Except that definitively deciding there is no god is making the same logical fallacy and equally arrogant.
But arrogance does not condemn me to hell. That logic only works on religious people. I am already fully aware of what happens in death, since I already experienced it before I was born. Do you not also remember that millenia of nothingness? It lasted over 10 billion times longer than you have been alive, so why would you forget?
Honestly, existence before life and after life are both exactly the same. Death is no mystery. We have all already been there. Why is this so hard for people to understand and accept?
It doesn't really make sense to argue faith on logic anyway. If faith based beliefs were backed by universally provable logic, it would be a fact based belief not a faith based one. The nature of it being faith indicates that it would not be provable universally.
But it can be demonstrated to be majorly psychological, since my step-sister’s faith can be proved as such. I know for a fact that her religious beliefs came entirely from myself and that I know everything I taught her was bullshit.
In other words you can explain down to the tiniest detail why, psychologically, people tend to buy into religion, and experiments prove those explanations to be entirely plausible. Since my sister and I were both part of the same experiment, if you have any belief in higher powers, then you must first explain why she is still deathly afraid of peacock feathers even though they can’t harm humans.
I know her fear. I shared it as a small child. I can’t explain what was happening in my mind but I “just knew” that that peacock feather was extremely painful, and any threats my mother made to beat me with it worked absolutely. And yet it never really caused me any pain. I literally remember her hitting me with it and screaming out loud at how terrible it was, yet looking back there was nothing by psychological pain. She simply convinced me that it would hurt from a very young age.
I was simply terrified of it and the pain was all in my head. I even remember when I was starting to become aware of that and my baby sitter told my mother, “The peacock feather isn’t working anymore.” Hello? I may be only 3 years old but I am in the same room as you and I do speak English!
I also remember that some of the other children she baby-sat were starting to become afraid of the peacock feather just based on my own fear of it.
Looking back, none of it was grounded.
I was afraid of it because I was afraid of it. I even remember my mother finally giving in when I was 5 and laughing at how afraid I was of it.
Yet my sister never got over it. She is still terrified of peacock feathers. This is the nature of religion and is proved by countless psychological experiments.
On the other hand, when my mother stopped using the peacock she started using sticks and belts. Those actually hurt. I overcame the psychological attack only to be rewarded with actual physical pain. This seems to also be why religious people are religious. The alternative is too painful for them.
L. Spiro
