Faith & The Abyss
I stick my finger into existence--it smells of nothing. Where am I? Who am I? What is this thing called the world? What does this word mean? ~ Soren Kierkegaard
I am completely without faith. But, then again that may not be quite true. Faith is the inexplicable stirring in my heart that keeps me from jumping into the abyss. Even though I know that what I see is all there is and beyond that there is nothing, faith allows me to hope that maybe that isn’t true. Hopefully, I am just blind and in the great nothing - something.
I just can't bring myself to call it god or to worship it as my father in heaven, because if an intelligence beyond our human consciousness exists it arouse out of nature no less than me and therefore while it may be elevated it does not seem to have my interests at heart. Who could worship such a daemon that would create a world filled with pain knowing full well the depths to which its creatures would fall and the heartbreakingly soul crushing pain they would experience? My only hope is myself and what a hopeless situation that is.