Beliefs: Are They Really Worth Killing for?

As I sip my creamy warm coffee I contemplate little connections, of how and why this world turns and I think it is a funny little world we live in.  What strikes me the most as comical as well as terrifyingly tragic; is how we apply our beliefs. 

From the beginning of time to our present day men, woman, and those believe themselves divine have gone to great lengths to support an idea of their mortal purpose.  Abusing, raping, brainwashing, tormenting, maligns those who do not share their beliefs.  Why, is it so important to force faith upon one another?  Is it that important that someone follow someone into the unknown, does it bring comfort that if you might be wrong at least you are not alone?

Do not get me wrong this article is not questioning your faith, nor am I going to attempt at filling in life’s blanks left out.  I am ultimately here to voice an opinion that I guess I just need to see broadcasted for my own balance and well-being.

In all religions, whether it is Muslim, Catholic, Christian, Jewish, Sanitarian, Candomble, Buddhist, Wiccan, Mormon or what not, people all over our planet have been and are suffering.  Cultures, traditions, are being exterminated, diluted, and being snuffed out, for what?  Because one believer, thinks his beliefs are better than the rest.  Honestly, what do we truly know about death that scares us so much in life, that we feel that another life is expendable due to lack of faith.  What if all religions are wrong?  What if life was meant to simply “Live and let live’ and death is just the end of the book?  Is it so hard to understand, so unpleasant to just accept the unknown as a gift of life.

With right there is left, with up there’s down, with black there’s white and all the beautiful colors and places in-between.  With life there’s death, but that short time in between should be filled with what makes you happy, and the people around you that you love happy, but you first.  In all religions, whether it is God, Allah, or energy and matter we were given one life that is it!  In that, miraculous little word we possess the most over looked tool, ability, and possession, the power of choice.

The power to choose, look beyond the boundaries of our ego, our environment, our private little world we call reality, and see past our judgments.  People no matter what race, what religion, we are all given a choice, it is up to us to make them and up to us not to take that power from another.

Whoever your God is, whomever you choose to believe, remember the pains and sorrows brought on this world were not brought on us by higher beings, they were and are brought on us by our convictions, our judgments, our egotistical need to defend the claimed truths we hold dear, our personal definitions of life, our explanations of our purpose.

No one should suffer from his or her faith or from another’s, our beliefs and explanations do not define the rest of the world just the definition of what we wish to be.  We as human beings should treat our life as our own and leave others to theirs.  Nevertheless, in all our potential perfection we do not want to be alone and do not want to believe the end is the end nor do we want to be wrong, why can’t we just be?

The thoughts I express in this article are my thoughts, they can be changed, molded, and take the form of what I choose them to, and you may take them how you choose to.