Worship

The idea that you would worship the One Universe is simply absurd.

The concept, a slave should worship his master, is complete bullshit on two counts: the manifest, that a slave should endure more than his soul can bare; and the latent, that the Universe is our master.

We should no more worship the Universe than our red bloods cells should worship us.

Sure, we provide a nice home and a bitchin’ job to all employable reds, but they’re doing us a favor as much as we are doing them.  And, all unemployable red blood cells, the dead ones, are reabsorbed, becoming a different little bit of ourselves.

We have a part to play for the Universe and the Universe provides for us all that we need to enjoy it. We’re working for each other, as parts of One and the same.

Love is made up of equal parts caring, sharing, warmth, responsibility, and respect. Let’s share some love with the Universe.