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CW: CW: a little philosophy, existential shrugging, and cats claiming divine authority.
I am an Epicurean agnostic deist.
Which sounds terribly complicated, but is actually quite simple.
I don't know whether there is a God, or several. Maybe there is. Maybe there isn't. I don't really know, and (this is the important bit) I don't particularly feel the need to know.
The universe is under no obligation to explain itself to me, and I am under no obligation to invent certainty where none is available.
But if there is a creator, I imagine them rather like an author who finished an enormous, complicated, occasionally beautiful manuscript, put down their pen, and walked away.
The work continues. The characters are on their own. The author is not popping back in every five minutes to rearrange the furniture, punish someone for wearing the wrong trousers, or decide which football team deserves divine favour.
And the Epicurean part?
That may be the most important bit of all.
I don't believe in living in fear. Not of gods. Not of death. Not of punishment. Not of some cosmic headteacher waiting to tell me I've been very naughty indeed. Been there, done that, minus the cosmic part. ;)
I believe in tranquillity. Friendship. Love. Thinking carefully. Being kind. Causing as little unnecessary suffering as possible.
And pleasure. Not endless excess, but the quiet, genuine pleasures of being alive.
Good food. Good coffee. Good conversation. People you love. A comfortable place to sit. A long walk. An afternoon in a park beneath old trees, watching the world happen around you.
And cats.
Obviously, cats are divine.
Perhaps Thor exists. Perhaps Bastet exists. Perhaps they are both busy. Perhaps neither exists in the way people imagine gods exist.
But when a cat climbs onto my lap, looks at me with ancient and absolute authority, and demands worship in the form of snacks, I feel that the theological evidence is at least worth considering.
So there you have it.
I don't know.
Maybe.
The creator, if there was one, has probably walked away from their work.
And in the meantime, I intend to love my friends, sit in parks, drink cocktails, pet cats, think deeply, be occasionally mischievous, and enjoy this strange little bit of existence while I've got it.
That seems quite enough theology for one lifetime. ππ³πβ¨
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