Religion of An Agnostic Mind

Faith is a heavy word, belief is gigantic and religion, scary.

There is a feeling deep within me that tells me that faith isn’t born but created the same way respect isn’t demanded but earned. I honestly can understand the existence of a higher power, something above us that is managing us like a well-trained puppeteer, but I cannot guarantee my faith in it. I don’t depend on the workings of this power. I trust in effort and worth. If I work hard for something in life, it is all right for me to expect my reward but on the other hand, if I don’t work for something, I cannot expect a return. It is unlawful and unethical.

Expectance is a menace. How often we find ourselves at the mercy of an argument or break in a relationship when expectations aren’t met. Now, expecting things to happen or expecting people to behave in certain way is not required. We are just allowed our space and rights to do deeds good or bad and the rest is not up to us. If something ought to happen it shall. If it doesn’t, then there is something else waiting for us, something better.

My religion comprises of 5 very basic principles, which I like to live by. It forms my spiritual pyramid:

1. Expectance: don’t have it, don’t foster it or harbor it. It breeds, spreads and destroys.
2. Thievery: do not indulge in any form of it. Stealing materialistic things, lying – stealing someone’s right to the truth, or killing – stealing someone’s right to live.
3. Respect: for people, things, animals, birds etc. For opinions, for matter, for space, for privacy, for other people’s decisions. Do not intrude in a person’s private space – the biggest form of disrespect.
4. Compassion: for all living creatures. We must envelope ourselves in a way that we draw the suffering and troubled, we must prepare ourselves in a way that we can relieve them of their pain in any way we can.
5. Sacrifice: anything as long as it isn’t your identity or who you are. Do not let imposing fools cover you with their thoughts. Create yourself with your own bare hands.

There it is, reflections laid naked. Drown, dip or reject at your own will.