The post from Tier Instinct called Father of Evolution turns in his grave
got me thinking and I've decided to present to all of you something I'm very proud about; Quick repliers, please read fully before posting to reduce misunderstanding. This is why I am a supporter of this great religion. This may seem as an essay but I can't post it anywhere else. Dear Moderators, I ask that you don't mind me if it appears that I am trying to post in the wrong area. Should you cancel this post, I understand your reasons and willfully adhere to your judgements in kind respects. Thank you.
When I was about four or five years old give or take, I tried believing in God with the strong suggestive support by my family.
I tried to study and practice for almost 15 years on and off. I studied the bible, went to church, to worship services and heard the man talk his ass off. The only difference was I went to hang out and not worship nor sing while the whole church did so in unison. I just couldn't deal with it.
The one thing I realized is that everybody believes and hears him and even went so far as to claim they have "seen" him. My grandmother said she saw him... She can't comprehend the very basics of science.
I cut her some slack because she's really old. At least she isn't judgemental on that subject.
Anyway, throughout those 15 years of my life I have not once heard or even seen him.
It was hard enough to believe in him because I always felt at odds with myself and at the time I didn't know why.
I always felt that there was something missing in the general term of religion.
Everybody believed but I saw no sense in any of it because I never ecountered anything spiritual.
My excuse to attempt an impossible feat of believing in a "higher power" is because of one question.
"Who wouldn't want to kiss the ass of someone who has the power to kill you and they demand worship?"
Remember pragmatism survival? I'm glad it came natural to me.
My point is, I would only do it to stay alive.
I had no proof to claim he exists or not and I didn't have the resources to clarify Christianity's credibility at that time.
I felt that my parents were the only people I could trust and who wouldn't lie to me.
If they said "God exists" then I trusted that he did based on their claim.
Children are usually gullible because they are ignorant and sometimes they are raised in fantasy to keep their youth until they grow and acquire wisdom.
This is why Christians aim at children to keep their religion and then they preach to the elderly to keep the herd within control.
My parents were somewhat into Christianity but they wanted to do their own thing also. That is where I found the hypocrisy.
They wanted to do what they pleased; be bikers, drink and party while being naked and just be all out nudists.
They found more of their kind who believe in God but still did what they pleased. I saw pictures of my mom schooling a male stripper and made him embarrassed. It was a good thing she was dressed in those pictures or I would be sick.
Ever since I was around that age, I always wanted to do things my way.
Even when I was trying out Christianity, I couldn't be that way.
My feelings disagreed with it, I felt like I was imprisoned and choked.
So it wasn't until I found the Satanic Bible that I realized what I've always been.I fell alseep in my christian academy chapel every time because of the long sitting, reading that damn book, and hearing that preacher just talk without any excitement.
That is my evidence that gives me a right to declare myself as a Satanist.
I feel so great when I look in the bathroom mirror and know that I am a supporter of Satanism and eventually an official COS member. I wish that whenever the opportunity comes, I would earn
my membership by taking my current responsibilities first until I get the extra money to get it.