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One of the better analogies, if you ask me . . . [Sep. 15th, 2015|01:27 pm]
Phrembah (a potato-like mystery)
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These "belief systems" that people come up with are basically just playthings with which to amuse and torture themselves and others.  They are not otherwise necessary or useful.

They remind me of when, as kids, we would build "forts" inside the house.  Usually we did this when it was too cold or wet or dark to build a fort of some sort outside.  We would start with a card-table, say, with a blanket over it to make an enclosure that we could get into and have a private space of our own.  Our private space was separate from the rest of the room and house and it was a kid-sized space; even if an adult could fit in our fort, they wouldn't want to.  Then we would get something else, like a coffee table or end table and place it next to the main fort and extend the cover over that or add more blankets and stuff as necessary.  Then we'd add another larger space or perhaps move it near a closet to make a larger enclosed space that we could annex to our fort "complex."  We could entertain ourselves for literally hours like this, the whole time making up stories and back-stories and rules and heirarchies to explain and give meaning to our impromptu society.

What we knew about our "fort city" was that it was entirely make-believe and entirely unnecessary.  The house within which we built our fort was more than adequate to the task of keeping the weather out and the warmth in.  And, in fact, our fort would be woefully inadequate against the elements were it not for the "real" house, the one Mom and Dad bought or built and maintained scrupulously.  If we actually had to rely exclusively on our card-table-and-blanket fort for shelter in the real world, we'd get woefully wet or freeze to death or get all of our stuff stolen before very long at all.

Religions remind me a lot of those forts.  You can pretend your "beliefs" are real and give them the best lip service money can buy, but as you dance the kabuki of your belief system, you must still keep an eye on the "really for real" world, because that's the world that's going to have to be dealt with, belief system or no.  Somebody's going to have to play the Mom and Dad roles; somebody's going to have to be the adult in the room and make sure that no one gets hurt when the kabuki fails to deliver anything but entertainment (or not even).
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