What is the point of organised religion? What is the purpose of religion anyway? If religion is for the introduction of the notion of God into a person, why is there a need for such organisation and even such devotion? In some cases, why is the devotion desired even ensured with coercion? Why does fear always come into play with the concept of religion? Is religion based on fear? Is the purpose of religion for introducing fear into our lives? Is God about fear? Sometimes, we don’t even need to use physical coercion to define fear. Social coercion is effective in introducing fear as well.
Why must a man go to a temple if he believes in his God? What result is he achieving by going into a temple? Will God be happier? Is God really so inane? What is the purpose of God anyway? So that people can believe in him? Can such a shallow reason really be it? Why can’t a man believe in God in his own space, time and fashion? Is there really a need for organisation? Why must a name and a religion be given to God? Why must a shape and substance be given to this non-physical entity? What makes one think that a person from one religion isn’t really actually praying to the same God as a man from another religion? In this case, is the only difference in the name? If that is the case, then isn’t religion harmful, as it divides men? Nobody has seen God. What makes one think that his God is not the one the other religions pray to?
Why should one believe in God? Why can’t one disbelieve in him? Even if there is a God, and one believes in him, why must one respect him? What does one owe God? If God created men, what made him assume that men wanted to be created? If one regrets his life, isn’t God doing him a disfavour? In that case, isn’t God doing an injustice? What gave God the right to be all-powerful? Why does he have all that power? What responsibilities does God have? What role does he want men to play? Somehow, one has the feeling that all the possibilities that he wants men to play are somehow inane and ridiculous, considering he has absolute power. Why is God called God? Why isn’t he called Dictator, because isn’t that what he is? What does he want from men? Are we his slaves, born to serve his whim and fancy? Why is God so desperate for us to believe him? Why is God so desperate for our love? Has he forgotten about all the other animals? If we are central in God’s plans, why did he create such a huge universe with men playing such a small part in it? Won’t one feel jealous? Is perhaps God hiding a mistress race in a remote part of the universe? If God is so desperate for love, why didn’t he make us love him with his boundless power? Why must he play such silly games with our wills? At the end of the day, everything is still under his control. Did he overlook that fact or something? If he needed some love and so created men with his power, and used his power to make men love him, isn’t he like Eric Cartman playing Lambs? What makes men think that their wills are above the power of God, and that that is why the belief of God can only be affected by other men, as only other men have the ability to influence the wills of other people? What makes one think that all the violence in the world, all the despair in the world, all the unhappiness in the world, aren’t planned by God, with his all-power? If that is the case, isn’t God a menace to humanity? Shouldn’t we then embark on a path to kill God? Is God really our saviour or our destroyer? Anyway, perhaps we can’t kill God, for he is all-powerful.
Why are men so selfish? Why do they associate miracles with God? Why do they invent the concept of a miracle? If miracles happen, why don’t those affected by them wish God to let them affect all of humanity too? If their wish wasn’t granted, why won’t they begrudge God? Why do they feel only happiness for their own selves, and not feel sadness for others? What do they expect out of God? Miracles? Do miracles increase their zeal and faith? Does a lack of miracles make them begrudge God? Why are these men so unbalanced?
Perhaps, he planned for men to loathe him. Perhaps, he planned for me to state thus: Perhaps there is no God after all. I pride my atheism. I pride that I will go to hell should he really exist and that I didn’t believe in him. It will be unfortunate, but sadly, he didn’t appear in my life experiences conclusively and didn’t fare well in my logical reasoning enough for me to believe in him. Perhaps that has always been his plan for me.
I have killed God. Perhaps that has always been his plan.
God lives because men worship power. Men worship power, and that is why dictatorships are ineradicable. The more power a dictator has, the more men worship him. Men are attracted to power as flies are attracted to dung. It is ineluctable.
Religionists! Hear, hear! To love God, you have to hate him! To love God, you have to leave him! To love God, you have to kill him! Love not for his power, but for something else. Love him for anything but his power! Love instead the beggar that crawls in his ordure! Worship him! Worship the entity that has no meaning! Worship the entity that gives nothing to you! That is the only way to love God… Kill him, before it is too late.