The Cry Baby

“Even when I walk through a dark valley, I feel no harm. For you are at my side, your rod and staff give me courage…” Psalm 23:3. These could only be the childish cries of a cry baby. One who has been taught to believe that superstitions and myths are facts, so that as a faithful believer, the clergy of his religion has full control over his life’s purpose. The control comes under the guise of “god” developed out of fear, continues to exist in fear, and ruled by fear. This fear is god itself: fear of the unknown, fear of death, fear of the mystery, fear of reality, fear of not being wanted or needed, indeed, fear of being different. In the meantime, the power of the clergy comes from nowhere except from human ignorance. Poch Suzara