You don’t need miracles!
Are you a believer because you are scared?
You don’t need miracles!
Boo!
Boo-hooo!
Jesus here, Jesus there!
He walked on water, raised the dead, multiplied breads, poured wine from water carafes, raised himself from death and said, “Be not afraid!”
Well, Sir, excuse me, but I am afraid as fuck.
A scare 2000 years long.
The longest horror movie ever!
If you were not playing these magic tricks, I would maybe not be so fucking scared, me, a little human who cannot walk on water, raise the dead, multiply breads, and when I have water in my glass, it stays water!
You know, Jesus? I like your teaching, your French Revolution before the revolution, the égalité, fraternité, liberté but avant-garde, but yo! You had to scare us into paying attention! I mean, we are humans, we don’t follow logic; you had to come with some crazy shit to show us who is the boss! And we saw it! The horror you inspired in us still persists; we call them “miracles” just not to call them “scary-crazy-shit.”
As always, religion played on the fear for tomorrow, the fear for oneself and one’s family and all one possesses. For most people, religion is just a supernatural insurance; they buy hope in vials filled with holy water, they buy it in insurance contracts called “holy texts” written in small letters and thousands of pages, like the real ones.
O thunder, O lightnings: Zeus! Oh volcanic eruptions: Vulcan! Oh sea-storm: Poseidon! Hell: Hades!
Fears get personified. Our fears have names and rules to apprehend the unknown. It’s so simple to understand but so hard to know.
So yeah, Jesus! I love Jesus, but I wish people loved him and heard him, not because he fucking changed some bread crumbs into bread, but because he said: “Let him who is without sin cast the first stone!” and “Love one another as I have loved you!” But no, he couldn’t say it simply; he had to do the whole circus, the whole scary movie in order to stick it into the idiots’ heads.
But, well, idiots do what idiots do; idiots understand what idiots understand. Unfortunately, we were idiots 2000 years ago, and I’m afraid we didn’t get it. 2000 years later, we’re still the same idiots. When are we going to really understand?
I forgot to put all the other tricksters in the pack, all the exclusive ambassadors of the holy scare-stories, from the Aztecs’ head-cutting to the Abraham cut-him cut-him-not, to the inept Noe story of one man who saved all the living creatures on the earth, finishing with the Rael sharlatans and the Scientist master of gullible rich idiots. This world has seen all.
Why do you need a proof for the unprovable? I’ve seen the light myself. Am I enlightened? Well, can an enlightened one say “fuck all”? I’m the exactly unimpressive chad, on the fatty side, not a Bruce-Lee in anything. If I want a bread, I go buy one; I don’t multiply crumbs from the empty bag from the breath of yesterday. I have no vision, no super-vision, no insight, no outsight, no-nothing. Still, I’ve seen the light and I cannot tell otherwise. Visibly, seeing the light and marching on water are not linked events. So, yeah, see the light for yourself, but not because some dude decided to return as a zombie in white clothes 2000 years ago, but because you care about this fucking suffering, battered, molested, stolen, tricked, fucked humanity and this poor Earth and biologic wonder we call the “animal kingdom”. Fuckers, stop fucking your neighbour because he is different. Look yourself in the mirror: “You are a fucking monkey too!” Look at your neighbour’s children; they are beautiful as yours. Look at his suffering; same sweat pearls are falling from his forehead when he is overworked or stressed or fearful. He knows to love like you; he knows to like what is beautiful and just and true like yourself. So why the fuck give in to all this rubbish nonsense of pretended false mysticism? You can find mysticism every day, all day, in the humanity you see every day. You can find it in the rain falling, you can find it in the snowflake, you can find it in the silence, you can find it in the wind, everywhere and anywhere. You don’t fucking need fucking silly “miracles”, you dumb shit!