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Red Rose Register #3
On the subject of religion, I am saddened in the fact that I feel most churches are just grifting for money. That the history of religions is littered with the same. That the teachings of peace and love alongside the clear political agendas as they’re presented, are all distractions as they grow in save and power and influence.
A force dare not questioned.
The towering empire that demands attention, one of a handful, with the strings still held tight.
Across the entirety of written history there have been signs of this.
Perhaps it’s especially tragic then, that I consider myself a religious person.
A believer in a concept I call, “God’s Code.”
That God is one of many. Flawed, like us. In the same way a programmer makes a game, God created all that we know. Life follows a code and history sprung outward.
We follow this code and all religions are attempts to see through the veil. Perhaps the programmer allows for peaks, but fears past attempts have caused conflicts that echo out even today.
Growing up near Houston, there were several major churches. They had buildings that could host sporting events and bright lights. The crowds cheered wildly and the pastors had charisma.
They come into town and speak of helping the locals, but turn away many and tell them to leave out the back when they do.
I’m reminded by a group in town that helped keep me from starving. They called themselves Christians, too.
The difference, and proof that there can be a lot of beauty in religion too, is that they actually tried to do things through the words they claimed to strive for.
I just hope one day humanity can finally unite.
As unlikely as that is.