RE: Is it a constant struggle to keep believing?
December 22, 2013 at 6:29 pm
(This post was last modified: December 22, 2013 at 6:40 pm by Ksa.)
When I was little I believed in Santa and whoever told me Santa was fake I would get mad because his idea jeopardized my endless gifts and presents. Questioning the existence of Santa was not in my best of interests. So when i realized my parents were giving me those gifts, I stopped believing in Santa.
When you tell a man of faith that "there is no God", he gets mad because he misinterprets what you said for "there is no pleasure in faith", so he gets mad for 2 reasons, because he does find faith to be pleasurable and because the idea jeopardizes his pleasure. A bit like a teenage girl gets mad on her dad when he tells her "there is no boyfriend", since her boyfriend went inside her and brought her pleasure, her whole being repels the idea.
When I say there is no God, I don't mean there is no pleasure in believing in God. It's like the pleasure of believing in Santa.
When you tell a man of faith that "there is no God", he gets mad because he misinterprets what you said for "there is no pleasure in faith", so he gets mad for 2 reasons, because he does find faith to be pleasurable and because the idea jeopardizes his pleasure. A bit like a teenage girl gets mad on her dad when he tells her "there is no boyfriend", since her boyfriend went inside her and brought her pleasure, her whole being repels the idea.
When I say there is no God, I don't mean there is no pleasure in believing in God. It's like the pleasure of believing in Santa.
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