Find a religion.
What can religion do for me?
It can make me happy? Make me at ease? Have inner peace? Or gain what, spiritual existence that reduces the need for the pain of the physical one?
Come on, it is not like what it is.
There must be more to that than this, you know it, because religious people, they make up almost the entire world.
What is religion? If it is a justification for faith itself, why can I not, just believe in myself?
Why do I need to thrust my life and soul upon an omniscient soul, he has too much to care about, too many people to console, my pains are not perpetual for him at any moment, unlike it is for me, at this moment. Right on this spot.
If there is Holy, spirituality, than all these are just aspects of human mind, and a too logical sense just could not gain an understanding of how to contextualize our beliefs. If all these are just aspects of human mind, let us at ease, let there be tranquility, passion, and a freedom of choice.
Choosing to be who we are.
Desiring what we want, and paying our debt on it.
If I drink Holy water, read Holy Bible, I can communicate to him, I can be of his own kind, why would I want to suffer, before reaching his door step.
I feel more dead than alive.
I am more readily soulless, than still have a soul for him to put at ease.
Life has burnt scars unto our hearts that life cannot so much take off.
Time can come and take my hand, but the process of waiting alone, is like stepping into flames of the fire you set in your Garden Eden.
Why do I care?
Nothing is important anymore.
Not a thing. Not a person. Not a dream, not a nightmare.
Now that I sound just like you, I'm start to realize how unimportant I might have been to you, just as I turn into a callous soul like yours.
The way I addressed God makes me feel like I am starting on the path.
But then who knows, you said you weren't religious. If you could bear it, well why couldn't I.
My mind wouldn't be weaker than yours, though I feel like falling apart.
The night is a weird nightmare, like reality bounded to desperation. I longed for light and day, knowing there would be nothing there, but another set of ten twenty hours to put my soul into another stage of emptiness.
Don't sound so dreadful, if there's no love, you still won't die.