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Oh God

Oh God



When I saw this picture a lightbulb went off in my head. What a way to crystallise my resistance to organised religion.

Let me nail my colours to the mast on this one. I fucking hate religion. Hate it with a passion.

For me I was born into a catholic family. Fortunately for me, my mum, although being raised catholic didn’t raise me as one. However the stain of that foul organisation still extended across my life. Even though my mum didn’t raise me as catholic, there was still the extended family to contend with and the assumption that catholicism was the one true religion. There is a thing there where even if you’re not church going, you are raised to believe the bullshit that is the familial religion.

I now reject every single tenet of christianity in it’s entirety. At the present moment I don’t even believe that Jesus the man even existed. I believe that the whole story of Jesus is a myth.

I believe that organised religion exists for one thing and one thing only; to act as a tool to control the masses (and of course as a result pick their pockets).

If I have an imaginary friend that I believe in, I am considered delusional. Unless of course that delusion is shared by 2 billion other people.

This is one thing about religion that religious people point to all the time; we can’t all be wrong. Er, yes you can. This is the logical fallacy known as an appeal to popularity. When most people believed that the world was flat and that the sun revolved around the earth, the people who said the world was round were right, weren’t they? That is the thing; it doesn’t matter what you believe and how many people believe it with you, if you are wrong, you are wrong.

The promise of the church is seductive because it works on the most primal of our needs. As a species we know that we die. This is especially hard for our survival instinct to take. We cannot contemplate the possibility of our demise. So when a medicine man thousands of years ago offered the opportunity for people to have have everlasting life (with conditions that he set), people jumped at it.

Wow, eternal life. I want me some of that. And there are only 10 rules I must follow? Awesome. Sounds easy enough. Oh, but what’s that? Oh there are these rules as well? I can’t eat shellfish? What the fuck is with that one? (Clearly some priest at some time didn’t like shellfish much).

OK well I’ll try to live by these rules. Sorry, what’s that? I get sent to a place where I burn for all eternity if I don’t? Really? Sounds pretty fucked up to me.

And there it was. Obey the priests or burn in hell for all eternity. Why obey the priests? Because they were passing on the word of god to you. How do you know it was the word of god? Because they told you… hmmmmmm, wow. It really worked in their favour that god only talked to them didn’t it?

So anyway. I don’t believe in god. I believe that if there was a god and he wanted me to believe, he’s all powerful; he’d give me a sign. But you have to have faith. Really? Faith in what exactly? That the stuff you are telling me that you are claiming is the word of god is in fact the word of god, and not just some shit you’ve made up. Come off it, I wasn’t born yesterday.

The thing is, I have no idea why we are here. I have no idea what happens when we die. But.. and this is my rock solid guarantee to anyone who perchance reads this, and that is that no one else in this world does either. But there are plenty of people out there who will make that claim and they all have one thing in common. A desire to have you follow them and obey them.

So next time you marvel about how, just by an accident of birth, you happened to be born into a culture that just happened to have the one true god, remember that every other person born into any religion on this planet believes exactly the same thing.


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A guy obsessed with stripping down whatever field he studies to get the optimum return from effort expended. Sort of like Tim Ferriss, except with zero fame.

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