Don't Blame God by Alexandra Shankland by Alexandra Shankland | Page 7

DON’T BLAME GOD

Introduction
For Iris, Arty and P, there are no better friends or teachers, for the others along the
way and to come but most of all for my only child, for not having me committed.
Throughout the ages, any form of divination, prophecy, soothsaying or
spiritual mumbo jumbo has been greeted with a seesawing tradition of
acceptance or rejection. We crucified a man named Jesus Christ, yet
bestow our unbending faith upon him today. We burned the so-called
witches at the stake, as we appointed astrologers to the king’s court,
lauding them for their wisdom and guidance by the stars.
In this, the twenty first century, we eagerly seek out the modern day
witches for their predictive prowess, flippantly dismissing the science of
astrology as nothing more than entertaining flim-flam, shunted toward
the back pages of women’s magazines. We have both worshipped and
killed in the name of our beliefs; unseen Gods and personal truths.
Science battles blind faith for the ultimate accolade; proof of life eternal
and the completion of us. Louis Pasteur once said;
“How do you know that the incessant progress of science will not compel scientists
to consider that life has existed during eternity and not matter? How do you know that
in ten thousand years one will not consider it is more likely that matter has emerged
from life?”
In more recent times, greats such as Cayce, Moody, Monroe, ConanDoyle, Tesla and Tolstoy have all publicly mulled over the tr ]و