where sins are washed in a polluted river
but in the heart of his heart, he believes. he believes all will be well eventually. this, understandably, gives him an inner strength that someone like me, a non-believer, lacks. it gives him internal peace and more importantly, it gives him eternal hope, something that no reason, logic or fact can shake. this in itself may lead to him surmounting the problems he finds himself in. or at least, this would go a long way in giving him that extra edge over someone like me to conquer those problems
|i wonder if i need my head examined|
(i am being sarcastic!)
now, i come back to what i was saying. i do not believe that the world is innately fair. i do not believe that there is a god watching over us all and that he will give me some good luck to offset the bad times i have had to face just because i have been a good human as per whatever religion this god belongs to
|life's not fair|
there is no 'being' ensuring fairness
and that is why i say that sometimes, ‘i wish i were a believer’. it has nothing to do with reality. just a fantasy alternative universe where i would think all will be well as long as i behave as per whatever god i believe in thinks is the right way to behave.