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My Religious Debate
I used to be religious. I was christened, which I believe is ultimately an unfair thing to do to an infant as they should be allowed their own choice, but I outgrew my faith and replaced it with logic. I used to go to church most Sundays as a kid and listen to the same morals and stories, I went to a Church of England school where we had to sing hymns and say prayers in assembly which was every other day. So my fragile mind grew to accept this stuff as fact, much like a child accept Father Christmas or the Tooth Fairy to be realistic. But upon been broken at hearing that they weren’t real but sheer lies adults tell children, how was I to know religion, with fanciful tales of a man feeding a crowd with a couple of fish and some bread, wasn’t the same nonsense?
I always liked the idea of knowing that when I die I will live on and stuff, but to me and my logic brain it’s no more than a romantic fantasy. They used to believe the Earth was flat – luckily someone disproved it. However such an idea was believed for a long time until proved incorrect, the bible and the story of Jesus was before this, so who are we to say that nobody will ever disprove God? For the time being it is pretty steady and nobody dares argue against religion but the freedom to express new ideas, such as the medical renaissance after the dark ages, allows people to voice repressed opinions that they would previously be condemned for.
I think religion is a nice idea, it gives everyone a bit of hope and tells us our souls are all going to be saved – but I also think it’s a bit outdated. 2004 years ago laws weren’t as steady as they are now, there were no police – just a disgruntled bunch of Roman’s who’s empire was falling to bits. It was something of a Dog-eat-dog society. Jesus came along, gave a bunch of nice morals such as not killing or cheating on your wife and said they were from God, with the basic intention of restoring society to a decent level. Obviously, with these new ideas to better society he got a bunch of followers, much like Lenin in his plight to free the Russian’s from the oppression of the Tsar and later the Dual Authority.
I’m not disputing the existence of Jesus as some anti-religion fanatics would try to do. He was a real man, historical evidence proved he lived; what I am disputing is the fact he performed miracles. No, I do not believe he turned water into wine – it is impossible. Perhaps he had slight of hand and could perform exuberant tricks to entertain his disciples but that’s all. No, Moses didn’t part the Red Sea to free the Israelites, nor did Jesus walk on water. I’m sure he was a very nice, if a little deluded, man with some great ideas to better society (which ultimately worked) and he gets ten out of ten for originality.
However, whilst I believe Jesus was a walking, talking, living thing – God isn’t. We’ve ventured space and not come across this alleged heaven. We’re told heaven is somewhere up, as people always ascend to heaven; and hell is below. We cannot disprove hell as it is too hot to venture into the core of the Earth but with all the satellites orbiting space and these rockets flying to far away places I’m sure we’d have found it if it was out there by now. I believe God doesn’t physically exist, nor does heaven, but if enough people believe in something with such a passion doesn’t that make it real? The answer is, of course, no.
Whilst modern science pretty much disproves religion as it is, the faith lives on and that’s something you can’t disprove. However somewhere along the line I lost my faith. It died inside me line a small animal trapped in a ventilation duct. It rotted for a while and came to something close to atheism but for now I’m just void. I don’t believe in anything but I don’t feel the urge to say there is nothing. I want, quite urgently, to believe in something that is more than a falsifying dream. The thought of dying and nothingness following it scares me so much. I want faith so much, but for now, nothing really appeals. I’m hoping for a religious buffet in the near future, where you can pick your own ideals from each religion such as Karma and reincarnation from Hinduism, Heaven and Hell from Christianity, and killing all the infidels from one of those warped middle-eastern beliefs – then I’d be a happy man.
I used to be religious. I was christened, which I believe is ultimately an unfair thing to do to an infant as they should be allowed their own choice, but I outgrew my faith and replaced it with logic. I used to go to church most Sundays as a kid and listen to the same morals and stories, I went to a Church of England school where we had to sing hymns and say prayers in assembly which was every other day. So my fragile mind grew to accept this stuff as fact, much like a child accept Father Christmas or the Tooth Fairy to be realistic. But upon been broken at hearing that they weren’t real but sheer lies adults tell children, how was I to know religion, with fanciful tales of a man feeding a crowd with a couple of fish and some bread, wasn’t the same nonsense?
I always liked the idea of knowing that when I die I will live on and stuff, but to me and my logic brain it’s no more than a romantic fantasy. They used to believe the Earth was flat – luckily someone disproved it. However such an idea was believed for a long time until proved incorrect, the bible and the story of Jesus was before this, so who are we to say that nobody will ever disprove God? For the time being it is pretty steady and nobody dares argue against religion but the freedom to express new ideas, such as the medical renaissance after the dark ages, allows people to voice repressed opinions that they would previously be condemned for.
