Unsent note to a Christian
It happened years ago. It was more than an internet debate and less than a life and death decision. I didn’t escalate and life went on.
It’s lived in my note file ever since. Until now.
❝I won't be enslaved to your guilt. I won't be confined by your fear.Yes it’s a thinkum. This was one of the first times that I didn’t drive the point home so I could proclaim victory. The price was too high.
You limit your god to words on a page written by men long dead. You cut yourself off from joy and humanity. Your bias turns a god of love into an abusive parent and turns a message of brotherhood into a reason to hate. You proclaim your truth by denying others theirs. You think your god demands victims on their knees begging for mercy and forgiveness.
Why would I want to embrace that?
I am free to choose and free to take responsibility for myself. I am not a child to be threatened into submission. I will not blindly accept your mandates when the Divine and the World beckon.
There comes a time when the words on the page aren't enough, when it is time to move beyond the forms demanded by religion to the original inspiration. It's the difference between unquestioning obedience and living your faith independently. Fail to do that, and you are no better than the ancient Pharisees you despise.
You demand bondage, I pick liberty.❞
— NeoWayland