After
Religion
Some
of us are late bloomers. Some never
believed. Some shed the chains and fear
of religion through a long painful process.
No matter which category a person happens to fall under, one thing is
happily obvious. They are free!
Free
to breathe deeply! Free to see colors
more clearly and free to 'smell the roses'!
When
I was under the hypnotic spell of religion, I didn't know I wasn't seeing the
world as it really appears. My senses
were dulled with the 'love of God' and I walked the Earth without realizing
that there is so much beauty out there.
So much beautiful noise and smells and tastes and.....feelings!
Even
ugly can be beautiful when the blinders of faith are stripped away. Those blinders are prejudice and
isolation. They keep the faithful from
really seeing the world for what it is.
They keep the believer from seeing that this world and this life is all
we have. A follower lives this life as
if there's a much more beautiful one waiting just the other side of death's
door. A life lived as if it's a
practice run, is a wasted existence.
The
Earth is so magnificent, full of colors, sounds and smells. The joy of sharing love with another human
being is beyond compare. The sheer
pleasure of making love cannot be surpassed.
How can you watch a bird build a nest or marvel at the blossoming of a
rose and not be close to tears?
Bottom
line: When you are freed of the bonds, you feel like a kid again.
Don't
ever lose that feeling, even on your deathbed.
Who knows when the adventure will end?
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