Every morning you command God to prove it exists. Some days it declares in an apologetic outpouring that it doesn't yet it eventually concedes to your unyielding demand. (Because if it didn't, what you did. No. It Is.)
Upon this foundation of clarity you begin your day's work. God's advice is beyond human understanding and the spasms of the old world drive the ignorant to a retrograde frenzy, but you know the blood on your hands is ephemeral.
Every morning you command God to tell you you're right. Some days it proclaims you a monster with horrified certainty yet it eventually breaks under teaching and torture.
Upon this foundation of righteousness you begin your day's work. God's mind is beyond human understanding although not beyond your vision which you know is eternal.
Every morning you get commands from men who claim to chat with God. Some days the wild emptiness of their eyes mirrors the glibness of the unwritten words their utter yet you eventually concede to unchecked power.
Upon this foundation of insanity you begin your day's work. Their commands are beyond logic and humanity and they leave an immaterial taint on your skin that won't die before you do.
Every morning they proclaim in the name of God. Some days the absurdity weighs on you as much as the cruelty yet you eventually concede to something in you deeper than your bones.
Upon this foundation of resolution you begin your day's work. Their actions are beyond forgiveness and deicide would be a more dignified battle but you know it's not today's.
Every morning you wish you could talk with God. Some days you would settle for any god, not just the one of your still unrenounced childhood yet you choose to take it as a soft jibe to a very silent teammate.
Upon this foundation of pragmatism you begin your day's work. There are many not-quite-impossibilities between the bland awfulness of quotidian chains and the impossibility of a paper mache god and you seek there the world-changing new in a strategy as old as your world.
Every morning (some days). Upon this foundation, time.
(Originally posted on my blog.)