When I was a kid, I was fairly certain I was going to be an artist. My best friend (at the time) and I were always the “artists” in class when we were young. It was strangely competitive between us. She had a very good handle on realism, which is a set of skills that non-artists really respect. If you could copy a picture line for line by hand, you were considered the great artist (to untrained, untalented hacks, of course). But it was generally accepted that while my skills in realistic duplication were sub par, my interpretation was superior. I put much of myself in every drawing. She drew the perfect fish to see, I drew the fish you could identify with.
I thought that there was a place for my genius in the artistic world, but alas, I was (and have often been) ahead of my time. I held on to the idea for some time, but one day something changed. I have spoken about it before on here. A substitute teacher came in and demanded that we draw a picture of what we thought God looked like. Being an atheist even then, I was offended, but instead of lashing out, I chose to make a statement about my view of these types of things. I drew a picture of the solar system. My statement: There is no god, only the universe and all that is in it.
I was very advanced for a child, I will admit. And perhaps that was threatening to this man. What I didn’t tell you before, because it was too painful to remember, was that he completely rejected it. He called me a fool! And then he told me, a child with a fragile sense of self, that I was worthless as an artist and should never torture anyone with my depictions again.
I was a child and knew no better than to listen to what adults told me. I believed that he was right and gave up my dreams of being an artist.
That’s right. A Christian destroyed my childhood dreams, and ultimately, a Christian took away my childhood. How could I ever go back from that? How could I trust again?
I forged ahead as an atheist, turning my entire life towards science. As I grew older, I realized that truth could be only found in science’s cold, unfeeling clutches. As I was exposed to more and more Christians, I saw them trying to undermine this truth and make the world into something that further destroyed my sense of identity and dreams. Every time I had a conversation with a Christian about some kind of important fact of everyday life, I find myself being able to blame them for all these years of pain and hardship that I have had to endure. I began to develop ideas that simultaneously shocked and calmed me. I was shocked that I was genius enough to think of such things. I was calmed because they made so much sense during a time of such chaos.
But, I am civilized and realize that my radical opinions would alienate me from those close to me. I struggled with this for a long time, but as I found people who were like minded, I felt more comfortable being who I am. I didn’t feel like my heart was black, or that my ideas were crazy. I felt that I was exactly right, but as long as I had a small community to make me feel safe, I could keep them to myself.
So, imagine my surprise when I open this blog today to find that Shaun and Ginny have…become Christians. Not only did they sacrifice a goat without inviting me (something we had often talked about doing as an exciting evening out), but they converted to Christianity and publicly DUMPED ME because of the very things about me that I have thought they loved. I read the words. My heart was torn asunder. I collapsed into a wailing ball of tears and whimpering.
And then I woke up.
Once again, Christianity has caused my dreams of happiness to be destroyed. Once again, my heart has been stomped on by the likes of Christian ideology. And with Christianity’s one last assault on me, clarity was mine. I will no longer be quiet about the things brewing in my mind. They must be spoken and THEY SHALL BE HEARD.
I am working on a draft of a new book about my struggle. And you must understand that my struggle is YOUR struggle just the same. Our hopes and dreams, our self worth, everything that we are has been under constant threat by the Christian hordes. In it I will outline my vision of the perfect future. In brief, the perfect future will involve a government led by cold, hard, unwavering reason. Only the smartest and purest of mind shall be parts of this government, and then, by nature of evolution, by natural selection, the populace shall become the same. Reprogramming attempts shall be made on those who do not initially fit the mold. Those who can not be reprogrammed shall be eliminated, but not before their feeble minds can be used for something worthwhile in the world of science.
It is my hope, and it is my assumption that science will INDEED replace god in the hearts and minds of all who call themselves citizens of Earth and I shall be at the forefront of the revolution. All will know my name and those who have chosen oppose me now will certainly learn to regret it.
So, Shaun, I thank you once again for providing me with own Great Awakening. You have unlocked my potential, and soon all others will be awakened to the truth as well. Mark this day, April 1st, as the day the world became aware of the glorious future. Won’t you join me on this great journey towards ultimate enlightenment? The journey starts with this single step today.