rainbowings15
24th September 2009, 11:11 PM
I'm more of an agnostic so put me in Fantasy Isand if you want. Belief is such a funny thing...I remember my father telling my sister, brother and I when we were very young that there was a magic street in our roof space. Complete with shops, presents and snow. But the trick was in order to believe we were not to look in the roof or it would all disapear. We felt special. We were blessed with our house being chosen for this magic place. So when we were playing outside with the other children we silently felt better than them. Many years later(I was about 11) we were playing hide and seek and I opened the trap door to the roof. Even though I knew it was a lie I must admit to being a bit disapointed that all I saw were spider webs and lots of dusty timber beams. I officialy stopped believing in our magic roof.
I see a conection to this story to that of relligion. Our house is better than your house or football team, race, school, suburb, car or evan religion. We are better than you. Religion plays and uses that awful weakness of humanitity so well people are evan giving their life for it.
Dad ment us to see magic in an innocent way which was areally sweet thing but it brought out the ancient "we are better than you".
Many people need to believe in their "magic roof" because knowing that it's just spider webs and dusty timber is just is too scarey.
My most important "magic roof" awakening was watching my 52 year old mother die a slow and agonising death. She didn't walk through the door shiney and new with her beautiful smile. She cried in agony and starved to death because religion would not let her go with dignity or mercy. God left the building in my life then.
I see a conection to this story to that of relligion. Our house is better than your house or football team, race, school, suburb, car or evan religion. We are better than you. Religion plays and uses that awful weakness of humanitity so well people are evan giving their life for it.
Dad ment us to see magic in an innocent way which was areally sweet thing but it brought out the ancient "we are better than you".
Many people need to believe in their "magic roof" because knowing that it's just spider webs and dusty timber is just is too scarey.
My most important "magic roof" awakening was watching my 52 year old mother die a slow and agonising death. She didn't walk through the door shiney and new with her beautiful smile. She cried in agony and starved to death because religion would not let her go with dignity or mercy. God left the building in my life then.