Where The Gods Live

Hi JP
we are certainly a species of thinkers. It is interesting how no matter where you go on this planet, we have conjured up the idea of a greater being at play. Also it is interesting how often we perceive that being to be in our own image. Slightly vein I feel, or maybe we lack the ability to imagine something beyond the scope of ourselves. Maybe we are all part of that universal consciousness and it is merely bleeding into our thoughts the answers to life and our place in it. Whatever, your poem for me reminds me of how much we still have to learn about ourselves and the nature of existence

Thanks JP  :) x  

Do they exist though? You see more and more I'm beginning to understand...this....
from the time we are born there is someone in charge. Parents, teachers, employers, local leaders, government, religious figures, hero's. We actively seek something more than ourselves do we not...someone to lead us...anywhere...because life without meaning is overwhelmingly pointless. 
No surprise then that a lot of people cut lose from structure suffer mental health problems. If to die is the absolute end then there would be absolutely no point at all in the farce of living. We have evolved a certain intelligence...we know this. Do gods actually exist John or do we need them to...just like we need the air to breath...to make sense of the carnage of life? Not saying these are my views...I chew it all over...so far swallowing none of it...Great write ...x