I think religion is a nice idea, it gives everyone a bit of hope and tells us our souls are all going to be saved – but I also think it’s a bit outdated. 2004 years ago laws weren’t as steady as they are now, there were no police – just a disgruntled bunch of Roman’s who’s empire was falling to bits. It was something of a Dog-eat-dog society. Jesus came along, gave a bunch of nice morals such as not killing or cheating on your wife and said they were from God, with the basic intention of restoring society to a decent level. Obviously, with these new ideas to better society he got a bunch of followers, much like Lenin in his plight to free the Russian’s from the oppression of the Tsar and later the Dual Authority.
I’m not disputing the existence of Jesus as some anti-religion fanatics would try to do. He was a real man, historical evidence proved he lived; what I am disputing is the fact he performed miracles. No, I do not believe he turned water into wine – it is impossible. Perhaps he had slight of hand and could perform exuberant tricks to entertain his disciples but that’s all. No, Moses didn’t part the Red Sea to free the Israelites, nor did Jesus walk on water. I’m sure he was a very nice, if a little deluded, man with some great ideas to better society (which ultimately worked) and he gets ten out of ten for originality.
However, whilst I believe Jesus was a walking, talking, living thing – God isn’t. We’ve ventured space and not come across this alleged heaven. We’re told heaven is somewhere up, as people always ascend to heaven; and hell is below. We cannot disprove hell as it is too hot to venture into the core of the Earth but with all the satellites orbiting space and these rockets flying to far away places I’m sure we’d have found it if it was out there by now. I believe God doesn’t physically exist, nor does heaven, but if enough people believe in something with such a passion doesn’t that make it real? The answer is, of course, no.
Whilst modern science pretty much disproves religion as it is, the faith lives on and that’s something you can’t disprove. However somewhere along the line I lost my faith. It died inside me line a small animal trapped in a ventilation duct. It rotted for a while and came to something close to atheism but for now I’m just void. I don’t believe in anything but I don’t feel the urge to say there is nothing. I want, quite urgently, to believe in something that is more than a falsifying dream. The thought of dying and nothingness following it scares me so much. I want faith so much, but for now, nothing really appeals. I’m hoping for a religious buffet in the near future, where you can pick your own ideals from each religion such as Karma and reincarnation from Hinduism, Heaven and Hell from Christianity, and killing all the infidels from one of those warped middle-eastern beliefs – then I’d be a happy man.
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ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:
> suicide is wrong because you are passing all that pain and frustration
> onto everyone who knows and loves you, plus interest.
>
> you only get one life, don't waste it. and good opportunities and
> good fortune don't usually come looking for you, you have to search
> for them.
Trust me i doubt any one would notice that i was gone.
> suicide is wrong because you are passing all that pain and frustration
> onto everyone who knows and loves you, plus interest.
>
> you only get one life, don't waste it. and good opportunities and
> good fortune don't usually come looking for you, you have to search
> for them.
Trust me i doubt any one would notice that i was gone.
suicide is wrong because you are passing all that pain and frustration onto everyone who knows and loves you, plus interest.
you only get one life, don't waste it. and good opportunities and good fortune don't usually come looking for you, you have to search for them.
you only get one life, don't waste it. and good opportunities and good fortune don't usually come looking for you, you have to search for them.
Well suicide is wrong so i guess i'll just have to wait and hope that one day i can finally say that i'm happy...
well what's the alternative deathskitten?
The average life span of the women in my family is 65. This means that i have to find a reason to live that lasts 49 yrs! Thats too long!!!!
Deathskitten wrote:
> Why do we live so long? Whats the point?
how do you know how long you'll live? you may die tomorrow.
there is no single "point", or should I say it's up to you to find a point, find a reason to live, find a role in the world that suits you and makes your life fulfilling.
part of the challenge of life is to find that.
> Why do we live so long? Whats the point?
how do you know how long you'll live? you may die tomorrow.
there is no single "point", or should I say it's up to you to find a point, find a reason to live, find a role in the world that suits you and makes your life fulfilling.
part of the challenge of life is to find that.
Why do we live so long? Whats the point?
I don't think I was ever religious. I was told to sing hymns at school, people told me that I was a christian, because I was baptised - a choice I didn't make myself.
Though the general consensus was that there was a god, I never really believed it. Even at such a young age I was already thinking logically, and logic dictated that you only believe what you can experience directly.
I've had some rough times in my life, I have at times considered life to be futile and pointless, but it would never sway me to believing incredible stories, just to cushion myself from reality.
Over the years I have come to appreciate the unique, and most importantly finite nature of the universe we know of. It's just another one of its charms.
Though the general consensus was that there was a god, I never really believed it. Even at such a young age I was already thinking logically, and logic dictated that you only believe what you can experience directly.
I've had some rough times in my life, I have at times considered life to be futile and pointless, but it would never sway me to believing incredible stories, just to cushion myself from reality.
Over the years I have come to appreciate the unique, and most importantly finite nature of the universe we know of. It's just another one of its charms.
I dont think I'd want to live until I became a burden on society and couldn't do things for myself - I'd feel wrong living like that really.
I don't mind the thought of death it's the thought of living for another 60 or more years that scares me...
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