my side, your side

I’m sick of religion today. Then, again, I’m sick of religion most days.

Sick of the fighting.
Sick of the prejudice.
Sick of the hell and damnation.
Sick of the self-righteousness.

We humans are so controlling. We want to define what is and what isn’t. We want to put limits on ourselves and limits on our gods. The more we confine ourselves, the more we box ourselves in, the safer we feel. But entrapment doesn’t bring a person closer to the divine, just closer to suffocation.