I am at the edge of my seventies and in decent physical shape. I owe that to a lifestyle built on reason, science, and good old common sense—no praying to a deity or pleading for divine intervention required. Instead, I’ve focused on maintaining a balanced diet, staying active through iron therapy and my new religion - weight training, and nurturing my mental and emotional health. This approach, grounded in evidence-based choices, has brought me to a place of physical and mental well-being.
As for religion? That’s a different story. I grew up indoctrinated into blind faith, believing in a God and a destiny because that’s what I was told to do. But over the years, as I’ve delved deeper into science, physics, and the origins of the universe, I’ve found my faith in religion unraveling. The more I’ve learned about how natural laws govern the universe, the less inclined I’ve been to place blind faith in a deity. People often say faith is necessary to live a meaningful life—some even argue that the natural laws themselves must have come from a God. But every time I hear that, it feels more like an attempt to stick a "God label" on the gaps in our understanding as ignorant humans rather than a meaningful explanation.
For me, faith has become like wandering in the dark with a flashlight, searching for this elusive God. But what do I find in this search? A deity described in ancient books as one who condones slavery, commands the slaughter of entire towns, demands animal sacrifices for his satisfaction, and has detailed rules for everything from stoning people to wearing specific clothing on certain days. Now, is this nonsense? To me, it is just words and ignorant ideology. To some, it means God’s will and God’s law! - Let’s not forget the burning bush—a supposed conversation with God that led to commandments we’re told to live by forever.
If this all-powerful, all-knowing God exists, why has he never bothered to update these books filled with contradictions, hate, and instructions that feel more like a reflection of the limited understanding of the people who wrote them than divine wisdom?
At this stage in my life, I’m at peace with where I stand. I don’t believe there’s a deity sitting in the clouds, guiding a "son" to save us from ourselves. To me, it’s all man-made mythology, born from centuries of ignorance, fear, and an attempt to explain a complex world. Sure, we’ve dressed it all up differently now, but the core remains the same: stories created by humans for humans, shaped by the times they lived in.
Some people claim that religious texts, especially the Old and New Testaments, are like manuals for humanity. But if these are manuals, they’re full of contradictions and inconsistencies. Others argue that their version of God—like the Islamic concept in the Quran—is superior. However, a closer look at the Quran reveals even more contradictions, along with messages of hate, discrimination, violence, slavery, and injustice. It also promises a heaven filled with virgins, milk, and wine exclusively for male believers. None of it adds up or makes any real sense to me.
Instead, my curiosity has shifted to the mysteries of the cosmos. What happened before the Big Bang? Was everything infinitely dense, or are we just part of an endless cycle of universes? Is there some unknown force driving all this, or is it simply the nature of the universe to exist without purpose or management? These questions fascinate me, but the idea of an anthropomorphic God micro-managing prayers, slaves, floods, and black holes? That feels absurd. And don’t even get me started on creating Satan just to keep everyone on edge—talk about questionable management skills.
I don’t align with any religion in the traditional sense. I prefer to explore the complexity of the cosmos and marvel at how things evolve over billions of years without the need for divine intervention. If someone has solid, testable evidence of a deity (and I’m not talking about quoting from ancient texts), I’d be open to it. But lately, I see people claiming that God is meant to be unseen and unproven, which feels like a way to shut down curiosity and questioning altogether.
What concerns me most is the dangerous certainty of those who hold their religious books as the ultimate truth. When someone believes their book is better than all others, history has shown that they’re sometimes willing to wipe out entire towns to prove it. That’s the kind of blind faith I want no part of.
So, as I approach the later years of my life, I’ll keep searching for answers, but I’ll do it with reason and curiosity, not blind faith. The beauty of this journey is in the questions, not in settling for answers that don’t hold up to scrutiny. And if there’s one thing I know for sure, it’s that learning about the universe without a deity at the center is more fascinating—and peaceful—than anything religion ever offered me.
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