atheism

I'm still a firm non-believer in God. I imagine I always will be. If the death of my two year old niece from cancer, or the disappearance of my brother didn't make me reconsider the existence of a deity, I can't think that anything else might make me.

I consider religion to be one of the silliest ideas humanity ever had. That a God made man in his own likeness is even sillier. That the president of the most powerful nation on Earth believes that God speaks through him, well that's downright scary.

I find solace in the billions of stars, in the knowledge that there are many 'others' out there, that life is exactly what it is, and is only that because we die. Life after death is, after all, a contradiction in terms. I find peace in the idea that when I die, I am no longer, and that I don't have to endure an eternity in some flowery garden, or come back again as a Chinese beekeeper.

I would like to meet my brother again of course, but all this hankering after the eternal just takes our focus away from the present doesn't it...