Flickering
Bluelighter
This is a thought I had a while ago on acid. I'll keep it simple.
As we're growing up, our parents provide everything. From the literal life support of the womb to constant care, love and attention during infancy, to being helped along each step of the way through childhood and on to independence, they're more or less God. But, inevitably, they become less and less so as we get older, and heading into adolescence there's always a process of disillusionment as things swing the other way.
That's assuming you had a healthy childhood. If not, the disillusionment comes even faster and is even more painful.
It may sound Freudian. But I posit that, subconsciously, we're inclined to cling to the idea of an all-powerful being, like our parents, whose authority we can respect and who tells us what to do in this uncertain world, and who loves us.
Some deities are wise and maternal, reassuring us tenderly, and some deities are masculine and powerful, guiding us into our own strength. The perfect mother and father.
Other deities have been truly fearsome, alike many parents to their children.
And of course, today, there's the One and Only God who personifies all of these things at once.
I'm not saying that this is the ONLY reason people turn to religion. But I think it helps explain why so many of us are so willing to believe in the absurd. It fills a deep hole in our lives, makes a substitute for a deep security we used to have.
As we're growing up, our parents provide everything. From the literal life support of the womb to constant care, love and attention during infancy, to being helped along each step of the way through childhood and on to independence, they're more or less God. But, inevitably, they become less and less so as we get older, and heading into adolescence there's always a process of disillusionment as things swing the other way.
That's assuming you had a healthy childhood. If not, the disillusionment comes even faster and is even more painful.
It may sound Freudian. But I posit that, subconsciously, we're inclined to cling to the idea of an all-powerful being, like our parents, whose authority we can respect and who tells us what to do in this uncertain world, and who loves us.
Some deities are wise and maternal, reassuring us tenderly, and some deities are masculine and powerful, guiding us into our own strength. The perfect mother and father.
Other deities have been truly fearsome, alike many parents to their children.
And of course, today, there's the One and Only God who personifies all of these things at once.
I'm not saying that this is the ONLY reason people turn to religion. But I think it helps explain why so many of us are so willing to believe in the absurd. It fills a deep hole in our lives, makes a substitute for a deep security we used to have.