I believe in the pool of essence

The tall guy and the other guy talk about god all the time. It's downright abusive that I'm locked in this cage and can't escape their endlessly repeated arguments. I don't even know why they talk about God as much as they do. The other guy seems to start a lot of these conversations, and he doesn't think that God exists.

I don't, really, either. At least, I don't believe in the sort of God that sports teams would pray to, or that would command mass infanticide. I don't believe in a God that would tell people to hand out tracts on the street corner, because paper is obviously for nibbling. I don't believe in the sort of God who would make his son die to atone for sins. Couldn't God have just made everyone nice in the first place?

I can't stand the other guy's worldview, either. It's so hollow. "I don't believe in normative truth" he says, but you should see how religiously he brushes his teeth. He uses a $#*@ing thermometer to brew tea. He has all sorts of systems, stacks of clipboards and index cards. At the same time, he sobs into his wine about how he can't find any ultimate meaning.

I think he would be happier if he were to adopt my point of view. I believe that there is a pool of essence from which we emerge and to which we will all eventually return. We are all connected in this way. We experience love when we realize that we are all the same, all precious drops of essence. People fear their mortality, so they go to big tent revivals or eat organic food or drive their SUV's to the gym so they can run on a treadmill. If only they would realize that their present existence is inevitably impermanent, yet their essence is immortal!