When you live in Asia all your life, you’d realize that questioning authority, the elders — it’s a quick way to get yourself reprimanded.
I grew up in a family that believes in tradition. The weight of this kind of environment plays a crucial role as you develop your own sets of principles and beliefs. You grow up believing in a lot of crazy traditions heavily influenced with your family’s beliefs.
When you’re a curious creative, you could just imagine how hard it is to do creative things. Your passion for the arts or anything not related to science will remain as a hobby, that is, if you’re lucky it stays at all.
But my main insight about all these involves what everyone loves and hates to talk about — faith. I’d say religion but that’s a topic of its own too.
I’ve never heard a joyous connotation when it comes to people questioning their faith. Surely, the end goal of finding the truth is freeing. But the primary process of beginning to think for yourself, it’s scary. And, maybe that’s why a lot of people settle for what their parents, relatives or the entire nation for that matter believes in. When we were younger, asking questions weren’t applauded, in fact, I could only remember a few instances where I would actually ask questions in school. I’d rather research on my own than be humiliated. That’s the thought process most of us have, right? Considering this, it then hinders our journey to find meaning in life. Most people live life settling for what they think is best, not allowing anything to prove them wrong. No one wants to be proven wrong anyway, right?
That’s a really sad problem. Some people don’t want to journey out of their faith. Or question it to begin with. Because they’re afraid to get “converted”?
If your faith was as strong as you said it was, no “converting” is going to happen. *drops mic