Regularly confronted with grief and death, pain and suffering, regularly confronted with ultimate loneliness, I still haven´t learned to believe, but I realize,
that God is a necessity, even if he doesn´t exist.
That´s why we had to invent him.
God has been taken as an excuse for all kinds of abuse,
for he is our creation.
But if we could believe that he is the reason and the answer for everything there is,
at least we had some answers.
And if we could believe him as friendly and generous,
that would offer us some of the solace we might need.
And even if he would exist, really exist,
we still would be responsible for how we live.