• This is an original piece written by the Ex-Tian Internet Mailing list, Bill Barnes, he has given me permission to post it here at the Island for you gentle reader! Enjoy.

  • God died today in the heart of another man.
    Ashes to ashes, dust to dust,
    And in this soil a seed is planted.

    God died today in the mind of another woman.
    The black dirt, the moist earth,
    From this new garden, wisdom grows.

    I was always taught that God died that I might live.
    I never realized how true this was.
    His death nourishes the seeds of wisdom, happiness, and freedom.

    This is a eulogy, a benediction.
    I am saddened by my loss,
    But know a better life is ahead of me.

    Love and hate marked this relationship.
    I loved this mythical invisible father.
    I hated the crotchety old judge.

    Like the child of an alcoholic,
    Or a battered wife, who still loves her husband,
    I am glad heís gone, but I still miss him.

    The new garden I have has wonderful plants,
    But I still have to pull weeds of doubt and guilt,
    Itís my responsibility now.

    As a child must grow and leave the safety of home,
    I have grown and left the eternal security of heaven.
    I have outgrown my god, and laid him to rest.

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