equivalent of an outmatched website moderator who takes a hands-off approach while accepting credit for good fortune that amounts to little more than luck.

but i've watched the bodies of those who are no longer living lose their shape, and i'm sure it must be more than the simple scientific fact of death that siphons everything familiar from the human form. i've seen and heard and experienced things that cannot be explained. i've touched something not of this world and been awake enough to feel it stir.

i don't know if we go on in some way after our bodies stop breathing. i want to believe that we do. that we aren't just flawed machines who were put out to pasture after our makers deemed us unmarketable. that we're more than the sum of whatever fuel we find in our harried hearts and minds.
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