The Gods Did Not Die
How Secularism Hid Them in Plain Sight
Modern secularism claims to have liberated humanity from religion. By mocking religion as folklore, promoting atheism, agnosticism, or deism as “neutral” stances, and discouraging any meta-analysis of reality, it presents itself as progress beyond superstition. But this is an illusion. Secularism has not eliminated gods. Gods are alive in the hierarchies, systems, and idols of everyday life. And you are already worshipping them, whether you know it or not.
The categories of atheism, agnosticism, and deism are incoherent. They pretend neutrality while assuming a fatal error: that “God” is a being among beings, something you can point to empirically. But God was never an item in the universe. God is the coherence that makes the universe intelligible at all, the necessary ground at the level of being. By obscuring this, secularism outlawed objective discernment right at the foundation. From childhood on, you are trained to think that discourse about the whole set of contingent beings is meaningless, mystical, or taboo. This may just be the first time you have ever thought of this in your entire life.
This grooming begins early. Schools teach children to treat ‘beliefs’ like skin color or ethnicity, untouchable traits that cannot be questioned. Under the banner of inclusivity, objective coherence at the level of being is denied. The very framework that could ground genuine inclusivity, an impartial standard rooted in reality itself, is replaced with superficial inclusivity, where incoherent beliefs are protected simply because they are tied to identity. In this way, critical thinking about truth collapses into tribalism, and children grow up defending ideas not for their coherence, but for the identity they signal. Ethics is reduced to slogans: “be kind,” “respect differences,” “don’t judge.” Children learn to navigate good and bad through sentimental moralism, rather than through the recognition that existence itself is objectively contingent. They are never taught to observe the universe as the set of equally contingent beings. They never learn that objectivity is necessary in discerning fairness, that coherence requires a reference point, that hierarchies go unnoticed when objectivity is not considered.
Those at the top of the totem pole are not ignorant of this. On the contrary, they are acutely aware of objectivity at the level of being, because leveraging it is how they got there. They know that everything in existence is contingent and fragile, and they engineer hierarchies that keep others from ever realizing this truth for themselves. That is how they rose to power in the first place, by weaponizing what is real while feeding everyone else sentimental stories and subjective distractions. The result is a society where the masses are groomed into weakness, dependence, and perpetual confusion, while those at the top quietly exploit the very logic hidden from the rest.
Were you ever taught in school to analyze contingency? To observe the various parameters each and every being’s existence depends upon at any given moment? To recognize this reality as a complex interconnected web of contingency? To see fairness of this web requiring objectivity? Most likely not. Instead, you were told never to discuss religion, because religion is folklore tied to demographics. To critique it would be “intolerant.” This guarantees that the one question that matters most, what makes reality cohere, is never raised.
Meanwhile, media reinforces the lesson. From cartoons to family shows to novels, the masses are bombarded with the same script: If God exists, why doesn’t He show Himself? Why can’t I see Him? This reframes God as a fictional superhero who refuses to appear, a being hiding among beings. Skepticism is planted before a child even knows what contingency means. By adulthood, people have internalized the assumption that God is either a myth or an absent character. They never learn that the real question is not if God exists, but whether reality can exist coherently without an objective ground of reference.
This is not liberation. It is gaslighting. It is like refusing to teach arithmetic because arithmetic awareness doesn’t fit the greater narrative. No one calls arithmetic indoctrination. It is a tool for reason. So why is teaching people to analyze contingency objectively treated as indoctrination? Even parents say they do not want to “impose religion” on their children, but in practice this means depriving them of the very tools to see through exploitative hierarchies.
Religions, too, have contributed to this confusion. Many traditions have transformed the rational recognition of contingency into ritual, dogma, and paradox. Instead of teaching adherents to see the world as a contingent web that needs to be studied objectively, these traditions often blur the distinction between myth and ontology. Worse, they can encourage tribalism, teaching societies to mock or attack those who belong to other traditions rather than cultivating objective awareness. The result is a double failure: the rational recognition of contingency is obscured, while secularism uses that obscurity to dismiss all religion as irrational or oppressive.
Thus the fine line: if we speak too carelessly, we risk empowering ritualists who perpetuate dogma without objectivity. But if we remain silent, we leave the field open to secular systems that masquerade as “neutral” while turning every hierarchy into a god for exploitation. The point is not to choose between religion and secularism as commonly practiced, but to recover the capacity both have buried, to see the set of contingent beings objectively, and to recognize that coherence requires a non-contingent ground.
The cost of losing this capacity is visible everywhere. Without it, people cannot see that hierarchies are inevitable, blind to the very gods they deny. Wherever there is a top, there must be a bottom. When coherence at the level of being is denied, the apex does not vanish, it is seized by equally contingent, vulnerable power. That is why you already worship. You worship through your labor, your money, your clicks, your dependencies. You sacrifice to corporations, to banks, to governments, to celebrities, to social movements, to the endless churn of culture. Every hierarchy demands allegiance, and you give it daily.
Think about loans. You bend your life to interest schedules and debt penalties. Food systems dictate what you can eat, at what cost, and with what nutritional value. Social media and entertainment mold your desires, fears, and perceptions of self-worth. Your relationships and emotional dependence feed systems that thrive on vulnerability. All of these are gods of willful ignorance; power you obey and, in turn, exploit you while you are imagining freedom.
