The Divine Funeral

“Reason is the greatest enemy that faith has; it never comes to aid of spiritual things, but more frequently than not struggles against the divine Word, treating with contempt all that emanates from God.” -Martin LutherHow immanent and mighty they once were – Those gods who ruled the lands, the seas and skies,So potent was their mystical allureThat mortal minds fell slaves before their guise.The day would come when we would not invoke,These gods to pull the sun or change the season,As logic struck their opaque aegis brokeWhile shattering the grievous sleep of reason.A mighty truth Copernicus unfurledAnd paved the way for Kepler, GalileoWho proved we’re not the center of the worldThus crippling The Despot of Judeo.The heavens mapped, without religious gauze“But where is God amidst this lofty gumption?”“your majesty”, responded De Laplace,“the model works devoid of that assumption” Soon Darwin struck a devastating blow,Despite the bitter rage, the prayers and pleas,Upon our minds a truth he did bestowWhich sent god bruised and bleeding to his knees.Now “god is dead”, as Nietzsche boldly stated,But clinging to its corpse in times of fear,We drink its blood to make us feel sedatedAnd onto the unknown its flesh we smear.All in due time, his corpse will decompose-The naissance of a lauded paradigm,But quell your fears and then you might exposeThat without god This World is still sublime. “The priests of the different religious sects… dread the advance of science as witches do the approach of daylight, and scowl on the fatal harbinger announcing the subdivision of the duperies on which they live.”-Thomas Jefferson

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My muse can be unseemly and nomadic although she fancies meter and good rhyme, her diligence and output are sporadic, and some may say she’s moving past her prime. At times she’s off consorting with the sages reflecting on existence, as it were, At...

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