Ex-Deities Anonymous...

The gods are only as powerful as our belief in them. In other words, there must be many, many out of work gods roaming the universe, cursing their once-beloved immortality as they watch us invent new girly-man gods to meet our techno-consumerist agenda.

I picture these ex-deities gathering outside of cosmic coffee shops, shuffling about in their old cool god-gear, trying not to look defeated, trying not to slip back into the old echoey voice and lightning bolt routine. It's a struggle. It's even worse to have to listen to that peon drama-queen Santa Claus bitch and moan at the lectern about his annual re-deification and the ensuing leagues of pajama-footed dropouts who calously withdraw their belief in him. Indeed, the gods must be crazy, but believe-you-me, it's our fault that they are...

Belief is our power, and it is sacred so watch where you put it. And worst of all, don't forget about it or just leave it lying around, for it is at the end of the day the only thing that separates you from the bricks in the walls and the void in the cosmos.