I saw one of the reasons that people don't want to die.
Death sounds deadly dull.
I was raised Southern Baptist and given two options.
When you die, unless you've done the rituals of your particular religions, you get to eternally burn in hell – I guess that's if you've really pissed off God – or you get to play harps, float around on clouds, and sing eternal hosannas.
Maybe that's why some people turn Muslim – their heaven sounds more interesting - if you're a guy.
Because I will read the back of a ketchup bottle, I ran into books by people who did die, and came back to talk about it.
According to these accounts, once you get past being everyone you've helped or hurt (yea, that parts' gotta be a bummer for someone like Hitler) death is a blast!
Everything is geared to have fun.
How did Religion get to be so terrifying and somber?
Because it is the ultimate power tool.
We all wanted our first gods, our parents to love us. If we did not do what they said, we got (well, you used to) our ass whipped, and the threat that if we did not comply, their love could be withheld.
Religions tell us that if we don't comply, we don't just get our privileges suspended, we lose our soul or the right to meet our maker.
That's cold, man!
The God that I was presented with was unacceptable.
Why would a God that can create black holes, the stars, the moon, and US be petty and revengeful?
I started to realize that Man has created God in his image.
Since I couldn't find a non-judgemental God in any religious documents, I started a life long journey for the real McCoy.
That's why I dove eagerly into the rabbit hole.
I went right to the source – hallucinogenics.
In the 70's – a lovely age when the laws were gentle- my old man and I went to Kissimee, Fl, when it was still all cattle lands – and collected 10 industrial size bags of magic mushrooms.
It made a gruel so thick, a spoon would stand up in it.
I should have at least a footnote in history.
I deserved the Nobel Peace Prize for liberating minds that night.
No atheists or agnostics left that night.
All minds were relieved of their bothersome leash to reality.
You become one with all of humanity and Mother Nature.
I went outside and the clouds gave me information about the continents they just came from.
That's got to be one the reasons that the military gave up on it.
Who gives a crap about killing another, when you're in an alternate universe and KNOW that everyone and everything is interconnected.
Mushrooms and psychedelics have always been used as a religious ceremony all over the world.
Because your life is never the same again.
You now KNOW that God is real and have confirmed that the universe in your brain is totally unbound by this third dimension.