THERE IS NO GOD

While I've been chipping away at producing a book, and writing some poetry, Stephen Hawkings died. He died on March 14th of this year. A most interesting man with an amazing mind. At the time of his death he was working on a book attempting to answer such questions as, Is There A God, and other questions related to the so called Big Bang that resulted in the creation of everything. You may want to check out this article in Live Science relating to the content of this soon to be published book:-

        https://www.livescience.com/63854-stephen-hawking-says-no-god.html

Of note, at least to me is Stephen's conclusion that there is no God. The existence of God has always been something that I've had my doubts, which I voiced in a recent poem:-

There Is No God

There is no God,

only mysteries unexplained.

Once fear governed all,

and Gods were invented

to explain it all.

Science held the answers,

but Gods remained,

much like a cancer, 

purported, 

by those ordained,

to control the gateway to a hereafter.

Religion,

once salvation,

a means of redemption,

has become 

instead

 a power 

in support of contention.

Religion,

politics,

all the same,

a means to give credence

to interpretation

of what is good,

and what is evil.

Control is the game.

Men and women of the cloth

join hands 

to preserve their piety

and appease a deity,

a mystery unexplained.

EAS 2018

As pointed out I've struggled with this question beginning many, many years ago when sitting in a pew in the local Catholic Church the priest condemned my father, and those like him, for marrying a Protestant, threatening an eternity of damnation in Hell. The good old days where priests frightened non believers, and kept everyone in line with the threat of fire and brimstone. As I grew older I tried to accept the possibility of the existence of a God, but I'm afraid that with evil at every turn in our present day world, I have to accept that if were there in fact a deity, a Creator, then He/She/It would have never allowed such evil to exist. So, here I am, still open to proof, but otherwise joining Stephen Hawkings in believing that there really is no God, just mystery.

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As for the book that I'm putting together, it's autobiographical in a sense that I'm publishing my early sketches and paintings, those made at the start of my art career, and ending with works created in northern Ontario and points west down into the American Southwest. As to when I'll publish, probably not until next spring. In the meantime I intend to post a few of my poems.

WATERCOLOUR SKETCHES FROM HUCKLEBERRY ISLAND - GEORGIAN BAY