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As a teen I defeated all their arguments for religion.

I do not need to argue with them or defeat them, since I escaped. My anger with them is not for me, but for all those they did delude and continue to delude, and especially for all those who are still being kept in an unnatural endless childhood without the chance to engage in life's most fulfilling process, that of learning.

My mother was the religious leader in our family and I was taught to fear, and ignore, any science that conflicted with religious beliefs. The hardest part for me was realizing that she was wrong. However, it was also the best part for me as I no longer had to worry about good people going to hell (whatever that eternal punishment might be) or wonder why God chose to not answer so many prayers.

My mother now has dementia, something she was certain her god was going to protect her from getting. She also has chronic pain. She came over the other day (I live next door to my parents) and was in a lot of pain. She was saying she didn't know how she could go on and just wants to die.

While lying on my sofa and looking toward the ceiling, she called out, "I don't know why god won't help me!" This broke my heart; and all I could think was "it's because there is no god." And, if there were one, able to help but refusing to do so, it is certainly not worthy of any worship.

I don't look at it as a matter of defeating anyone or their influence. Rather, I view it as a process of a process of growing up and deciding for myself who I am and will be.

I have somehow escaped the fear and trauma that so many people endure. I think I was skeptical from the start about the hellfire & damnation school of thought, and my parents never mentioned such stuff.

We need to understand and accommodate those who lash out at religion. If I had my way the idea of hell would be banished from human consciousness. Whoever thought up that concept ought to be dug up and kicked in the ass.

There is only heaven and we are in it!

The biggest trouble with religion comes from people wanting to know if I'm religious. My response is always, "God" (the parens mean if you believe in a god) had nothing to do with religion, man cooked up that scam all on his own and it has been the cause of war and human strife ever since.
As a youngster the biggest problem was going to church. At first I'd just duck out after the choir sang (I was in the choir), when that became an issue I simply stated one Sunday morning I was not going. Mom said 'go, it's good for you'. to which I responded, 'if it is so good for us why do you just drop us off at the front door?' end of my having to go to church and the beginning of my mother's nervous resentment of me. oh well.

I'm not really troubled by religion but last night I could not sleep and somehow my mind went into the nonsense and total impossibility of Noah's Ark. I can imagine the 600 year old man going after all the animals and the many, many years that would take. How would he get a lion to go with him? My mother once said I had this all wrong and that god made the animals all come to him. OK, that just made it equally impossible and added more BS.

Given that that list is 0 people then I guess, yes, I've defeated their arguments. Probably explains why I've never really been that troubled by religion.