Religion is weird stuff.
I didn't realize how athiestic my parents were for a very long time, because they let me be as religious as I wanted. I thought of my dad as Jewish and my mom as sort of agnostic. The idea that I knew, and was raised by, athiests was pretty shocking to a person-thing who learned "morals" from old English children's books.
I got used to that, over time. Just now I had a similar moment of disorientation realizing one of my friends is actually religiously Jewish, and probably believes the prayers she says. She's just too logical to be religious, in my head. I've changed over the last five or six years. That's good to know, but I'm not sure I like having the subconscious idea that religion impossible in a logical person.
Conclusion: I need to be less influenced by the value-systems of the books I read. The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle is making me superstitious, and The God Delusion is making me an athiest. I'm not an athiest. I'm inventing a religion, goddamnit.
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Oh man, I am so confused religiously. My dad is jewish, my mom is an episcapal priest, and I honestly can't beleive in a god that exists in a rulebook.
I'm not an athiest either! I tried for a while but it doesn't work for me! I don't believe in god, but I can't not beleive in god! What the heck!
I agree creating ones own religion is the only solution.
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