But it goes deeper. Hierarchies don’t only dominate your paycheck or your diet. They colonize your inner life. You are taught that self-worth comes from validation, so you worship approval. You are taught that love is scarce and transactional, so you worship relationships as idols. Loneliness itself is turned into a weapon, society fragments you, then sells you connection on its terms. Fear is monetized by algorithms, outrage is ritualized on news cycles, desire is reduced to consumer product, and even “authentic self-expression” becomes a market to be exploited. These are gods too, hiding in your emotions, disguised as freedom.
Media compounds the problem. Pop culture constantly tells you that freedom is breaking the rules, defying authority, and rebelling against structure. Movies, shows, songs, and viral content celebrate heroes who “find themselves” by following desire rather than reasoning. Algorithms and celebrity culture promote the illusion of autonomy to clip your wings before you can fully fly, keeping you trapped in patterns of consumption, distraction, and emotional manipulation. You are taught to laugh at objectivity selectively, to scorn the tools that could reveal hierarchy, because those who hold the apex do not want you to use them, but only use objectivity for their benefit.
You are not outside this system. You are somewhere on the totem pole. You are participating in worship, even if you think you are not. And unless you learn to see the set of contingent beings objectively—to step out and see the totem pole in its entirety—you will remain a pawn. To claim oneself an atheist, then, is to turn a blind eye to the dominant forces controlling your day to day conditions, and refusing to navigate them by evaluating them objectively.
The only way out is to reclaim the capacity denied to you: to analyze reality, trace coherence back to its source, and recognize the necessary, coherent ground of being and to then leverage this ground objectively. And in that objective discernment, God, the objective object of the universe, the view of the whole system, not the system itself, is found. Recognition then is the clear path before you to navigate your own being, among the set of equally contingent beings alongside you. Only then can hierarchies be seen clearly, gods of ignorance exposed, and false idols rejected without denial or sentimentality.
The real danger is not that people believe too much, but that they have been trained never to believe rightly. As long as that continues, you will go on bowing to false gods you have been trained to not see, imagining that you are free, while the tools of freedom—recognition of the only objective, and worthy God that grounds coherence ontologically—remain in your hands, but invisible.




Unlikely et fortuitous. Spontaneous yet exemplary, if bearing no course credit. Somehow this ripening autumn woozy-aired squash on an FM Portland, Ore commercial music station I've never knowingly listened to before came this refrain hypnotic followed by outer city interior trip a la Lewis Carroll & Alice down a new rung to Wonderland...:
Lyrics 🎶
(female voice over trip hop setting)
I'm friends with a monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
(Male trip-rap voice over shifting rhythm)
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh, well, guess beggars can't be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone in public, excuse me
Been wanting my cake, and eat it too
And wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon 'cause my ego inflated
When I blew; see, it was confusing
'Cause all I wanted to do is
Be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool
When I blew steam (wooh!)
Hit the lottery, oh wee
With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
With this like winning a huge meet
Ironic 'cause I think I'm getting so huge
I need a shrink
I'm beginning to lose sleep
One sheep, two sheep
Going cuckoo and cooky as Kool Keith
But I'm actually weirder than you think
'Cause I'm
(female voice over opening chorus)
I'm friends with a monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's not fair
Well, that's not fair
(male voice back to its rhythmic base)
No, I ain't much of a poet
But I know somebody once told me
To seize the moment and don't squander it
'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrow
So I keep conjuring
Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it, do you want this?
No wonder you losing your mind
The way it wanders)
Yo-lo-lo-lo-yee-whoo
I think you've been wandering off down yonder
And stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen
'Cause I need an interventionist
To intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
'Cause the very thing that I love is killing me
And I can't conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobody's home, I'm sleepwalking
I'm just relaying what the voice
In my head's saying
Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the
(female lead voice over chorus trip hop)
I'm friends with a monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
Well, that's not fair
Well, that's not fair
(male lead voice descends deeper into mix & trippy hop)
Call me crazy, but I have this vision
One day that I walk amongst you a regular civilian
But until then drums get killed and I'm coming straight at
Emcees, blood get spilled and I
Take it back to the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played at
Pumped up feeling and shit to say back
To the kids who played 'em
I ain't here to save the fucking children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels
And then relates that's great
It's payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
In the draft, turn nothing into something
Still can make that
Straw into gold chump
I will spin Rumpelstiltskin in a haystack
Maybe I need a straight jacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but I'm okay with that
It's nothing, I'm still friends with the
(female lead voice)
I'm friends with a monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
I'm friends with a monster that's under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You're trying to save me
Stop holding your breath
And you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazy
(C) Eminem ft. Rihanna - The Monster (Lyrics) [I'm friends with a monster]
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My kid goes to a Montessori school founded by a Sikh family. She’s learned creation myths in a narrative way, as well as about ancient gods and goddesses and antiquity. She knows to prioritize caring for herself, then others, then her environment. She is thoughtful, polite, and well behaved. We focus on learning as fun and use lots of tactile things engage her interest. I think we’re doing it “right”, if that exists.