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[msibraheembloomfield]

Today during our TOK class we were talking about Religion.

At some point our teacher asked us about positive effects of Religion on our lives.

Everyone was like: “it gives people hope, certainty etc”.

What I said was “beneficial restrictions”. My classmates and teacher thought that I meant “guidance or ways to be a good believer”, however I meant exactly what I said.

By “Beneficial restrictions” l meant ‘sins’ or basically ‘rules after breaking which you are going to Hell’.

I don’t think that they always have a positive impact on person’s life, as with them often comes a fear of committing something unforgivable, as well as a huge responsibility for person’s decisions. But sometimes this fear is the best cure.

I want to tell you what I could not tell my classmates.

I have a friend who suffered from severe depression. During that time she really wanted to kill herself. She really did. I could feel it as everyone else could. She would hurt herself in different ways, she would even commit serious self harm. However she never managed to suicide, as every time she would get determined to die, the fear of going to Hell would stop her.

I know that Religion has been used to manipulate and hurt, however it has also been used and is still used to keep desperate ones alive.

#religion #my story

[msibraheembloomfield]

#nightsky #drawing #not bad

[msibraheembloomfield]

I had a dream last night.

I was under water. I lied on the bottom of a lake, I suppose, because water was cold, dirty-turquoise and bottom was covered with grey sand and brownish-red pebbles.

I was lying, unmoving, my head up. Looking into the depth of the water above me. The beams of light wear piercing the water, creating green-blue and white spots, that were dancing and drizzling in front of my eyes.

I could hear the whisper of waves. Their beautiful voice was sweeter then a lullaby and bitter than a farewell. They were everywhere, some were laughing, some were crying, some were booing and some were cursing. I was lying and absorbing their aimless murmur

I was alone there. Everything except me and waves was dead, immobile, frozen. Nothing could disturb my rest. With every breath, I was inhaling piercing water until it would fill my lungs, until I would satiate.

#spilled words #water #literature