(November 4, 2016 at 2:05 pm)Mechaghostman2 Wrote: Losing my religion is perhaps the best thing that has happened to me. Religion forced me to be in denial and suppressed my right to explore and express myself freely and in ways that make me happy. Now that I've put the Santa Clause for adults in a box with the rest of my childhood toys, I'm much happier and self aware as a person than I ever was before.
Has losing your religion been the best thing, or one of the best things to happen in your life as well?
That's awesome man. I can also say that losing my religion was ONE OF the best things to happen to me.
When I was a Christian I always felt guilty. Guilty about eating junk food, guilty about masturbation (I'm sure I would have felt guilty about sex too had I not become an atheist before age 15), guilty about playing videos games, not reading the bible enough, not praying enough, having negative thoughts, etc. etc. etc. etc.
Then I realized that I never really believed in any of that stuff and started to learn that feeling guilty or not guilty is sort of irrelevant. There's some things that are bad for you and some things that are good for you - period. Do things for yourself that are constructive and avoid things that are destructive. There's really no necessity for guilt at all in most parts of life. It's sort of a silly emotion and is only helpful in certain situations in my opinion.
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
