THE BIRTH AND DEATH OF AN ATHEIST

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This work should serve as a public document to confirm the truth that, years before my death, was already a faithful and a happy atheist. This is also to defend my atheism less it will be told that I retracted or begged a priest to give me extreme unction before I died to insure my place in heaven with God. Or worst, that as a proverbial atheist on a deathbed, I consented to receive the sacraments as a safeguard, "just in case." Or, that moments before I left this world, a Jesuit theologian whispered into my ear something like: -"try and find it in your heart to forgive God." It is, indeed, an ungodly mission to whisper to the ear of a dying man.

                                                                                                                                                                                               I have no wish for rewards after I leave this world. I have already won the greatest reward any man can enjoy in this life:- the restoration of the most priceless treasure once stolen away from me as a child while in school: - my most precious mind. Indeed, a human mind that is always needed to question everything for the foundation of one's spiritual growth and intellectual maturity. After my death, I desire no funeral service in church. I should like, however, a banner draped over my coffin to read: "Poch died intellectually sober, and not drunk with religious lies." And below – these words also written:"Today, it's me. Tomorrow, it's you." I have no need of prayers for my so-called " immortal soul." I do not want friends, relatives, and associates to view my lifeless body inside my coffin. I entirely agree with Will Durant. In his Pleasures of Philosophy, he wrote:"death, like style, is the removal of rubbish, the excision of the superfluous."As soon as I am dead, I should wish to be immediately cremated. Then I want my ashes spread inside or outside the Manila Cathedral. If that were not possible, however, I wish my ashes spread around plants with flowers in a living forest. I only wish to be remembered, if at all, as an individual who tried his best to live his life by trying his best to leave this world a better place than he found it; indeed, that I found on this earth not only purpose, but also meaning for having lived. In my lifetime, If I have hurt love-ones, friends and relatives both emotionally and psychologically, please accept the fact that I was trying my best to provoke your thoughts.

If there is anything I regret about my life, it was, during those wasted bitter years, when I was a faithful lunatic or more referred to as a sick and a devout and a faithful follower as a sick student being frightened to always be a faithful believer - - -  Poch Suzara



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