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The Foundations of Religious Affairs – Good intentions gone horribly wrong


Sometimes it might sound, like I am against religion, but I can assure you that it only comes out this way because I am. I truly am. I don’t like religions. It's a personal thing.

You see, the problem I have with religion is the fact it is a cheap trick of taking responsibility of yourself. Not only is somebody else in charge, but it is against any fiber of the religious ideas to doubt the eternal wisdom of this somebody.

The whole relationship is like a six year old and a grouchy parent. Why? Because I said so that's why. As long as you live under my sky you will do what I say. My world my rules.

It was fun being six. You knew exactly what you had to do every day, you got food and shelter, somebody cleaning your cloths and tucking you in. really is a shame we can't stay six forever, but, as we found out, we can't. It's an adult world.

But other than the obvious charm of being a small kid with no responsibilities, there must be some other good stuff in religion, otherwise it wouldn’t be so pandemic worldwide.
It gives us two things us humans crave for.
The sense of belonging and answers.

Now, the sense of belonging is an easy one. We choose a group, we try to get accepted by them, we adjust our visual appearance, world of values and opinions and we blend in, once again avoiding any real responsibility on our lives. It’s a groupthink moment. A mob. A face in the crowd. It is where we really want to be , you see.
Unfortunately, we find that this is the basic story of peeing in your diaper. It feels warm and nice at first, but very soon it is cold, stinking and quite itchy… which, quite frankly, is the usual sensation that I get when being around religious people.

We belong to clubs, we belong to cliques, we belong to a slice of marketing data, we belong to a religious group or another. We like to belong. A big happy family. Yes. Let's move on before I throw up in my mouth…

and now is the ace in the sleeve, the main act, the prima-donna of religions….answers.
we have answers, we have a lot of them, and we have them cheap. Come get it.

why are we here? Why did it happen to me? What will tomorrow bring? What should I eat? How do I make sure the sun will shine again tomorrow? What is their secret? How much is enough? Questions questions questions.

And religions answer all of them. Each and every one. Of course, In the end, if you really do as a six year old and just ask 'why' to each of their feeble explanations, you will hit that wall of the one true big answer: because I said so, and I am your god, but if you don’t ask too many questions, the answers will make you feel better.

I have a hard time arguing about religion with religious people who have been through a crisis or big loss recently, because I know that they do need this crutch, until I am ready to supply another one (it is not easy to change somebody's world of beliefs, and although they need this crutch just because their mind has been poisoned with lies for decades, it is not beneficial for the patient to go into heavy withdrawal symptoms while grieving )

If you don’t ask too much, play around with the scab, and refuse to accept superficial out-of-the-ass answers, religion will indeed fill that need we have to understand what is going on.

So religion does give you something. An illusion of belonging and a feeling of getting answers, but as we all know, you can walk on two feet, but only three makes you really stable and strong, and here we have the missing component in religion.
Fear.

You will do as I say or you will burn in hell (and I will probably be the one helping you get there faster, loathsome infidel dog).
There is no rationalization stronger then fear. It is an emotion so primal, so rooted in our survival as a species , it is useless trying to fight it with our mind alone. And this is the reason why it is the perfect tool to control the masses.

And if we remember that one of the goals of religion is indeed to control the masses, see it as bad or good as you wish, and creating a set of rules and regulations in which a society lives, then finding the most efficient way to keep this order is not necessarily a bad thing.
But…

Explaining to my dog that pissing on the rug is not a social acceptable thing to do because you should have respect to my private belongings and to the craftsmanship put into making this weaved work of art is not really efficient. Shouting at him and hitting him with a rolled newspaper on his nose is more close to the religion way.

Btw, the reason I don’t like religions is that my dog still pisses on my rug, but now he has a severe newspapers phobia and every time I read one he hides behind the couch.

 

George Carlin- http://youtu.be/MeSSwKffj9o
Jd Krishnamurti - http://youtu.be/g3WD8DunIks