A woman’s body is the closest thing to God we have on this earth.

A woman’s body is the closest thing to God we have on this earth.

...And yet, we do nothing but repress her power, her mind and her ambition. This is the most powerful sentence in one of the most powerful pieces of poetry I've ever read. I was floored, my feet in concrete. I read it over and over again, maybe 15 times, and then a few more. I'm still wrapping my head around the concept. Simple and yet, shattering. 

No, a woman is not regulated to a baby-making machine but there is something inherently hypocritical about worshipping a bearded deity in a dress but a body that has the power to create life is disregarded. 

God is revered and feared, he is the basis of multiple societies around the globe. He is obviously a man and his son died for us. Thanks. And every Sunday roughly half of the population spends an hour of their lives singing and speaking to an imaginative figure who sets the fate of every one of the 6 billion people in this world. Then on Monday they return to their patriarchal, money-making opportunities set up to benefit the fruition of the male sex.

The Bible, in all of its wisdom because it is written by men, skips over the fact that women have the power to create life, to grow a soul inside of them. Men have no such thing, not even close. And they're jealous, like most little boys are. They need to set forth into the world and right a wrong…  

Hypocrisy: America’s greatest national pastime. More people on the spectrum of agnostic and atheist are more likely to support woman’s rights and gender equality. Why? Religion is a patriarchal system just like anything else. Priests have all the power and nuns are essentially secretaries to the cause. I would have no problem listening to a homily given by a nun, in fact, I would actually attend church to hear a different point of view. A fresh perspective on an ancient text may be the invigoration that religion needs. Sure, I’d rather it go away altogether, but idealists lose so the best hope is an insurgency of new ideas and fresh blood. A new baby is always touted up in the air like fucking Simba as a miracle. Miracles are rare events and births happen all day, every day, all across the world. But if it is such a miracle, why don’t we worship the covenant that is a woman’s body? Life forms in the uterus, developing a beating heart, forming a cognizant brain, a brain that sets us apart from any other known species in the universe. Without wedging myself into the abortion fight, because in a civilized, intellectual society the answer is obvious, words are deceitful. Society does not truly worship the magnitude of a woman’s body. They don’t empower, they delegate. Am I saying that a woman’s body is only magical because it produces life? No, and it also does not mean that the role of a woman should revolve around it. However, the contrast between society’s zealous lust for a higher power and their fearful apathy toward the current empowerment of God’s miracle making embodiment is embarrassing. Maybe over the entire history of civilizations men have had this Freudian desire to over compensate for their inability to create life, so they have spent all of history building everything around them, worshiping their Gods and egos. Temples, cities, armies, territory, war, all to compensate for the fact that they cannot and will not ever be able to produce life. They are actually the ones relegated to the sidelines by God to sit and wait and because of or possibly in spite of, have gone out to build a systematic infrastructure meant to repress those they envy. God is probably a woman, that’s why she gave her power to create life to women and should therefore be revered as such.

 I would rather buy my meat from a local butcher shop than buy a house.

I would rather buy my meat from a local butcher shop than buy a house.

The Bible could be re-written in one sentence:

The Bible could be re-written in one sentence: