I’m mighty tempted to join a cult.
It’s said that cults are harmful because they prevent people from thinking for themselves. But for me that’s precisely the appeal. The entirety of my problems stem from thinking for myself. It’s thinking for myself that makes life convoluted.
So, given the option, I’d select existential certainty over freedom of thought. Cults can offer the former, whereas I’m currently inhibited by the latter.
Religion and philosophy as I know them haven’t rectified the problem. I must live a good life, not read about what makes life good. If it’s a cult that lets me lead a satisfactory life, then I want to join a damn cult.
As we age, we don’t resolve the answers to existential questions, rather we figure out how to cope without knowing the answers to such questions.
But I’ve yet to do that...
I’m too old for this.
Existential issues aside, I frequently ask myself how I can live in a society so full of greed, materialism, division, isolation, and violence.
I’m not sure, and I’ve never been sure. Maybe a cult is the answer
