The Nature Of Religion.

People do some very odd things.

Glimpsing shadows of the infinite, a man devises ways to sell it.
Calling it God, he intercedes on behalf of God, dispensing it, secondhand.
Only I - he proclaims - can speak on behalf of God, to you, and carry your messages back to God. Only through me, can you stand in line for heaven.
This odd thing is called religion.

Religion has bitten itself in the leg.
Standing between the infinite, and its manifestations, religion creates a shadow.
In this dark shadow, stand the many who yearn for more than mere shadow.
"Who are we," they cry, "and where do we fit into this?"
And religion gives them its unconvincing answers...

Stepping out of the shadow, a man is able to regard the infinite, first-hand.
This does not make him an atheist.
Instead, it makes him God.
For he sees, at last, his true nature.
Not a created thing, separate from its creator.
But the single part of the greater whole, glorious in its one-ness.

Religion removes the God from the religious.
God removes the religion from the conscious.
The conscious rediscover their purpose.
And live as God intended them to.

As part, not apart, from the creation.