Yes, you heard it here first. As infinite as outer space is, and as powerful and willfully teeny tiny any god can be, there is no room for it. Or him. Or her, as the case may be.
Are you shocked? Are you a true believer who also has dreams of seeing humanity colonize the big bang?
Then, consider this.
God, or gods, or powers that be, are fine and dandy when you need to explain the unexplainable to those who can’t handle much explaining.
God is great for kids. God is great for people who don’t have time or energy for deep thoughts. God is great for trying to keep families together, especially during times of crisis when everything seems to be going wrong.
On Earth, that works fine. There is time for those kids to grow up and find their own answers. On Earth, even if every last possible thing goes wrong for a family, they still have themselves, and at the very least they still have air.
Those don’t come free on the moon, or anywhere else in space. There is no time for anyone to pray that a solar flare might miss. The stakes are much much higher than they ever have been for the human species. Anyone who thinks they can mitigate the risks by taking time out for prayer is fooling themselves. And by association, increasing the risks for everyone else.
To be clear, if a Moonster (or Lunite?) wants to pray on their own time, and invoke a deity on the sly, that’s their business. It’s not like god will be outlawed.
But anyone who is hoping that the almighty intervene in lieu of doing actual work to protect the colony, that’s what this is all about.
The colony is going to be filled with the smartest people this planet can collect. And if they can’t make it on their own, then there isn’t a god on Earth who can make up the difference.
Strike me now if I’m not telling the truth.