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   Euclid's system

In this place of worship the pews are padded but uncomfortable
and the large santuary is cold. But there's a glass dome and I can see the stars.

Are the stars our fiery heaven??

No, I don't think the stars care about us; they don't burn with affection or passion. And if the stars weren't there we could live with an empty sky.

The Greeks would call our star, the Sun, to perform their acts of God. I imagine most of their prayers went unanswered - not unlike our own??

If Jesus, the son of God, and that whole story were the deepest reality then why hasn't Jesus returned?? *imagining heaven's father and son dialog*

  GOD: "Ok, Jesus, time to go back.."
  Jesus: "Go back...    go back??    Daaaaad...   Did you see what they DID to me???.. nailed me to a cross; to heck with them there's no way I'm going back.. If you're so ALL-MIGHTY lets see YOU go back as an ordinary guy... maybe they'll shoot you out of a catapult"

These bible storys aren't exactly Euclid's logical system.... are these really, I mean really our beliefs? Or are they just kind of traditions?

My parents face front and appear to be listening... in all other things they're so skeptical - it's a puzzle.

If Jesus did come back, wouldn't he be a caveman surrounded by bewildering technology?

I'm sorry, There's something too rich in creation for these rehearsed responses and fairy-tale fragments from a primitive world to be the answer...

but I go through the motions, I chant the litanies with the enthusiasm of obedience; just storing up my spiritual loot and hiding my questioning, heathen heart.


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