Sitting by the fire, the flame fluttered its colors playing cellos in the red background and he asked to the guy sitting next to him,
What is religion?
What is that something that leaves your body when you die.
There’s something for sure, and it’s important.
Important because it makes you “alive “. Big thing, yeah.
Otherwise too, it’s something very important, because you’ll spend anything in hospitals to save that something.
When that something leaves, you put the same body on fire or under the ground.
So if it is so important, it must be honoured.
With this, we now know that it’s the same thing, in me, you and that puppy and that tree and that sparrow.
So the God dwells in parts in each being’s core, and between these core, called souls, is a necessary inevitable communication.
To this entity does my honour and service lies and so does my religion.
To the God in me and you.
A salutation and lots of respect.
Cheers!