God Is an Atheist: A Novella for Those Who Have Run Out of Time, is going to be published in June. You can pre-order now. I categorize it alongside Richard Beymer’s Imposter.
Even if you’re not sure about the literary handling of nondualism, but you support the nonduality genre, then please consider reading this work.
This book is a gavotte of literary styles and daydreams. It compels you to become a partner and leads you to an understanding of God that is beyond belief.
One moment the writing reminds me of the wild-eyed Richard Beymer caught in the fantastic world knot of “contrived identity” in his psychological confession, Impostor.
Next moment a sensible philosophical warrior steps up.
That dynamic between the wild-eyed and the sensible, the wearing of one joker’s shoe and one wingtip, drives the story.
The foam of humor spills over the edges and down the sides.
In parts the author is freely catching images:
“I had a dream last night (I think it was a dream in any case) and in it I was reading the TMZ.com website where there was an account of Richard Dawkins and the Pope as secret lovers revealed, with photos of the two grinning in bed with their morning cappuccino, apparently listening to Puccini.”
Then there are stories. One of my favorites is the one about Eddie Buddha, the cousin of Gautama Buddha. Eddie was never remembered because he did not leave his wife and kid and renounce the world. He hung around. He went to delis at night with his best buddy. The following paragraph I found warm to the touch. This might reveal something about the writer:
“I wanted a life like Eddie Buddha’s that was clear, straightforward, regular and unfettered by the dogma of belief. I wanted a life that was compelling, which is an interesting word, meaning undeniable, gripping, but I wanted it compelled by truth. Compelling is the force exerted from the future into the past as organized by our mind. There is nothing compelling other than what you actually express, nothing before, nothing after.”
You’ll recognize much of your own foolishness or confabulations, hopefully with humor and peace. Listen:
“There remains this nagging question about the universe as it is, which is something like: ‘Why?’ In the immortal words of the blues queen Jenn Cleary, ‘Why, oh why, can’t there be peace in our world?’
“Why is there suffering? Why old age? Why pain? Why Barry Manilow? Why is it set up like this? I turned to God for an answer.
“God would have none of it. He was hustling me towards a Quick Stop where He was intent on acquiring some Slim Jim Beef Jerky.”
This is a work of true madness and mad truth. Reading it might put an end to the endless chewing on beef jerky and bring the reader face to face with Eddie Buddha’s unfettered life, God’s “none of it,” or the Pope’s cappuccino. (Actually don’t look for anything meaningful in the cappuccino, it just sounds good.)