God Loves You

(Just wrote this, still needs some culling and spit n polish, but let's see how it goes over.Migraine thoughts.
A little bit tweaked and some added with Bear's suggestion)

I wonder what it’s like to be in the frame of mind
To unironically believe that
The creator of the whole Universe-
(Of space and time
Who set the speed of light at about       
700 million miles per hour
And Absolute Zero at -273 Celsius.

The One Who created Gravity,
Universal attraction, and Magnetism;

That created the hugest stars
we have given names to like W26 and
Rigel and Betelgeuse and VY Canis Majoris;

The creator of the minuscule:
Of the cell, the mitochondria
DNA
The molecule
The atom
Protons, Electrons, and Neutrons.
And gravitons?
The Higgs-Boson and Bucky balls,
And strings…..;

The creator of Time and
The dot, line, cube, and tesseract
5-cube hypercube with 32 vertices, 80 edges, 80 square faces,
40 cubic cells, and 10 tesseract 4-faces.
And so on in spacial dimensions
And Time Dimensions with the Past, Present, and Future
Possibilities are the second dimension of time.
What is the third? Only God knows.

That guided millions generations of
millions of species of organisms
for 550 million years
From unmoving filter feeders
To The Precambrian Reign:

The Dawn of Dance, of deliberate movement in the water
The Era of Aquatic Arthropods,
Such as Alpha Predator Anomalocaris.
Sexes arrived so that the DNA could recombine
and make individual individuals
To the time when a spinal cord was developed,
The birth of the vertebrates:
Then distinct head, a jaw, then limbs,
And the Tiktaalak dragged itself up onto the dry land.
It developed the ability to breathe air
And it laid eggs that had a casing that made then able to be laid
away from the uterine water
Then they started developing the young inside the bodies of the females
And scales became thin and hollow and good for insulation and turned to hair
We became endothermic
And about 200,000 years ago,
The human race came along
And some we became able to
Communicate ideas through speech
And writing came along, first animals painted on cave walls

And the outlines of women’s hands,
And then the abstract development of the written word:
“letters” pressed into clay.
We questioned our mortality,
And we hypothesized about a god.

This God did not prevent rape or war
Child molestation or cancer
Complex diseases of the mind, body, spirit and soul.
(If there even is such a thing as a spirit or soul.)

God created those things.

God created Trauma.

God created PTSD.
We imagined this god as petty and vindictive
In fear of mortality we imagined
Heaven and Hell andA megalomaniac that can only be satiated
With the sacrifice of its most beautiful and cosmically rare of all creations:
Complex life forms.

How very ironic.

That this God will look to our little galaxy,

To One galaxy out of billions, “The Milky Way”

With our little yellow star, 2/3rds of the
Way out from a super massive black hole
Near astronomical feature known to us as Sagittarius A.
The Milky Way is 100 Thousand light years across

On the spiral arm known to us as
The Orion–Cygnus Arm a thousand light years long
It takes roughly 350 million years
For our little sun to take one rotation
Around the black hole; 2/3rds of
The life span of the time everything we know of
has ever been alive.

When we were at this place on the rotation of the galaxy lat time

It was the Precambrian explosion.
2,000 rotations ago of the third planet from “The Sun”,
It is said, a sacrifice was made of the only son of this God,
Who was himself.
Two thousand years is not even a drop in the ocean of existence
For some reason this species think it is more special than the others,
More Intelligent.
But if we really were, why are we forcing other creatures to learn our language
Rather than learning theirs?

Billions and billions and billions.)

So I wonder what it’s like to be in the frame of mind
To unironically believe that The Creator of all this
Loves you.


Not to stop the wars, the hatred and the racism
Not to help the tiny Mission off the downtown core
Who gave soup and blankets to the needy
From burning to the ground in the autumn air

Not to stop cancer or AIDS or Rheumatoid Arthritis or suicide
Or any number of painful incurable condition to all
The people and everything that relies on pain to keep them alive:
Anything with a nervous system and a brain it can go tragically wrong

Life is so precious

and it is squandered

And we are not holding hands for love and comfort to drive

This tiny planet to a positive place
So very Beautiful yet so Terrible

that we can barely dare to look

Instead we gnash our teeth and shout
“THIS IS OFFENSIVE!”

As the pale blue dot plummets through
Space and Time
But then again is all that is a bit harder to swallow
than vegetarian carnivores in a garden
with a talking snake and magic fruit
that gives knowledge to anything that consumes it.
You wouldn’t want to do that now, would you?
You wouldn’t want to KNOW;

That you unironically believe that

his god loves you and will put all of this aside so that

your baseball team will win.

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