Straw Men

Where, oh where, is God? When will the man-child stop asking why, stop searching for the other, the greater, the bigger the more glorious presence? This constant need to see other than oneself as the source. Even with a brain (and we know Frank Baum has told us only STRAW men don’t have brains) we refuse to see, refuse like a baby forced to eat mashed peas. We make our children are we their God’s? Hell no! We name this Creator (for man is nothing-if not a naming animal). (The father says Da; the baby says DA! Da says cat, baby says CAT!) Life cannot exist for man without a naming, a judgment, a categorizing. We cannot GROK it (as Heinlein's Christ character, Valentine Michael Smith illustrates for us in Stranger in a Strange Land). For something, someone, has to have made us, yes? no? Oh yes, they had to consciously decide to make something as marvelously special as us, didn’t they/it? * Please refer back to verse 2 line 5. Where, oh where, is God? When will the man-child stop, stop searching for the teat, stop the blame game, accept the responsibility for fouling His own nest? Why does God have to look like us? Does everything we create look like us (the light bulb, the car)? Does that mean there is NO primogeniture if He/she/it doesn’t look like us? Wait, wait, all of Creation manifests differently, eco systems need diversity to maintain homeostasis! Yet we bawl like babies. WHY are You killing me! Why must I die? What mutant child have you given me this spawn of Satan! This primogeniture, this God, this be all, end all, know all, BEING, this omnipotent source either is outside of us? or inside of us? Or are we inside of it? And, if it knows us not— If like the amoeba, it simply divides to exist, absorbs to exist, excretes to exist. Why do we insist on worshiping it? Does It Know us? Does it know all of its creations? Is it an active participant in its own creations? Refer to the book of life, the planet earth, the solar system, the structure of an atom. Use the brain you were given by God for YOU are not a Straw Man. First Published in 2013 Sweet Dreams and Night Terrors