A Message in a Bottle
07/25/2025
You speak of GOD!, whose God?, Yours!, or theirs,
or those who locked Him down good?
The human race can’t even decide
on the definition of God.
Each one thinks, theirs the real deal.
Theirs the one who speaks for all humanity,
and to that end, are willing to unashamedly
sacrifice their fellow beings.
You think God’s out there,
out yonder, out of reach.
You ignorant preachers,
devourers of souls,
not only are you lost, you have
also commodified the idea of God.
God is not a being, it’s an ideal.
When that ideal becomes an integral part of you,
the physical self becomes transitional.
In the end you stand alone,
like the God you revere.
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Author:
SureshG (
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Comments3
Nicely worded, God is in us and is us. We are our god and whether we wish to be a vengeful or forgiving god is our choice. We create and is that not the definition of god?
Eons have passed and we are still struggling with this basic understanding.
Thanks for sharing your response.
You are most welcome
An interesting and nicely expressed write, we are the creators and it is us who choose to do good or bad, enjoyed the read
Isn’t that the truth. Thanks.
You are very welcome
Good for you, Suresh. A tiresome idea. I weary of its mention everywhere.
Ignorance breeds ignorance.
Thanks for visiting
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