I think most religious dogmas are pointless and a waste of time and I have no patience for belief in a god who is supposedly all powerful and eternal but cannot be bothered to take a few moments to provide sufficient tangible evidence for the observation and investigation of humanity to be convinced that not only does he exist beyond a shadow of a doubt but that he is indeed all powerful and eternal and is therefore justifiably deserving of not only our attention and acknowledgement, but also our respect and reverence.
I was raised in a religious family and brainwashed taught to believe in god, but no matter how good I lived my life, not matter how much I prayed, no matter how much time, energy and money I gave to the church, I never felt the presence of any external supernatural being. Ever. NOT EVER. Even when I begged and prayed and pleaded for mercy and salvation while I was being sexually, physically and mentally abused all throughout my childhood and then my subsequent struggles with substance abuse in adolescence and early adulthood. None of my prayers were ever answered, no all powerful being came to protect or save me while I went through hell, or even bothered to create one little "twang" in my heart to let me know that he was even there.
This leads to the only obvious and realistic conclusion that there is no god(s), no supernatural beings, or any supernatural phenomenon that exists outside of the scientifically testable and tangible world we all live in. Also, most humans throughout the world suffer from some degree of mental illness, hence the predominance of people believing in invisible friends (ie god or gods) who are going to magically make or the pain and suffering go away because it is easier to believe that than face the cold hard reality that we are on our own.
You know where I found god at first? In my hand blown glass bong. Smoking weed made me feel real, made me feel alive, made me feel connected to the fucking universe in ways that I never thought possible. It is what I thought knowing god was supposed to feel like. Even after that I never experinced anything like that in church or at any religious site, even though I continued to look and continued to desperately get down on my knees and pray everyday and beg for god to reveal himself and let me know he loved me.
The irony? Science can prove that marijuana exists. Science can prove what smoking marijuana does to a person. Where is all the evidence for this all powerfull, all knowing, supernarural being? There is none. Because he doesn't exist. I wasted years of my life looking for and hoping for something that doesn't exist and I'm pissed off because I will never get that time back. Despite the HELL I went through while growing up, I am at peace with myself and with my life and consider myself a genuinely contented person. I don't drink or do drugs anymore, I never want for any of the necessities of life and I have great family and friends. And all of this peace and happiness in my life came about when I stopped waiting for something that did not exist to come and make everything better for me. I got on with living the best life I can in this tangible reality and I have never been happier. I can only hope that some people will come to their senses like I did and stop wastng their lives pursuing shit that doesn't exist.
So yeah, I would like to believe in an invisible sky daddy that's going to make everything better, but I know for a fact that there is NOTHING THERE. If there is a god and he wants me to believe in him, he can get off his ass to do something significant and scientifically observable to prove that I owe him allegience.
Until then, I think religion is fucking poison.
/end tangent
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