Born in a Brothel
It's a difficult task to stay neutral in the conversation of religion. There's simply too much to talk about with lots of fuel to feed the fire. This topic can be compared to an electronics shop with many beautiful models on display. To the left are the Mac's, to the right are the PC's and somewhere in the back are all of the old models which are looked upon as old garbage with laughable functionality. However, in just a few short years all that is on display now will be seen as outdated and the people will wonder just how they were able to live under such "barbaric" standards.
One would think that in this day and age the general human populace would have the insight to see and understand this process; yet, laughably, most humans are just as stuck in their beliefs now as they were four thousand years ago. People truly feel that their particular "higher authority" is the one true higher authority and all others are laughably false.
The truth is: your upbringing, social settings and trials and errors are what determine your beliefs. If you were born into a brothel, brought up by prostitutes and told that sluttin' it up was the way into heaven, chances are high your "good book" would be the Hooker's Handout Guide. So, before heading out into the world and screaming damnation upon those who seem different, take a good look at the origin of your beliefs and see what rehashed material it spawned from. You might find that those crazy Pagans and their wild, white haired, jealous god Zeus has more in common with good ol' JC and the big guy than you imagine.
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