The Face of God

 

 

A man dies and goes to heaven. He begins to meet people who have gone before him and is overjoyed. As he and a friend are walking and talking, they approach a large marble wall. His friend holds his finger up to his lips as a sign for him to be quiet as they move away from the wall. Later he comes upon another friend. The same thing happened. At this point his interest is aroused but he keeps silent. Later he meets Saint Peter who takes him on a grand tour and yet again the wall, only this time after they are a safe distance away he has to ask what was so important behind the wall. Peter explains that in Heaven souls are allowed to indulge themselves in whatever belief they wish. The man asks so what’s behind the wall? Peter smiles and says, “The Mormons! They think they’re God!”

 

I have decided to lay social media to rest in its place in my relationship with others of my kind. I’ve learned that even the phrase “social media” is an oxymoron. The endless hours of posting remarks that no one will ever read, writing articles that get you censored and posting meaningless memes that are way over the heads of people who plot their life’s journey on a map of Facebook. And fooling yourself into thinking that you might somehow make a difference can be at least delusional and at the most insanity! As we all know, doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result is the very definition of insanity.

 

Social media is the bane of humanity. Reinforced by the mishandling of the Pandemic, which was a product of social media itself, we now relate to the plastic in our hand, not the woman in our hearts. Under the disguise of information, social media presents disinformation and when needed, out and out lies with equal enthusiasm. And the modern shaved ape is long past being able to tell the difference between either one of them. The information at our fingertips is not as accurate as a drawing on a cave wall if measured by truth. The deer was truth. The earth is not flat!

 

 

I find it amazing that children are given answers from so-called “teachers” that cannot pick a restroom or that three percent of the voting pool known as “The People” has a strangle hold on the houses of Congress simply because nobody has the fortitude to shout, “Thou FOOL!” Because in the end, our souls will be required of us. And many will have sold theirs to social media.

 

The waves of history pound upon the shores of humanity and the waves will surely win. There is an ingrained fear that we may bomb ourselves out of existence someday but if truth be known that should not be a fear, but a prayer. A nuclear war would rid the earth of a useless species. More than ninety percent of all species have gone into extinction and the planet is just fine without the Do Do bird. After the last bomb is set off the radiation will disinfect what’s left of us, and given enough earth wind and fire all evidence of our “civilization” will be eradicated and it will be as if we were never ever here. From Stonehenge to Staten Island dogs will piss on what is left of our bones. From The Bible to this right here, no one will be there to read and the creatures of the forest will be better off for it. And global warming means that the bears don’t hibernate as long.

 

It won’t matter who wins an election or who wins a war because they are just one more election, one more war and history will be a mystery written by the winners. Complicated theories and eloquent prose will hide the truth like the cheap paper masks that hid your face from the faceless men who told you a virus can’t fly! In the end half the population will pray for the second coming of someone the other half denies and then it will be the end. So begin again!

 

 

And so it will be written that after many millennia other beings came here looking for as much as one dead microbe that they can call “life” to prove they are not alone in the universe to end all universes, and should the solar system survive, life may arise again and after enough time develop into intelligent beings that will philosophize and come to believe, like all the others that came before them that they are somehow unique and the result of some divine plan that leads them to the stars and beyond. And just like the others will find that the stars are just too far away for them, and they are just a small part of a much greater scheme of things. They are not the center of the universe and God is not limited to their dreams based on one universe, one planet, one species. And as they look up at the night sky they will never realize that they are looking at the face of God! He had been there all along. They could have seen him had they only looked!