Clutching at straws: living in a conspiratorial world

Superstitious & Religious people are some of the most fearful people I know

Game of Thrones author George R.R. Martin noted “We look up at the same stars, and see such different things.” More than ever before in our history do people live and work with others from different faiths and outlooks on life. We live in a cosmopolitan and multi-cultural world. It is to the extent that we are exposed to people who sees the stars in the sky differently than ourselves that we grow to love and appreciate their unique views.

I have grown up in a particular culture with a particular worldview and religious outlook. For many years I have disregarded the world of my childhood with anger and disgust. But over the last decade or so I have learned to make peace with the tribe from which I come, and to see that there are much more good mixed with the ridiculous and bad.

I think deeply on topics of religious belief and I read as many books as I can on this topic. This teaches me more tolerance for those who think differently than me.

For me there is one notable difference between my past self — the religious and superstitious self — and the current self — agnostic, ever hungry for new ways of believing: I have less fear in my life. I no longer fear an after-life where I will be rewarded or (most likely) punished for my life on earth. I no longer live a life of waiting for some sky-god savior to return to grab up to heaven me and a few others who believed the archaic message. I embrace scientific discovery and it is no longer at odds with my world view.

To me it seems that people who are very religious (you may say you are not religious, you just love Jesus, but oh boy you are!) are imprisoned in a world that is dangerous to live in, a world abounding in conspiracies, a world that is dark and threatening and their enemy. They claim to worship the most powerful deity known to man, but god dammit they are filled with fear and mistrust. Social media shows clearly the folly of the marionettes: their blind trust in the non-existing and their fear of the realities of life.

I judge not. I am learning to love. But thank goodness I am free from the chains that once held me. I was blind, but now I see :)

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