This will be a short one. After yesterday’s post, I swear. 🙂
So, I visited a temple (an overrated one, at that) recently. And I asked myself, am I an atheist. I definitely have a problem with religious people, who do all the vegetarianism-bullshit and claim it to be symbolic of some kind of devotion. I know cool people who go like they’re vegetarian because they were raised that way, or choose to be that way, simply for some kind of comfort. I’m absolutely cool with that. Live and let live. And obviously, I’m not stopping those religious devotees from being vegetarian out of religion. It just pisses me off, and makes me think of them as being lame.
So back to the question, am I an atheist. I also have a problem with people who impost their atheism with much zeal and fanaticism. It looks fictitiously pretentious to me. Not because I’d insist believing in a god or religion is in built in us, and anybody who claims not to, is acting it. Just the fact that when they do it to an extent above averagely, there are high chances they’re doing it for the sake of anti-conformism. Which is obviously pathetic-loserish. However much Anurag might say I’m one myself.
So I don’t say I’m an atheist, but I definitely don’t believe in religion. How I answer that question, is that I have no problem with believing in God – and sometimes in a happy mood, I might go a step ahead and say I actually believe in [a] God[s]. I talk to mine regularly. But I don’t believe in religion. And it is an interesting limitation of the English vocabulary (or perhaps only mine), that does not articulate this middle path well enough.
Wikipedia defines atheism as the belief that there are no deities. According to what I understand as being a deity, I’m an atheist. But in popular interpretation, an atheist is one of those thorough [in pretense, at least] science nerds, who wants to reason out the existence of the universe with cause and effect. I sure want to do that too, but I don’t discount supernatural existences. I have participated in one of those lifting a weight-with-a-fingertip seminar, in which we actually did that. It was not something which ‘opened my eyes’ – it just reinforced my belief that human at least, if not all beings, have some subliminal awesomeness that is tough to explicitly establish. That should be perhaps the subjective definition on how to define the presence of life. Or perhaps only humanity, but we should not be conceited to presume it is exclusively human, as we so often are.
Somewhat going back to the point, the merging of ideas of a/multiple God(s), deities, and supernatural powers, and religion, show a certain lack of thought in what is popular human communication (not the only one for sure, but one of the jarring ones, which hurt me).
But the realization that there is a poor distinction in those ideas, made me understand the logic behind those apocryphal (read: densely shitty) stories which try to disprove the existence of God by showing the futility of prayer, or prove the existence of God by “He made you to do that work. You are the hand of God” kind of crap.
So I’ll abruptly end here, by saying it’s odd how few people seem to innately that God and religion can be entirely different and inconsistent thought processes. But perhaps that’s because I’m not using the same dictionary at all. 😉