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Friday, December 24, 2004

religion is a funny thing.
most people grow up to beleive a certain thing.
some people are forced to beleive.
some people willingly beleive.
some people just beleive.
and some are brought up to not beleive.
most dont get a chance.
but some, they question. there are so many religions out there, to me they just seem like degrees. people go to university to get degrees, specialise in a certain something. some people beleive in a certain religion that brands them under that religion. and from then on they beleive in just one religion. if im ever going to find my religion, im going to have to get to know all these religions. but is there a point? im just going to end up beleiving not to beleive. ill end up thinking what i think now. yes theres a higher being than us. but thats about it. its a precarious subject to talk about. but most people dont talk about it at all. but to me its one of the most interesting things to talk about. last night was talking to my dad about it and he let me into the life of mother teresa.
this time it wasnt the usual, mother teresa is a great person, she helped the poor and sick and was a SAINT. this is what the catholic church says. however mother teresa for one was so close to god that she had her own version of god in her head. she didnt beleive in pain and so her patients who were dying of pain and suffering. mother said pain is a gift from god. that morphine shouldnt be used. mother also beleived that contraceptives should not be used and she banned the condom. this however led to increasing unprotected sex and spreading HIV faster than marmalade on toast. theres much more involving money she received from all over the world. she puts the money into building useless monuments and churches in her areas instead of treatment. im not saying shes a fake, im just saying theres a deeply disturbing side to the catholic church. most of us do not know... everyones perception of religion is different. whats yours?

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