squeeble

God is a thin veneer of artificial mystery, painted feverishly onto the interior of a vast cavern of knowledge which is ever-growing. Every gap, every single crack in that cavern, is hailed as a well-spring, a seeping-out of God - by the oblivious faithful for whom the truth, that it is the seeping-in of the hand-painted mystery, is anathema.

Each time scientific advance is made, each and every single time a knowledge is wrested from the walls of the cavern, a crack is forced open to view what is inside. The wonders of the universe open to reveal their splendor and glory, with more cracks and gaps beyond to explore. All that the faithful see is another surface to paint, with more cracks