I really don’t alieve in god usually. When I have a close call, my response is usually laughter and relief rather than gratitude. I thought I was I danger, but I wasn’t...I don’t know. There is something hilariously funny about that dissonance between expectation and reality. I’m not a big risk taker or thrill seeker either, so it’s not only the adrenaline.
I think the closest I’ve gotten to alieving in god is when I was sad and a friend told me to try praying. I tried it, and sort of felt a little better for a few minutes...but it wasn’t the same as the feeling of wonder I get when I contemplate the relationship between myself and the rest of the universe. I guess for me, in order to get that “religous” high, I’ve got to believe and alieve the concept of worship simultaneously. And that kind if thought requires eliminating anthropomorphic tendencies, not creating them.
The other time I was close to alieving in anthropomorphic things is while laying In the grass in the sun. I felt gratitude towards the ground I lay on...i felt like i was hugging a person. and the sunlight and wind, I felt like they were acting for my benefit..even though I knew they weren’t people.
When something bad is about to happen, I generally visualize it happening. I can’t imaging the emotional roller coaster of praying for something to be okay and then it turns out not okay. Although...I guess I do hope sometimes, kind of like how you roll dice in a special way or blow on them or something, as if by paying close attention you could will them into having a certain outcome. That’s sort if the same thing as “please let everything be okay” if you boil it to the basic, nonverbal sentiment. But pleading to a person feels very different from blowing on dice, subjectively.
I really don’t alieve in god usually. When I have a close call, my response is usually laughter and relief rather than gratitude. I thought I was I danger, but I wasn’t...I don’t know. There is something hilariously funny about that dissonance between expectation and reality. I’m not a big risk taker or thrill seeker either, so it’s not only the adrenaline.
I think the closest I’ve gotten to alieving in god is when I was sad and a friend told me to try praying. I tried it, and sort of felt a little better for a few minutes...but it wasn’t the same as the feeling of wonder I get when I contemplate the relationship between myself and the rest of the universe. I guess for me, in order to get that “religous” high, I’ve got to believe and alieve the concept of worship simultaneously. And that kind if thought requires eliminating anthropomorphic tendencies, not creating them.
The other time I was close to alieving in anthropomorphic things is while laying In the grass in the sun. I felt gratitude towards the ground I lay on...i felt like i was hugging a person. and the sunlight and wind, I felt like they were acting for my benefit..even though I knew they weren’t people.
When something bad is about to happen, I generally visualize it happening. I can’t imaging the emotional roller coaster of praying for something to be okay and then it turns out not okay. Although...I guess I do hope sometimes, kind of like how you roll dice in a special way or blow on them or something, as if by paying close attention you could will them into having a certain outcome. That’s sort if the same thing as “please let everything be okay” if you boil it to the basic, nonverbal sentiment. But pleading to a person feels very different from blowing on dice, subjectively.