Art and Religion

Since I started blogging, I noticed that there are a lot of blogs I come across here that’s about religion or at least talks about mostly about religion. I am not against any religion, but I can’t deny my dismay of it, mostly towards its followers and the people behind religion. Again, and I am going to repeat it again. I am not against any religious belief system. But I do not believe that religion should be centering of one’s life more so the means of one’s food. I mean, come on. Everybody knows that if you want to get rich, as is easily rich, build a fucking religion. People who are weak enough to be gullible and to believe in this ruthless preacher would end up victims.

A belief system is only a belief system and just like any other ideas in this world, it is ephemeral. It is ever changing, ever evolving as the individual evolves. But I can absolutely understand why a person would choose to lean to some religious cult or sects just to find meaning of his existence, because after all, life is goddamn hard. It is a struggle and one thing that I learn, we all carry some baggage or pain in our lives that needs to be handled in a certain way. And if a person is not evolved enough, how would he know how to handle it. Religion is the first and last resort perhaps.

Although, I believe in prayer, of meditation but most importantly, I believe in discipline, most specifically, self discipline. You cannot go wrong with that. Self discipline can really make a difference in a person’s life for a better. It is your next door preacher who can hand you the miracle you’ve been waiting. It is you and it is within you.

That’s all I want to say and that’s all I want to preach. Though, I am not preaching. I am not retard. I have no plans of joining some cultish freaks who knows nothing but pry on other people’s lives asking them, if you’ll going to die where are you going? I almost fell out of my chair as I typed this. I met few people like this before and they are absolutely, absolutely terrifying. Not because they threatening like that, whatsoever but they seem to me, they’ll going to break down any time and they would make sure they’ll going to pass on their crap to you. I mean come on, who would seriously belief in that Armageddon, end of the world thing. Who are these people who spread fear to innocent citizenries? If you are searching for truth, seek for it in art. Because politics come and go, religion can kill you, but one thing, only one thing remains certain, ART.  It is perhaps, its uncertainty that provides us the truth about life. No one but an artist can open you up, heal you, nurture you and inspire you all at the same time. Don’t go to a preacher, go to an artist, talk to an artist when you feel lost and then you will understand who you are and your entire existence with only just one sitting.

The answer to this world’s problem isn’t religion. It’s art. And perhaps, literature and those who can create art and literature are the salt of this earth; they are the diamonds of this generation, the savior of humanity. I believe in a poet more than I believe a next door preacher or teacher because those who can’t do teach. Those who are still capable of bringing sensitivity to the world are the gems and the special kind. Those, whose sensitivity has been consumed in life, are the poorest amongst all of us.

Take care of your artists, your poets because you don’t know how much important they are until you found yourself in one of their masterpiece, possibly on the wall, staring at your own beauty you may have never realized, is within you.  The words of a poet give life to an ailing soul and there’s no amount of money which can equal that.