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I remember when I was 15 and still believed in God. I lived in a primarily Catholic town where everyone went to church on Sunday and the notion of not believing in God was almost unheard of. My parents raised me to believe that Adam and Eve were the first humans, that Noah built an ark and put everything on it, the parting of the sea, all that shit.

Then the time came when I started living more and more in the real world... seeing how miserable the world is... how perfectly stupid people are... the countless religions trying to amass devotees... all as contradicted by scientific facts as they are by each other... I found it amazing that it took me 15 years to realize that religion is vandalism of the mind.

Now that I'm an adult, I understand that's not what is amazing. What's amazing is that humans are so easily leashed to an idea just because everyone around them feels strongly about it. That's why I can understand why people are deeply religious. Their brain disregards anything that challenges their belief system so quickly that it's like trying to put a puzzle together while your retarded little brother is shrieking and ripping the puzzle apart. They'll never put the puzzle together, they'll never see how pitiful everything is.

Even when they're 90 on their deathbed looking back at their hollow, uninspiring, unsatisfying existence on this rock, they'll find some incredible way to convince themselves that their lives were meaningful and consequential. I bet they'll remember that time they fucked that Japanese hooker, or how touched they were when their child learned to ride a bike, rather than how they spent 95% of their time staring blankly into space while performing some mundane task such as driving or walking or eating or working or waiting because Karen was supposed to be home 25 minutes ago and the roast beef is getting cold.

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