Dear God,
With due respect, I, a Simple_Minded Atheist, am writing to you in relation to the various obstacles that you have supposedly put in my path. Now this is to say that I in no way blame you for anything, solely for the fact that I don’t believe in your existence.
Do you know why I call myself a believer then?
Because I am, a believer of love. It’s because I believe in what all I can feel, and that’s my love for my parents, my peers, for those brothers and sisters that are always beside me, for those friends that always have my back.
I believe in them, and so, yes I’m a believer! Just not in something that I have never felt anything for.
And with due respect God, I’ll not lie, the stories of war and love, and mysteries do entertain me, allow me to picture events that my imagination never had the audacity to imagine, but they are just that, just stories for me, and nothing else.
Being an atheist defined me as someone that doesn’t believe in your existence, and yet I’m still writing to you, because I have respect, because I do not oppose any religion. I could even boldly confess that I love something or the other in every, sometimes their tradition, sometimes their culture, some of their norms and reasons, even their prayer sometimes.
It amazes me, as to how far imagination could fly. And I like to soar in all those possibilities, and expectations and predictions. They are what you could call our birth right; we were born, and so we have the right to take on whatever we want to have faith in.
Let’s just think over a hypothetical situation. Suppose religion was something that was created over a cup of tea, or even over a sip of wine. Maybe they thought of ways to create fear, directing it all over something. And what could be more fearful that placing the turn of their entire fate in the hands of some unknown existence! Wouldn’t that just make everything make more sense, wouldn’t this world be less attainable, and people more content in their respective places!
If conversations are something everyone fears in the coming age of every other person becoming an introvert, won’t they stay happy talking to themselves, thinking as sharing with some higher being, one that doesn’t reply them back, and so they don’t wait for that! Isn’t human nature a defining factor for the turn of that cycle?
And yes God, I know that the math works in your favour. I know that I’m at more loss in not believing in you because of my ideals than those that just do it for the sake of the end conclusion of profit-loss, but that doesn’t mean I would accept you just cause everyone chooses to. It is something I believe, and belief can never be a crime, it’s the most basic feeling of all.
I mean look at this side. We long for people because we believe in them, we hope because we believe. Even love is nothing but based on the foundation of belief, of trust. And that is all that we are summed down to.
So, your followers ask me, do I not want to go to heaven for my good deeds?
But what is that actually! For a child, isn’t it the arms of their parents, being with people they love? In places they could find happiness and peace, and could always elate in? Isn’t that the definition of heaven? Aren’t we already there?
I’m sorry God, but that’s just how I am. Present is all that matters for me, I could never drool over a future that’s uncertain, or over a past that’s already done for! That’s all just a myth.
And yes I do agree that logic and reasoning isn’t everything, but that doesn’t mean you live completely out of it.
Isn’t what we call heaven just our heart, the heart to all the good and the bad that we contain, of the memories that breathes through the fire that burns in us. Even worlds apart, but the love is still alive, and never diminishing!
Isn’t that the heaven we seek, in the hearts of people we made happy, in lives we lighted up, in minds we healed, and scars we helped in moving along, passing through?
I don’t know as to what it could be, but for a believer like me, it’s right here in the hearts of people I care so much. And so, I don’t need to run behind some existence I know nothing of, rather beautify the lives that I have all ties with. Heaven is home, and the people who make it as such.
And so I won’t say that I break every kind of restriction as part of my goal to break through the chain of predetermined ethics, I am not meaning to find some meaning in all the steps that now feels wrong to me, because that’s wrong! It’s wrong to say that I can’t visit places where your followers worship you, it’s wrong to criticize how they choose to show their love and dedication for you, and I accept it, and I choose to oblige with it.
I am an atheist, and I am neutral and open to everything. I respect what others believe in, I show my positivity towards it while at the same time, I preach my own sense of individuality and values. I don’t need a historical set of rules and regulations, cause I have faith in myself and anyone that helps me as a guide on my path.
So God, I put forth you all these instances and arguments to state my standing in the court solely fabricated by those that preach of following your ideals and values, and shamingly taking down what all you mean for them!
A believer? Oh, yes I am, of people, of hope, of love, just not a believer of beliefs.
Regards.
Never yours
Lucifer’s Whisper