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Efilist. Possible promortalist.
- Jan 14, 2023
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Hello everyone, this is my first thread.
Being religious was my biggest psychological crutch and I bet it is for a lot of people.
I was part of minority religious sects since I was like 14 years old. I NEEDED God to be real. Before that, when I was in 5th grade I was losing my faith because I just didn't see any signs of any divine intervention in this world. I remember discovering for the first time a list of arguments for atheism in Wikipedia and reading some of them and feeling how they made sense. I just prayed for a signal and a few weeks later I saw a UFO in the sky. I lived for years convinced that that was my signal.
In the following years I went from gnostic, to Hare Krishna, to Kashmir shaiva.
I miss feeling special and that I was part of God's army. I miss thinking that karma is the answer to all the suffering in the world. I was unbothered by tragedies because I thought the victims deserved it. I thought God would help me avoid a horrible death. Now I wake up panicking at night, trying to pray and realizing that maybe no one is listening.
I'm convinced that some philosophical arguments for the existence of God can be strong but they tell us nothing about the character of said creator. They could be watching our world burn while eating popcorn.
Being religious was my biggest psychological crutch and I bet it is for a lot of people.
I was part of minority religious sects since I was like 14 years old. I NEEDED God to be real. Before that, when I was in 5th grade I was losing my faith because I just didn't see any signs of any divine intervention in this world. I remember discovering for the first time a list of arguments for atheism in Wikipedia and reading some of them and feeling how they made sense. I just prayed for a signal and a few weeks later I saw a UFO in the sky. I lived for years convinced that that was my signal.
In the following years I went from gnostic, to Hare Krishna, to Kashmir shaiva.
I miss feeling special and that I was part of God's army. I miss thinking that karma is the answer to all the suffering in the world. I was unbothered by tragedies because I thought the victims deserved it. I thought God would help me avoid a horrible death. Now I wake up panicking at night, trying to pray and realizing that maybe no one is listening.
I'm convinced that some philosophical arguments for the existence of God can be strong but they tell us nothing about the character of said creator. They could be watching our world burn while eating popcorn.