Hey there, fellow skeptics and all you angel-obsessed believers tuning in out of sheer curiosity—or perhaps in the hope of converting us heathens. Welcome to the snark-filled abyss where we, your charming atheist podcasters, gleefully dismantle the glittery facade of the angelic hierarchy. Today's holy roast? None other than the feathery, multi-eyed, and suspiciously human-like beings we call angels.
Let's start with a fun fact, shall we? Did you know that in the early Hebrew scripture, angels were as absent as a vegan option at a medieval banquet? That's right, folks, these supposed messengers of God were MIA until some clever scribes decided that God needed a celestial postal service. Enter angels, stage heaven, with their trumpets, flaming swords, and an uncanny knack for smiting first and asking questions never.
Now, if you've spent any time trudging through the labyrinthine text of Abrahamic faiths (and trust us, it's less fun than a barrel of sinning monkeys), you might've noticed that angels are like God's interns—underpaid, overworked, and inexplicably eager. From cherubs to seraphim, these divine beings are sorted into a heavenly hierarchy that would make any corporate ladder look like a step stool.
In the spirit of our latest podcast episode, "Fuck Angels," we're here to say, "Fuck angels." Why? Because nothing says "omnipotent deity" like outsourcing your omnipresence to a bunch of winged lackeys. And don't even get us started on the psychopomp trope—this literary device where some hapless soul gets a guided tour of the afterlife. Thanks, but we'll pass on the otherworldly escort service.
Now, our Patreon exclusive might've had us chuckling at the idea of celestial bureaucrats maintaining cosmic balance (while God presumably kicks back with a cosmic beer), but the evolution of these beings from scripture to pop culture is nothing short of a heavenly comedy. Neil Gaiman's "Sandman" gives us a Death who's less grim reaper and more quirky guide, while the angelic suffix 'el' in names has us pondering the linguistic obsession with these holy hall monitors.
Let's not forget the cherubic imagery that has morphed from terrifying creatures to the chubby toddlers of Western art. Humanity's evolving relationship with the divine is apparently akin to a game of telephone, where each retelling gets weirder and less accurate. Our divine messengers have gone from executors of divine wrath to metaphysical babysitters with a penchant for harp music.
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In conclusion, our podcast journey through the angelic realms and their esoteric secrets might leave you with a newfound appreciation for the mythical, the divine, and the human imagination. Or, if you're like us, you'll find the whole concept as believable as a flat-earther's science degree. Either way, we hope you've enjoyed this snarky jaunt through the hallowed halls of angelology. Until next time, keep your feet on the ground and your head out of the clouds—literal and figurative.
Remember, skepticism is your divine right, and no angel—cherub or seraphim—is going to tell us otherwise. So here's to the celestial order: may it keep providing endless material for our irreverent amusement. Fuck angels? More like, thank angels for the laughs.
Catch you on the flip side,
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Ezekiel Chapter 34: Bible Study by Atheists
