An Atheist’s Creed
I believe in the world that is—
indifferent to life, unmoved by prayer,
vast in power, careless of hope,
the fodder for thought and the root of love.
I believe in life that rises from dust and chance,
bringing joy and cruelty, tenderness and thought.
I believe no law is written in the stars,
no judgment waits beyond the grave,
and that death ends both suffering and song—
that life is opportunity
and humanity a happy accident.
I believe in the blessings of love
and honor those who have loved me:
my mother and grandmother, who gave without stint;
my wife, who showed me a fuller love;
and my son, whom I pray will exceed me.
I believe that suffering is real,
that pleasure is good,
and that meaning is made in the lives we share.
I believe in freedom of mind and speech,
in grace over vengeance,
and in seeing tradeoffs clearly.
I do not expect salvation.
I do not seek eternity—
only to walk in the light a while longer.
And when the end comes,
I hope to say my life has been worth living,
and that I would gladly live it again
if the choice were offered me.



Not far, if at all, divergent from what a theist might beieve about _the material universe._