Sigh

"What are you talking about?" Zak sneered.

"I don't know. Its some kinda atheist cult. They deny God while trying to achieve Godhood. Go figure." Fred replied.

"Who are 'they'?" asked Zak annotating quotes with his hands.

"Well, I cannot elaborate on that exactly. You'll know if you are supposed to." quipped Fred.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa... what are you saying?" Zak's face twisted up in response. "You won't even tell me? We have always been honest with each other, what are you hiding?"

"I'm really not hiding much, these guys on the other hand... well, that is the conundrum. They claim science above all but like to tie religious iconography into their writs to describe their atheistic ways. It is something of a clusterfuck." Fred sipped at his coffee.

Zak spun his desk chair in a few circles before replying, "You know I'll find out, right?"

"That's is besides the point. I can't say, so whatever you find out on your own accord is your own business. I'm still trying to figure out how to dispel their words 'o wit. They call people who believe in a spiritual aspect "cheaters". I understand why but then again, I don't. How can you claim an objective outlook and deny all that has come before you? It pisses me off Zak. I'm so frustrated trying to figure out who is cheating who." Fred's head slumped back on its neck and he stared up to the ceiling.

Zak's eyes lit up as he sat up straight in his chair, "Oh like that Heaven's Gate cult in the late nineties?"

"Yeah, but not even close." said Fred with a wry grin. "Let's imagine I'm a cult leader for a second." Fred sneered back to Zak. "And lets say that I, the cult leader, wrote a book on how to defraud the IRS... ok? Then lets say I wrote another book on how to flawlessly pay your taxes. Would you trust me to give you financial advice?" Fred obnoxiously slurped at his coffee with an open look upon his face.

Eyebrows cinched into confusion, Zak chimed "What?"

"Exactly." retorted Fred. "Contradictions" he plucked a sharpened pencil from his desk and made an attempt to throw the pencil and make it stick into the ceiling but the pencil ricocheted off the ceiling tile to the carpet.

"These guys wrote the book of cheating then tell you not to cheat. They also removed God from God and expect their adherents to behave!" Fred suddenly stood up so fast that the back of his knees shot his wheeled chair halfway across the room. "With the level of power they speak, how is a man or woman to check themselves from committing evil? With that level of thinking there is no morality and the whole thing runs on consensus morality, meaning that it is wishy-washy bullshit."

He began pacing around the office.

"I don't want to hear shit about pretend God-men who deny God. Shame on them! Seriously, you cannot claim objective science and enter-twine religious iconography unless you are intending on manipulating or running that religion later." Fred was quasi-furious pacing around.

"Yes, science, true, honest science, need not drag in mythical notions to debase the foundations of what is, but these cult leaders seem to forget that all science was mysticism before it was shown otherwise. What is creativity or dreaming if not mystically delicious?" Fred stopped pacing to glare questionably at Zak.

Zak seemed as if he was also in deep thought but Fred continued before he could say anything.

"Obviously they are not Gods, otherwise they wouldn't need to justify their means. They would just be. They also argue that mankind was mentally retarded as of five thousand years ago. If prehistory man was so retarded then why do we all scratch our heads at the majesty of every megalithic site the world over?" Either the Gods, aliens or men built them. So who's fooling who? God damn this shit is frustrating!"

Zak nodded in half agreement, "Maybe you can keep God out of science but you can't keep science out of God?"

Fred rolled his eyes and sighed.