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A brief history of gods


In the beginning were bacteria. They were bored. Millions of years of life will bore anyone. Even bacteria. They wanted escape from boredom. In spite of volcanic eruptions and other entertainments. In spite tectonic plates shifting whimsically. In spite of falling comets and asteroids.

Boredom is the most powerful agent of change. It can kill you. Or it can make you create new life. New life came. In various forms. Plants. They were bored soon. They longed to meet mate. And the mate was born.

Dinosaurs. They found it difficult to mate. Snakes crawled around and cockroaches flew around.  Some mated. Some devoured some others. The lion came claiming kingship. The lion was soon bored. The ape came mocking his boredom and running around on trees that the lion could not climb after mating and eating or eating and mating. When the lion was insulted enough into genetic humiliation, the ape descended from the tree and became man.

Man was bored sooner than all others. In spite of condoms. And other entertainments. So he sat down to meet and discuss. Brainstorming led by a CEO. “Let us create a god,” the most creative brain suggested. And they created a god in their own image.

Xerox copies of the god soon gained popularity. And they assumed new shapes. Avatars, the creators called them just for the sake of authority. Authority comes from the author of the new story.

New stories. New gods. New authors.

Somebody wanted to be the leader. He said, “We shall have only one god. All other gods are false.” A lot of blood flowed. Down many a stream.

History continues.  Gods rule.


Comments

  1. One of the leaders even suggested worshipping three goddesses but then put the blame on the two horned devil. And thus even the satans were invented and a choice to either follow the god or follow the satan was presented. I mean where is the NOTA option? Loved this work of yours.

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    1. The simple truth is there are no gods, no devils, except those created by people who want to boss over us.

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  2. Your account is brief but succinct. However, I have a humble suggestion that you modify the penultimate sentence. After the tribal who proclaimed he will be the only God and all gods were false, History stuck. Because his followers have sworn not to move even a millimetre further.

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    1. Thanks, US. True, history is dead in a way different from what Fukuyama predicted.

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  3. From bacteria to God is quite a journey.....:).....And everyday, new bacteria are on the rise....then there will be new gods who will fight with the old ones...

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    1. The history of life begins with bacteria and I think will end with them too. If man never existed, the earth would have been a rich planet in many ways. But the animals wouldn't have the brains to enjoy that richness. That's another paradox. So gods had to be born to provide all the entertainment. Violent though it be!

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  4. I don't think we will ever agree on 'God', but I like reading your writings - I like the way you express.
    I wish things were not so, that we would feel the need to negate God for peace.

    --Nimi
    www.NimiArora.com

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    1. Gods and their people have done much harm to me. i can't ever think of god(s) as anything but sinister creatures.

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