God is a being defined by numerous religions, cultures, ethnicities, and communities. God, to me, is the Judeo-Christian God. Yaweh. Jesus Christ, Son of God. Abba Father. The Holy Spirit. Messiah. Jehovah. Savior. Anchor of my Soul.

Who is God?

My God's not dead. I have faith in a being greater than myself. I have found a belief that gives me access to a deep spirituality that is a positive force in my life. My God can be an jerk. My God can be wrathful, ruthless, and incomprehensible. But He is MY God. He is also loving. Caring. Gentle. Clear.

Death... God being dead would have to assume that God is a living creature/being that was created/born. That God has a time limit. That God is of our understanding. That time is not a creation of humanity.

Time is a creation of human understanding. God surpasses our understanding. God is an eternal being. He was not created nor born. So can God die? Probably not.

It's a pain in the ass, right? All this vague "God talk" and blind faith continues to frustrate me as well. I don't really know much "for sure" in my religion. What I do know is that my faith makes me a better person. Praying gives me hope. When I'm praying, God becomes my friend. God can't be dead to me because my faith keeps him alive.

So is God dead?

The question is: what do you believe?

i was made in america

land of the free, home of the brave

but my skin ain’t america

yellow and brown, the invisible slaves

my history is gone

the ocean conceals it

the ships are forgotten

america, explain this

lost in the ocean of confusion

the pacific passage, forgotten at sea

we don’t talk about the yellow, the brown

covered by america’s supremacy

you promised us, america

a promise of a new life

you lied to us, america

uncle sam turned up with a knife

‘yellow peril’ became my name

‘docile women’ now my identity

forever silenced by my sex

my skin is my invisibility

america, i’m still waiting

not black, not white

i’m stuck in the middle

fighting the air for a right to life

but i'm rooted here america

assimilation is my curse

erasing my differences

american-izing my hearse