Procrastination pays off when it comes to finding a church. Finally the years roll by and life is good. Those in the churches find it hard to believe happiness could come so fluidly without faith—but it does.
Belief in your own abilities can produce astounding results, while faith in deities—the perpetual waiting game, the continued respite from reality in hopes for enlightenment and good fortune ends right where you started—imagining.
Ode to another—
Faithfully following one
How long shall we wait to to find the desired results before just moving on? Even Dr Seuss new better.
“You’ll get so confused that you’ll start in to race, down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace, and bring on for miles across weirdish wild space, headed I fear to a most useless place—the waiting place”—Oh the places you’ll go—
You’d think after thousands years that common sense would say enough—but the search goes on…the wait continues. There’s nothing to find.
Each of us, whether religious or not, creates outer own meaningful life—or not. If your happiness revolves around a belief that had millennia’s to iron some answers but has only created more questions—have at it.
Wait around another 5000 years if you like, but I think it’s time for a change. “How long do we give religion to fulfill its premises? Shall we wait, allowing chance to rule over us, or take control into our own capable hands?