Religion is complete and utter bullshit.
It fucks up people's morals and lives for no good reason.
When I was a kid and my mom tried to get me into Christianity, and I had all the questions and point, she said "oh well it is just like a guidebook to show you how to live a good life" etc. We know that blah.
I didn't buy it because it makes no fucking sense. None of it does.
But I did end up with a paranoia that I still have to this day, it's crazy! Not a paranoia that God watches me anymore but paranoia nonetheless.
When I was 9 I asked my "father" why he never went to church on Sunday and he said "Because I don't believe in it" and it made sense to me. And it was the first time I heard the term "atheist".
When I was 12 I decided to leave Christianity as by law in Germany at 12 years old you have a right to choose your religion.
Well I thought everybody has to have a religion and witchcraft made perfect sense to me.
It was the way of deciding your morals, your reasons, etc for yourself but also to own up to everything instead of placing things in some higher power's hands.
And I bought into it more and more for the majority of my life.
Until I had my own student, my own witchcraft forum, people who looked up to me.
And don't get me wrong, a lot of the things I learned are still useful (e.g. my knowledge around herbs and teas healing uses)
But it came for a price too.
Witchcraft was my religion and I was a chaos witch of all things. Meaning I would not subscribe to one specific branch of witchcraft (not going into great detail now).
Well just like with other religions, witchcraft comes with good stuff and with bad stuff. So while things like acceptance, free will, and such things were extremely important, doing wrong was not a good idea.
Doing wrong, even slightly was something that scared me shit less and again I could go into great detail but I will spare you those right now.
Even doing right, you'd always be on the lookout for evil, protect your home, protect your loved ones, with all these rituals and shit.
When I had my student, I had to answer questions. Tons and tons of questions. And I made sure to research everything well. My brain has always been science based but the questions he asked were not things that I had asked before.
So the more he asked and the more I tried to explain and teach, the more I had to accept that this is not real. Magic is not real.
You see... When herbs and stones are both used for healing then how do I finally find the truth? It took me forever to find the fucking real world, to identify what was religion and what is scientifically proven fact.
And the best of it:
My mind wants to go back to it. It's easier even if it's scarier too.
The amount of times I have to argue with myself inside my head about reality and about what is more likely to be true... "reincarnation vs no reincarnation" is one of the things my brain keeps bouncing back on and I have been an atheist for 9 years and brain still wants to go back to it... wtf
Meh
It fucks up people's morals and lives for no good reason.
When I was a kid and my mom tried to get me into Christianity, and I had all the questions and point, she said "oh well it is just like a guidebook to show you how to live a good life" etc. We know that blah.
I didn't buy it because it makes no fucking sense. None of it does.
But I did end up with a paranoia that I still have to this day, it's crazy! Not a paranoia that God watches me anymore but paranoia nonetheless.
When I was 9 I asked my "father" why he never went to church on Sunday and he said "Because I don't believe in it" and it made sense to me. And it was the first time I heard the term "atheist".
When I was 12 I decided to leave Christianity as by law in Germany at 12 years old you have a right to choose your religion.
Well I thought everybody has to have a religion and witchcraft made perfect sense to me.
It was the way of deciding your morals, your reasons, etc for yourself but also to own up to everything instead of placing things in some higher power's hands.
And I bought into it more and more for the majority of my life.
Until I had my own student, my own witchcraft forum, people who looked up to me.
And don't get me wrong, a lot of the things I learned are still useful (e.g. my knowledge around herbs and teas healing uses)
But it came for a price too.
Witchcraft was my religion and I was a chaos witch of all things. Meaning I would not subscribe to one specific branch of witchcraft (not going into great detail now).
Well just like with other religions, witchcraft comes with good stuff and with bad stuff. So while things like acceptance, free will, and such things were extremely important, doing wrong was not a good idea.
Doing wrong, even slightly was something that scared me shit less and again I could go into great detail but I will spare you those right now.
Even doing right, you'd always be on the lookout for evil, protect your home, protect your loved ones, with all these rituals and shit.
When I had my student, I had to answer questions. Tons and tons of questions. And I made sure to research everything well. My brain has always been science based but the questions he asked were not things that I had asked before.
So the more he asked and the more I tried to explain and teach, the more I had to accept that this is not real. Magic is not real.
You see... When herbs and stones are both used for healing then how do I finally find the truth? It took me forever to find the fucking real world, to identify what was religion and what is scientifically proven fact.
And the best of it:
My mind wants to go back to it. It's easier even if it's scarier too.
The amount of times I have to argue with myself inside my head about reality and about what is more likely to be true... "reincarnation vs no reincarnation" is one of the things my brain keeps bouncing back on and I have been an atheist for 9 years and brain still wants to go back to it... wtf
Meh