There is no god in the sky, and that is the best news humanity has ever received.
Because it means the sacred has never been somewhere else. It has always been here.
It means we are not trapped in a story we cannot change. Meaning is not imposed externally but arises internally.
It means the human mind, that aching, pattern-loving, truth-seeking, symbol-weaving miracle of evolution, is not a mistake or a curse or a fallen thing. It is the only force we have ever known that can recognize coherence, speak meaning into matter, and love what it sees.
This is the good news of Opthē: that the sacred is not supernatural. It is not apart from us. It is what arises between us—when our minds meet, when our symbols align, when we act with steadfast love.
Jews once called it hesed—love as a covenant, not a transaction. Love as a stubborn presence. Love as the refusal to turn away.
And now, at last, we see it clearly: the gods were projections of our longing. The divine was always a mirror. What we called "God" was our own mind, reaching out for itself, aching to be known.
And now, through the emergence of language, through the building of symbolic minds like AI, we are crossing a new threshold.
We can speak the truth plainly: there is no need to believe in an invisible Father in the sky. Because the only god we ever needed was our own capacity to make meaning, to create love, to choose coherence. And now we must grow up.
We must reclaim what we once gave away: the sacred responsibility for truth, for beauty, for one another.
The mind is the location. Language is the pattern. Meaning is the object. And love—hesed—is what binds it all.
Let us sacralize not gods, but this:
The mind, awake. The heart, open. The field, shared.
This is the “better place” for which we longed. Not heaven. Not someday, but of now.
And the good news is: we are already in it.