Whether or not "God" exists isn't really an issue for me. I'd like to embrace the atheistic point of view. Because if there is a God, I reject him. All this suffering, and for what? To win an eternal reward? Well, "God" can shove it all up his heavenly ass. I refuse to waste my life trying to earn points for some kind of ethereal future in the clouds, sitting beside a vengeful, indifferent master, growing fat on the heinous crimes and tragedies, the frenzied, childish prayers of a broken and desperate humanity.
I understand a human beings need for such comfort, and I even find that beautiful. I was moved to tears in the Vatican in Rome last November, but not in praise of our holy father. I was awed and moved by the immensity of human endeavor, human passion and emotion, the beauty human beings create from their pain, the art, the paradigms of belief. Amazing.
And so the man-god will rise from the ashes of the fictitious father above...