Osiris and Horus are coming back! Father and Son, devouring their enemies and putting Egypt back on top, for eternity. Isis will be with them; no holy family is complete without a strong woman. When, you ask? All we have to do is be pure of heart and patient … of course, two thousand years have passed and Horus is no longer needed, his influence diminished if not wiped out. A returning Osiris would witness himself replaced by a new divinity. Set would cry, “Check Mate” and Isis grumble “Men.”
Humans crave divine intervention. We plant the flag of our preferred faith and staunchly hold our ground. God(s) - descend to earth and put the holy beatdown on the assholes from the other team! And the other team thinks we’re assholes and beg their savior to kick our asses. The yin and yang of the universe: assholes against assholes! We’re incapable of solving our problems, so we call on the divine to intervene.
SUPERMAN WHERE ARE YOU?
Now science has replaced the divine. It makes our crops bountiful, heals our wounds, performs miracles, guides us out of the desert, and illuminates the mysteries of the universe. We ask science to protect us from our enemies and keep us safe, giving it our budgets and offering ourselves as sacrifices. We pay homage (and tuition) to its universities, hospitals, factories, and technology - seeking knowledge from its priests of intellect.
Science denies the divine, as each religion must refute all others. It must devour all other faiths and assimilate their beliefs. Science currently holds the throne of Truth; all powerful, all knowing - like Osiris in his prime.