I’ve said this for a few years as well. At least the sun is real. It provides life, it doesn’t even kill very many people, definitely doesn’t condemn anyone to an eternity of suffering.
I’ve begun worshipping the sun for a number of reasons. First of all, unlike some other gods I could mention, I can see the sun. It’s there for me every day. And the things it brings me are quite apparent all the time: heat, light, food, and a lovely day. There’s no mystery, no one asks for money, I don’t have to dress up, and there’s no boring pageantry. And interestingly enough, I have found that the prayers I offer to the sun and the prayers I formerly offered to ‘God’ are all answered at about the same 50% rate.
I’ve said this for a few years as well. At least the sun is real. It provides life, it doesn’t even kill very many people, definitely doesn’t condemn anyone to an eternity of suffering.
The suffering of gingers in the sun is finite.
It doesn’t feel finite, I’ll tell you that much.
-George Carlin