I'm not much of a writer but there is a story I would like to share I call it my Great Delusions.
I'll start of frpm when I was 5-6 years old, back then I knew that there is no such thing as a God, I can't remember who told me that there is or isn't a God but I just knew it.
My parents divorced when I was six and a half years old and from that moment I started raising myself on my own or to be correct the TV started raising me, as my mother was at work most of the time.
Anyway my mother wasn't that religious but still we'd go to church on major holidays such as Easter and Christmas. I remember when we had to go that I was thinking why do I have to go, I do not want to go I know that there is no God. And I also remember how weird it felt going, just very weird almost wrong. And I was thinking that if God does exist and he knows everything he must know that I do not believe and even if I go there is no point in it.
This reminds me of something that happened when I was in 4th grade, it was near Easter I was at school and we were talking about God. I asked the teacher why does He do bad stuff to people and she answered me that bad things are tests for us to see if we are good. And again I was thinking that if God really exists and knows everything there would be no need to test people to see if they are good or not He should already know that, "How stupid" I was thinking.
And so we arrive to one of my greatest delusions, until when I was around 12 I used to think that all people are the same no matter of race,sex or religion. No one had told me that gays,women,black people or muslims have the same rights as me I just knew it and took it as something granted. One day I heard two people talking and their conversation was completely racist, I was shocked how can anyone think like that. How can they hate people like that for such stupid reasons? That's when the little bubble I was living in bursted and I found out that most people hate each other for the most stupid of reasons, for things that do not even exist.
I shall go on to another great delusion, I have always been fascinated by science and I do believe that the Universe is billions of years old not created 6.000 years ago, which I thought is just something written in the Bible which no one really believes, after all it would be stupid to believe that with all the evidence we have. Well ofcourse I was wrong, yet I did not think that so many people believe that and so many people I know believe that too, also I had no idea that they will hate me for not believing in it too. It was just confusing, yes I really just couldn't understand why they believe that but I did not hate them for believing it. Why would they hate me and call me a sinner?
Why will I "burn in hell" for sticking to what I believe in? Why did my mother just laugh when I told her that I was an atheist, and she still thinks that it's just some huge joke, why does religion has to seperate people?
Is it so wrong not to have faith on some divine being but instead in your own abilities and that all you make is here and now, that there won't be any glorious eternal afterlife?
It's not that I hate religion I just can't understand it and I know that hating something just because you can't understand it is wrong. Just like theists hate atheists as they can't understand us.
Okay thats it. As I said I'm not a great writer I just felt like sharing that. Thanks for reading(if anyone reads it at all LOL).
I'll start of frpm when I was 5-6 years old, back then I knew that there is no such thing as a God, I can't remember who told me that there is or isn't a God but I just knew it.
My parents divorced when I was six and a half years old and from that moment I started raising myself on my own or to be correct the TV started raising me, as my mother was at work most of the time.
Anyway my mother wasn't that religious but still we'd go to church on major holidays such as Easter and Christmas. I remember when we had to go that I was thinking why do I have to go, I do not want to go I know that there is no God. And I also remember how weird it felt going, just very weird almost wrong. And I was thinking that if God does exist and he knows everything he must know that I do not believe and even if I go there is no point in it.
This reminds me of something that happened when I was in 4th grade, it was near Easter I was at school and we were talking about God. I asked the teacher why does He do bad stuff to people and she answered me that bad things are tests for us to see if we are good. And again I was thinking that if God really exists and knows everything there would be no need to test people to see if they are good or not He should already know that, "How stupid" I was thinking.
And so we arrive to one of my greatest delusions, until when I was around 12 I used to think that all people are the same no matter of race,sex or religion. No one had told me that gays,women,black people or muslims have the same rights as me I just knew it and took it as something granted. One day I heard two people talking and their conversation was completely racist, I was shocked how can anyone think like that. How can they hate people like that for such stupid reasons? That's when the little bubble I was living in bursted and I found out that most people hate each other for the most stupid of reasons, for things that do not even exist.
I shall go on to another great delusion, I have always been fascinated by science and I do believe that the Universe is billions of years old not created 6.000 years ago, which I thought is just something written in the Bible which no one really believes, after all it would be stupid to believe that with all the evidence we have. Well ofcourse I was wrong, yet I did not think that so many people believe that and so many people I know believe that too, also I had no idea that they will hate me for not believing in it too. It was just confusing, yes I really just couldn't understand why they believe that but I did not hate them for believing it. Why would they hate me and call me a sinner?
Why will I "burn in hell" for sticking to what I believe in? Why did my mother just laugh when I told her that I was an atheist, and she still thinks that it's just some huge joke, why does religion has to seperate people?
Is it so wrong not to have faith on some divine being but instead in your own abilities and that all you make is here and now, that there won't be any glorious eternal afterlife?
It's not that I hate religion I just can't understand it and I know that hating something just because you can't understand it is wrong. Just like theists hate atheists as they can't understand us.
Okay thats it. As I said I'm not a great writer I just felt like sharing that. Thanks for reading(if anyone reads it at all LOL).
Yes, I am that evil guy trying to take over the world.
My next plan for world domination shall be epic!
My next plan for world domination shall be epic!