The natural world has a language. It’s beautiful, clear, and crisp like a bubbling spring. It’s broad and fathomless like the sea that foams and fizzes at the shore- inviting us to explore. It can be formidable and relentless to press us on, like a mountain promising pleasant views at its peak. The Universe speaks! It is beautiful and good. And only speaks what is true!

If it told lies it would be ugly, like insurance commercials on T.V.. By reason, it would also be bad.

That explains why I believe there is a Being behind the scenes. There’s the language of the natural world; and also, life doesn’t just emerge out of nowhere. Atheists have a tough road to prove that claim.

That entity I imagined must experience delight from all these beautiful things like I do. Otherwise, they have no purpose. Why do a thing if joy and good for those you love was not the end result?

Modern man believes in his own ability and his machines. But, I believe such a thing as delight, or ‘conscience’ as Carl Jung says, is evidence of an other world I am pursuing.

In fact, it may be said that I am just following a story- like journalists used to do. And, that this Being is the story to some degree. I am just observing it with rubber ball point pen in hand.