looking at things objectively and the meaning of life pt. 3

I don’t think it should be enough for you either. But therein lies the rub. If we look beyond pure faith in something, if we look for validity in proof in purpose of existence, we look for the most impossible, intangible, inconceivable notion that has ever graced our thoughts. it is the coup de grace of all philosophical speculation, scientists work tirelessly to know all there is to know with this eventual goal (I think, it’s either that or they’re trying to make a super hot babe like in Weird Science) and well, there is that whole religion thing again. and here is when things get a little mean (I really can’t continue without insulting peoples beliefs, which I hate doing and one of the reasons I rarely care to argue), but religion is at fault for this major dilemma between faith and reason when it comes to the ultimate question.

Religion (once you take away the smoke and mirrors) is what people who wanted to know all of these questions GUESSTIMATED. They looked at the sun and said “I wonder” and looked at the earth and then themselves and asked again, but for all their brilliant mental capacities they didn’t have any answers. But that human predicament that permeates most everything we do, our need to explore, to achieve, to find answers. that human curiosity, because there was no way to reasonably look for these answers, drove those people to do what many of us do when we feel the need to urgently explain something we have no idea about: they made some shit up.

Now I’m not saying that religions are just a bunch of shit people made up. What I’m saying is religion is created from and with the ideas of morality, existence, the non-physical and mortality that have been (depending on the religion) widely debated, amended and restructured to be the most feasible, relevant and easily acceptable dogma of the time. It just so happens that every scrap of opinion and information that these religions were based upon came from a bunch of shit some people made up about otherworldly entities and beings with powers and afterlifes and bad ones and good ones and other such nonsense, because they couldn’t explain it.

Humanity, for some reason, cried out for the answer to existence, and when no one answered us, we looked toward ourselves for the answers. the problem is, we stopped seriously asking these questions as individuals because a bunch of people thousands of years ago put their guesstimations on paper, and they were then published as the a truth from beyond this world. It’s all because of what? Laziness? A guy wants to know why but because he doesn’t have the means to find out himself, he will create an answer and truly believe in that fabrication because his mind craves a solution, and simply making one up is easier than constantly being overwhelmed with the impossibility of it all.