Children Of Akhnaten

Congratulations, ye Children of Akhenaten! I know some of you like to think of yourselves as Muslims, or Christians, or Jews, for that matter, but we both know your basic operating premise is that of Akhenaten, otherwise known as the destroyer of gods and diversity. The fascism is old and runs deep. The mono-theising of religion did more than just destroy hundreds of gods; it essentially neutered the natural world and led to the inherent resentment all those religions have for life on earth in favor of a life everlasting in post-life Disneyland. That’s not even the worst of it, though. The localization of so-called spiritual effects, whether spatially in temples, churches, and mosques, or temporally through discrete temporal containers such as ‘Christmas’ or ‘Ramadan’ inherently creates a disconnect between people and the base natural spirituality that they would otherwise have to confront on a daily basis. This isn’t fiction on my part. This is fact. People behave a little better inside a church or a mosque, and they supposedly try to behave a little better when it’s Christmas or Ramadan. It’s cute until you realize it’s just a wife-beater buying flowers cause today just happens to be Valentine’s day, and that somehow that should make up for all the bruises he’s otherwise inflicted on his wife. Long before you divided yourself up into random denominations based, in most cases, on accidents of birth and geography, you were sperm and egg, with the potential to be a full human being, to be complete without Akhenaten’s curse weighing heavily on your back. Akhenaton is your yoke.