A few weeks ago, one of my closest friends told me that I was a contributory factor in his continued atheism. An interventionist god, he reasoned, would not allow shit things to persistently happen to me, being as I am, apparently, nice and fluffy and mostly harmless. My counter theory, ever so slightly tongue in cheek, was that it was because of
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I find disabled people finding God the saddest of all. Lets be honest here, it *isn't* going to cure you, only you can make your life better.
If thought religion might fix me I'd be the bloody Pope by now!
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This is exactly what I was getting at. I envy and despise them in equal measure. I'm sure I would be a lot happier if I could surpress my free-thinking, analytical side and just believe people when they tell me everything is going to be OK, but at the same time I don't think I could stand the idea of living like that. Life might suck, but I'd rather figure it out for myself than subscribe to (to borrow your phrase) a hive mentality. I don't know how those people find any sense of fulfillment when all they have really done is found an excuse for not facing up to the things which trouble them.
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