Dear Theists

[Mudhammam]

Theism is just a poetic label, understood by some of the more vulgar as an exquisite understanding (it's typically not) of some mythological anthropomorph residing in a dream made to appear real, a castle in the sky. A respectable version of theism simply views the projects of man, from his arts to his sciences, and sees them all pointing towards something too grand to capture in thought. It is an eternal abyss of beauty and horror, unity and plurality, all and nothing, order and chaos, subsumed by this idea of sufficient reason that beckons from within and without but remains either viciously circular or viciously regressive. The mystery is called God because such-and-such religious or philosophical traditions, from the ancients to the moderns, have always expressed deity in such a way and it has demonstrated this peculiar quality of continually resonating with individuals, or the community of individuals said person reveres, in a manner that feels transcendent. They don't claim to know anything with certainty but their life takes on more vividness when they put their trust in the ineffable as a source of hope in all circumstances, by means of the symbolic language their particular brand of theism employs.

That's the best I got. Does that get me a rep?