Inspired By a Post on "Convert Me" - A Poem

[Bebek Sincap Ratatosk]

Inspired By a Post on "Convert Me"

"I want a religion that likes what I like,
and thinks how I think,
when I pray late at night.
I want a religion that doesn't have rules,
unless it's about those
whom I think are fools."

"I'll put my faith in a Custom Made God,
I'll 'have it my way',
though some think it odd.
I'll find the Truth lit by my own damned light,
I'll believe in a God
who thinks that I'm right!"

And so goes the sound of the monkeys that talk,
'tis barely better than the sheep that all walk,
down pews to the alter to get saved again,
while they "love", curse and damn their poor fellow men.

But it misses the key, it misses the gate,
it misses the thought which all love to hate.
For it's not all that logical,
nor soundeth it wise.
But you are reading this poem
through your God's eyes.

Who created what you see, what you hear, what you smell?
Who created your thoughts or the words that you tell?
Who makes the grass green? Who makes the sky blue?
Who translates the data?

Your God... (which is You).


Ratatosk, Squirrel of Discord
Chatterer of the Words of Eris
Muncher of The ChaoAcorn
POEE of the Great Googlie Mooglie Cabal

[Triple Zero]

i kinda like this one, actually.

[Cain]

Yeah, pretty good stuff indeed.

[SBCU]

Hmmm, anti religious post modern, kind of predictable, but a nice try.

More chaos is needed, the self is an ordering force that wants the world to be layers surrounding the self. I would say that Eris asks us to let ALL order go and that would mean to not fall for the trap of the Grey man by creating an order of the self, while thinking that it is against the order of a religion, so it must be disorder.

[Bebek Sincap Ratatosk]

The context involved a number of folks on the Convert Me LJ group. Many of them seemed to want to be *insert belief system here* but only the bits of that system that they personally agreed with. Somehow they felt that by believing only some of the system, it justified the system and relieved them of any responsibility towards the bits of the belief system that they didn't like. Yet, they still held that they believed The True Religion.

My response was inspired partly by RAW's famous question "Who is the Great Magician that makes the grass green?" and Michael Valentine Smith's maxim "Thou Art God".