God.
God is the most abstract term I can think of. No wonder wars are waged in its defence: the power of religion is a promise made in the name of something that people can put their unwavering trust in- because it cannot be disproven. It creates armies of the ultimate loyal soldiers. For no other cause do people follow seemingly arbitrary customs; gather in masses only to bow before rock sculptures; read volumes of scripture; walk thousands of miles; donate hair, flowers, food, milk, money, their entire lives…
I’m not sure what I think. I am not a religious person, but I am wavered by the blockade question of where anything and everything ever came from… there must have been something to spark everything. But that doesn’t mean that God is a benevolent force, because there is far too much ache on this planet for that to be so. It doesn’t even mean that there’s a force paying attention to us.
I am young, and I don’t have an opinion yet. But for now, I’ll stick firmly to the fact that either way having an opinion is unnecessary because I’ll have to roll through my life and make decisions for the best based on things I know are real. I can’t make my life revolve around a theory as nebulous as that.
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later note: a friend showed me a perfectly apt term, ‘agnostic’. By definition an agnostic person ‘believes that nothing is known or can be known of the existence or nature of God or of anything beyond material phenomena; a person who claims neither faith nor disbelief in God.’
positively unresolved 