unbelievable

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It is a bad thing to lose faith.
It is bad for your overall health to not believe in something.
I believe in Love, I believe in the goodness of people.
I like the idea of doing for someone else so that someday a good will be shown to you.
What I am losing is... my faith.
I am wondering, doubting the potential of the something else.
I wanted it so bad I believe I went past it.
Here is my latest thought.
How can we as human beings think we are so important in this vast immense universe that we will "LIVE" on. How is it that all things are "LIVING" will plants and animals move on the "Heaven"?
We are specks truly specks in the vastness of the universe and beyond.
Did GOD create us and place us here and not do ANYTHING with any of the other billions of planets?
Is the IDEA of GOD just that? an idea to ease the thought of truly being ALONE IN THE WORLD? Not having the ALL knowing ALL seeing being keeping check on us can lead to anarchy. People would do whatever and whenever they want if they didnt at least THINK about being punished.
I have had thoughts that I wished I didnt think, because I am afraid of what GOD will do to me. Then I think that GOD is all forgiving and Loving because I have been told that too somewhere along the line.
Will I be punished for my wrong doing? Will I be forgiven for these things because I ask for it?
Where does forgiveness get you? Or What does it mean to be FORGIVEN? BY WHOM?
Is it just the way of the world that we are born and celebrated,
Living our Lives from day one on is a journey to THE END.
THE END is just that, the end to a beautiful, joyfilled, memorable SPECK of time.
I dont remember anything before birth why would I think there was something after death?
I really really really want to believe.
I just dont want it to be soooo UNBELIEVABLE.

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Anonymous said…
This is why I simply do not believe. I can't begin to answer why and how we got here but and don't even try. What I do know is that I think we believe what we need to believe in order to find comfort. That's the purpose of religion, to bring comfort. In my head I believe that if there was only one way to worship and one truth, God wouldn't allow all the others.
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