little big man said:
Faith based religions are not the only religions.
please tell me more about this.
i try to imagine a religion without faith.
are you talking about a fact based religion?
long have i looked for a religion that satisfies both logic and love.
when i was i kid i used to envy spock on star trek, because i believed he had mastered emotions to the point where he had wished them out of existence through pure power of the will.
i diligently set about doing just that.
as a traumatized child, the idea of feeling nothing was very appealing to me. i sincerely thought that feelings were a weakness, and more seriously, a handicap and a hazard that could cost you. i had already learned the intensity of psychic pain, and i would be happy if i never felt that again.
i simply started this process by studying spock and suppressing my emotions and wearing a mask. it worked well.
great essay on spock psychology and philosophy: https://www.gdg.00freehost.com/trekessays/essay011.htm
as i got into my teens and started tripping, i added my own western warped concepts of nirvana and satori to this mix. add a little nietzche and i ended up with my own eclectic religion. i was consciously trying to create my own altered state of self directed being. i was going to become a vulcan buddhist bermensch. sort of a manmachine. i really envied and emulated robots. so i added some asimov to my private belief system.
the three laws of robotics could be considered my code of conduct. it seemed sufficient to me at the time. perfectly simple and simply perfect. no need for emotion in this equation. peace through programming.
as i got older, this poorly conceived concoction of conflicting survival defense mechanisms mutated into a mess. i had become a jekyll/hyde type, or worse... a banner/hulk type. i was the opposite of my ideal... unpredictable, random, irrational, volatile, hostile. i was full of feelings, bad feelings.
i started to graft on emergency patches to fix the leaks. psychedelics, quantum physics, metaphysics and magick entered my life. i added shaman sorcerer to my laundry list. after that, i became a musician magician. under the guidance of camus and crowley and castaneda, i turned into a rebel pagan warrior.
i had a huge collection of maps, i was out there exploring the territory, but i had no compass.
this wild journey took me into some dark corners of the mind, which i scoured and devoured without inhibition.
call it data processing.
i continued to accumulate and assimilate more information in my quest for knowledge. i sifted through all that knowledge, looking for inspiration and wisdom. from that inspiration and wisdom, i was hoping to catch a glimpse of truth or reality in this lifetime.
i was digging through piles of coal, searching for diamonds.
i am now 53 years old and i have arrived here.
love is my diamond.
jesus is my jewel.
god is my gem.