A disclaimer – all those who believe in religion should not be reading this post. You have your own thing and I have my own and I don’t intend to disrespect your views. Also it is a lot of rambling. So if you don’t want to read too many words (the 140 character addicted), this post is not for you.
So yet again I am reading a Stephen King book. Regular readers of my blog will know I am a big fan of his books. The book am reading is called Revival. While I will not get into the plot, there is something I read which I will quote here. It’s a longish passage:
“They don’t deserve the truth. You call them rubes, and how right you are. They have set aside what brains they have – and many of them have quite a lot – and put faith in that gigantic and fraudulent insurance company called religion. It promises them an eternity of joy in the next life if they live according to rules in this one, and many of them try, but that’s not enough. When the pain comes, they want miracles. To them I’m nothing but a witch doctor who touches them with magic rings instead of shaking a bone rattle over them”
This passage perhaps best represents how we look at religion and how we look at faith. I remember I had written something similar a while back.
This is how an average person looks at religion. Atonement of sins in this life so that next life (if there is such a concept) will be better. We remember the entity the most when we are in trouble. Even the atheist fall for it. So a question, why don’t we remember this entity when things are rocking good? Or do we think that what we are getting is what we deserve and it has been ordained. And if good life is what is ordained, why do bad times happen? Should it be taken care of by this insurance company? Our life itself is a miracle so why do we seek miracles??
You believe in religion, you believe in faith and at the same time believe in destiny. Aren’t they working at cross purposes? If you have faith and believe in God, then destiny should be taken care of.
So this scam has been going on for centuries. Perpetuated by those who become the proponents of faith… and we fall for it and send our love to them in the form of huge donations. Money that could have been well spent somewhere else. The coffers of various godmen and institutions reflect what suckers we are for this scam.
The fact is we don’t believe in ourselves. We don’t have a belief in what we are capable of. We want a crutch (will not call it a guiding light) on which we will walk through this life. And we spend money on this crutch. We invest time. And then expect an ROI. When this ROI doesn’t happen, we question the entity. We demand an ROI. We seek a miracle. And when nothing happens, we call it bad luck. We blame fate and destiny.
I know of enough and more people who are very religious but they are not great human beings. Compassion and empathy is furthest from their mind. Wonder why? Don’t all religions teach these two?
I am perhaps rambling and have my thoughts all over but the point is, to be a better human being, do we need religion, faith or spirituality? To make a difference, do we need to be part of this scam? Because the moment you are part of something that is a scam, you are a hustler. You have a selfish motive (of next life being better).
I was told by someone the other day that their son knows intricate instances from Ramayana that most kids his age won’t even know. They took pride in that. Yet they wonder why their kid is so aggressive and they constantly have to control him hitting other kids. What gives?? How about teaching that value system? Perhaps they are focusing too much on the so called values from the epics (will he also at some point of time expect his wife to walk the fire to prove her fidelity?)
My life hasn’t exactly been a bed of roses but the good the bad and the ugly that has happened, it is all me. What I have today or don’t have, it is all my effort or lack of it (if I don’t have). And that is how life should be. The ROI has to be from our efforts. And not depending on that so called power that drives our destiny.