I am fascinated by religion, born and raised Catholic but considerably more atheistic in my views as an adult. I am fascinated by the ways religion shapes lives and thoughts and persuades people to adopt a certain way of seeing the world. I find guilt to be mostly a wasted emotion, and I find that living a good life and being kind to others has a payoff in the here and now, never mind the world to come. It takes a pretty impressive preacher to hold my attention at mass, which I find almost to be more of a study in endurance most of the time. Religion can be inspirational, but it can also be an excuse for some pretty abominable behaviour from people we are meant to respect. In short, I now see religion as more of a vast social experiment than any thing designed to save my immortal soul or not. I don’t think I’m wrong here.
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