Life is getting better the more I've stayed around. You would have thought I'd have become fed up of life and people by this time but I haven't. I'm still not particularly enamoured with life but I'm impressed with how people cope with it. I'm impressed how we all manage to stay sane and reasonably civil when the odds are so irreversibly stacked against us. Despite a malevolent force up there, we manage to coexist. Without much help from anywhere else we've managed to stay civil and not end up killing each other. We've overridden our natural inclination to get rid of everyone who seems a threat. I'd say we've done pretty well without any proper guidance. I can wake up tomorrow and not feel threatened and not fear for my life. Despite the hardships man has to go through he hasn't imploded upon himself. Is there a god? Does it matter? We've looked after ourselves for long enough. On the whole, we've done a cracking job. When God has absented himself for so long and we've learnt to do without him he has no right to show his face. And we have every right to be happy with the way we've conducted ourselves. God left the party too soon. He is now defunct. I can wake up tomorrow in my own bed and feel safe. God didn't do that for me. My fellow man and woman did it for me. Somewhere along the way we learned to look after ourselves and on the whole I think we've done it quite well.