Hello! I have been feeling a little confused for maybe a few months now or years when I try to think about what religion even is when it comes down to people saying such and such is their religion.
My definition for religion is at its most simplified Beliefs and Actions Related to or stemming from those Beliefs which are organized or prioritized by those beliefs, and it not being that different from a philosophy of life and how one decides to live it based on their ideas and interpretations and beliefs about things.
So of course I face the usual online atheists who get stuck on certain ideas about words and insisting they have no beliefs whatsoever and my explaining that they believe in the sky or the ground or their hand and then their saying they don't have to believe in such things, and round and round in tedious rubbish with people I couldn't care less if they lived or died that moment.
Then I encounter other people who say they have a religion, they may even give it a name, but when asked about it or how it is practiced they have nothing to say, they just use it to insult other groups of people who are likely the same or may even do more than just running around mocking and insulting other groups of humans.
So what the heck is religion even at this point? It seems like a word that has almost entirely lost any meaning among people who seem to barely do anything different or anything at all.
Everyone eats, sleeps, releases waste, generally bathes, buys and sells, gets paid or receives income, everyone mainly lives in roughly the same manner as human beings. Then there is "religion". What does it add? What does it mean? What do people do and why? Very few of the people I talk to who identify as "religious" ever experience or even report thinking in any spiritual manner at all, they scarcely believe in miracles, nor do they share any idea about any God, and its all like a big nothing.
Scarcely anyone prays, and even fewer worship. They just talk, and most don't even talk. I almost think that "religion" is just some kind of lie they tell themselves and others occasionally to seem a certain way.
Like, lets take an example of the Jehovah's Witnesses, what do they do? How is that a religion?
Which ones of you are even sincere devotees of any God at all? You never worship, you never seek anything, you don't do anything, nothing is done in the name of your God of choice, its all just a big vacuum, as far as it appears to me.
Or is it just shyness? I've interrogated and observed people in depth for years, why would they be hiding anything? They seem like they are all really atheists even when they take some name or say a little prayer here or there once in a blue moon.
Furthermore, none of the people I've encountered, thousands upon thousands from all over the world, ever are seen practicing anything nor do they care to hear anything on the subject if it is ever brought up, nor is anything ever interpreted in special ways or with a mystical eye whatsoever.
Hindus too, they may say blah blah and take some name and the whole day is spent with electronics and making money and not a second thought about anything else or religious thought.
I think humans were like this in the past too but still did more and thought more spiritually at times, but now it seems really very much dead, a spiritual silence or darkness, like a blackout over the world population and very scant lights to be seen anywhere.
So what is religion now? What do you even do? Why do you even do it? Do you even experience anything special at all? Aren't you mostly just like everyone else and actually think very little and do even less?
Isn't it the case you barely pray, barely think of any God, barely ever worship, have no practices, are not steadfast, and nothing is very inspiring or empowering for you?
How am I any different?
What I'd also like to know is what does anyone get out of even stating they have a religion or believe in some God or not?
I just don't get it! Plus, what are any of you doing here?
I've been distressed about this sort of thing for a while now, and have very little hope of receiving any thoughtful answer regarding it, its always up to me.
So, my answer is, to say certain things, or half-imagine them, triggers certain chemical reactions in the brain, which makes people feel a little good, maybe almost like eating a little sugar or something, and thats about it.
Its all I must be doing too, except I'm able to extract these feelings out of a lot more things in a lot more ways and with a lot more depth, making me a religious diabetic vampire.
My plan or fantasy is to become physically fit and then appear near naked, and haveca nice home as well, to show off and boast of my superiority in every regardm with the pretense that I am doing so in order to motivate people and show them how they can achieve things as well, while I am really probably only planning the practice of hubris and self-glorification.
My existence is very much a cursed one, can you imagine the kind of feeling where nothing anyone says seems creative, stimulating, or interesting in the least because I've heard it all before and consider their thoughts and ideas vastly inferior? I only get excited by those things which are accidents of their passive imaginations, things they didn't come up with which are just seemingly occurring to them or thought them.
Love is an important aspect as well, because I want to love people and be loved, and people must identify with various cliques, gangs, and clubs called religions in order for some sense of love, but when they start to see clearly, they rarely feel it from anyone anywhere, and its even worse if they don't love themselves and their imaginary friend reciprocally. Luckily, I don't have that issue. However much I dislike the way things are, I still admire Might, and the Mightiest, and I'm very fond of myself at least, and everything I do is to maintain that fondness, so everything I say is what I wish would be said but which I hear from nowhere else and no one else.
I don't get it though, how can so many people be satisfied with so little? How can people claim one religion and not even live up to the one? One God they never think of, and when they do, they think it could never be thinking about them.
Jesus, and other human figures, I imagine must be some sort of mirror for humans to feel good about themselves. How anyone feels satisfied by parroting sentences they don't even comprehend or think deeply about, just for the dopamine hit or whatever they get, they might as well say "Juicey Juice Lucy Truce" and they probably do too.
Are the barbarous utterances (see barbarous names in the Greek Magical Papyri) and gobbledygook really enough for people? Is that the luck of small-mindedness? Less space to fill? A smaller home to clean and manage?
Every religion by itself seems so utterly dissapointing, particularly its representatives and their utter lack of interest, enthusiasm, knowledge, or practice.
If Hell is other people, what is being utterly alone? Probably heaven. So why does it burn?
Haha, hope you enjoyed my writing and it might cause some thoughts to be provoked!
Religiousity for me is a type of pleasure. I don't know what at all it is for other people. I'd love to hear your thoughts on the matter and have asked numerous people what they actually do and think. Looking forward to the miraculous answers forthcoming someday, even an admission of doing nothing at all really would be a relief, and I'd think you're bold for facing the mirror and being honest with yourself.
Can anyone deeply and carefully introspect and take me on a journey through their thoughts, beliefs, preferences, understandings, and the actual practices stemming from those beliefs? Any formal worship or measures? Anything? Do you get any pleasure ever? Out of what? Atheists can answer as well, (No)God knows how they love to chime in. Why is that also? Its like Atheism at times creates some kind of weird fetish about getting involved with religion again from the perspective of someone who says "I'm outside of it, I'm not part of it" which must give some sense of hubristic pleasure that I can understand. I also enjoy looking down upon people, but even that can become boring eventually and needs a break (for me at least, Atheistic Hubris never seems to exhaust simplistic people).
I am envious of every sort of pleasure, particularly psychological simplicity and people satisfied with practically nothing and barely using their brains. I'm like Agent Smith in the Matrix, I am greedy and often want what I can't have, and when I get it, I'm never pleased for long.
Everything is a bore, and there is no everlasting gobstopper. That is why I've gobbled up everything from everywhere and can't care about who that might displease.