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Agastasa
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I was raised in a Muslim household but in my teenage years, I’ve became a stern atheist. But even this fades away as I argued with more religious people. I’m open to any religion. Now, I’m a bit older, I want something more. I think I can see the importance of the transcendental even though I don’t really believe in it. Something about the aesthetics of Catholicism fascinates me. Normally, I don’t want to believe in Catholicism. It’s only when I’m in a really emotional state that I want to believe in it. Like when I’m really scared, angry, lonely, in ‘‘love’’ or even when I’m sexually aroused( I hope I don’t sound rude here). Otherwise, I’m satisfied with materialist outlook on the universe.
It’s really confusing for me.
It’s really confusing for me.