by Onyeka Nwelue
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I’ve never understood the Concept of God. It is amusing and at once, charming. I’m awed at anyone who came up with such School of Thought. He must have been a very brilliant person. However, in my opinion, he helped propagate lies and deceit. These two things have swallowed up the world. Of course, even if the theory of a supernatural dude is real, it doesn’t mean he’s a GUY. I generally feel the concept is flawed, completely flawed. It is annoying to people like me when you think of some Big Brother who sits on some golden throne, staring at the world with his left hand under his chin, smiling.
The very first day I moved into the seminary, (Mother said they had a vision that I would become a Priest), I began to doubt the idea of a God that controls the events of the physical world, because I felt he really doesn’t know the world to even control it. Let us break it down this way: the seminarians are not saints, but they are meant to be saints. They are meant to bless the communion you take during services and masses, but what happens after all? They turn around to be ghosts and beasts. They are like viruses. They ‘weed’ behind the dormitories while prayers are going on. They throw shit, wrapped in nylon from rooftops and the young boys become sex machines to young female teachers, especially the sexually repressed Youth Corps who always wanted to have them at home. Of course, these are supposed men of God. On Sundays, the Chapel Prefect who had molested a junior student sexually walks up to the pulpit to preach about hell to the same sets of students he keeps molesting and bullying.
And a God is watching!
I don’t care about how many people will hate me for this, but let me tell you something: I’m tired of all the defenders of God trying to make me look foolish. Yes, someone will say only a fool believes in his heart that there’s no God. I don’t know of any God that will create something he won’t like. Seriously, I won’t be a lord and never watch over my folk. It is never done. So, the defenders of God just wait and answer all the questions I will pose to you. I know you will answer and I know you will say they ARE what God wants. How so? How come even men know God’s thoughts? It is interesting. So, I want to ask these questions.
Why do beggars beg in the name of God when they have a GOD that can actually solve their problems? Why did those jobless guys in front of Tribeca say that if I give them God will make me rich when they are SO poor? Why does God let people kill women and children, his weak creatures? Why can’t God heal an amputee? Why do people kill in the name of God and he can’t do anything about it? Why does God like to be thanked with money called offering? Why is there a fixed date to ‘worship’ God? Does God believe in any God? Why is God invisible? Why is he inaccessible?
These are obviously questions from someone who wants to know God. Yes, I want to know God. I want to find him. I want to be convinced about his existence. Not possible? Then, I’ll let it be.
And for God to exist, then someone created Him, because his defenders always say that everything has a beginning. So, what is the beginning of God? Is the beginning of God Genesis? Did Man create God then and then said that God said, ‘Let there be light and there was light.’? Dammit. Hate me. Kill me. The God Symphony is a lame one. I can’t sing to it. It is annoying and it doesn’t work for people like me.
I’m tired of trying to ‘keep my opinions’ to myself as most Christians (because Moslems don’t care when I show my hate for GOD) always want me to. As if Christians ‘keep their opinions to themselves’?
When Jos happened, I asked questions and they said God knows the best. I think the guys with matchets and guns know the best. So, dearest defenders of God, get a rope and try to strangle me anytime you see me.
I was reading a magazine recently and a certain demented celebrity was asked a question: Do you believe in God? And the demented celebrity gave a very demented answer which was: ‘Oh, I’m so Nigerian, so I believe in God.’ You believe in God because you are Nigerian? That is the most interesting answer I’ve got in my entire life. Maybe not yet. But so far.
Nevertheless, it is true. I’m atheist, living with people who don’t know what they believe in. They believe because they were born to. They believe because they feel they can only find happiness and calmness with it. They believe because they don’t want to regret at the end. They are scared of the Unknown and I call them the Followers of Fear!