There is nobody at home in the universe, or so we are told, over and over again, in so many different ways. God no longer sits on his throne, and we are free to get on with life without any interference or restraint. Maybe that should make us happy, but we don't seem to be. Is freedom from God all it's cracked up to be? What are we free for in a world without meaning? We are just a bunch of chemicals, an accident of nature, or so we are told now that's inspiring. Free to do whatever we want, but what do we want that's the million-dollar question. Free to seek happiness, but where do we find it? Sex, drugs and rock and roll, but many have tried it only to find it deadens the soul. Maybe, money is the answer, but so many rich people are miserable sods, who are never satisfied always wanting more. Perhaps, power is the answer, but who on earth loves a power-hungry megalomaniac. Could it be that we need to chase experience, but where does it end, where does the next high come from before it all gets ever so weary. Maybe, we feel all alone not because God has departed the universe, but because we have abandoned God and so he as abandoned us at least for a little while.
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