My problem with god is that
god is me.
My problem with god is that I believe I can hear it,
Yet it talks with my voice,
My problem with god is that it is nonexistent.
I don't feel god near me, in me, in all things alive,
In nothingness.
I don't feel a presence or an absence,
One must feel a presence first,To feel the absence later.
I don't find god, I only find me
And some of my lost alter egos,
My problem with god is that I cannot believe something
That I am forced to believe...
Need I say more?
My problem with god is not a problem at all,
I spend little time thinking about a god or any recycled series of gods,
But I spend a lot of time thinking about the greater things.
And if there is a god, then its creation - the universe with all of its details
Including us - has already become greater than it.
Why us? Because of thought.
Blame thought.
Thank thought.
But don't recycle thoughts. 

-Sibel Catana