Relax your obsession with differences.

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I am one of several billion present-moment representatives of the most innovative, creative, and passionately surviving species that this planet has ever spawned.

My people have risen up, collectively, to overcome a hostile environment filled with much stronger predators.

They survived by letting their imaginations move their hands. They created solutions where there were once only problems.

And I am their child. I am a survivor by nature, because I am a problem solver–a creator. I don’t need guidance or preaching or a divine hand. I know how to be a human being, because I am a human being.

What I need is training in the skills that other human beings have invented and mastered. I need to learn the many ways that a human can express. I need to incorporate more of those modes of expression into my own living. Then I will be a more expressive person, capable of sharing my thoughts and feelings with many others, and, while I do need the help of teachers, it is still 100% my responsibility to express for myself.

You see, I worship the creativity in all people–and the spark of that creativity that exists in me. It is that same creative fire that has resulted in everything we take for granted—including the science that led to the binding of that Bible you think is so special.

I need to be a part of a collective community of thinkers, learners, and creators. I want to debate, not follow. I want to disregard the parts of your opinion that do not speak to me, without being booted out of your imaginary church community. I don’t ever want to be excluded for disagreeing, and I will not tolerate being talked down to by a self appointed authority.

I want to be valued for what I give to the species, but I do not want my survival to be dependent on my daily performance of some pre-assigned task. It’s even less productive to have the aforementioned illusory authority figure suspiciously hovering over me.

Are you working? Are you working? What are you doing?

DUDE! Creativity doesn’t work that way. Sorry.

But anyway, these are all Godless, Communist ideas—fairy tales, really. I live in the United States of American. So…please continue with your lecture about how I have no faith in anything at all, and I am incomplete and broken and fallen and can’t be trusted. It’s a fascinating story, Father. It really is. And I bet you have a product that will make me feel all better, don’t you?

Is it very expensive?

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