My friend Ashley said something that I think needs to be said much more often with regard to the perception of the self which many religious seem to foster, especially Christianity. Basically, that old canard that we are broken, tainted, and in need of repair–in need of saving. It’s all malarkey. The idea of being fallen, or sinful, or whatever has never been anything but a far-fetched, highly implausible, practically incoherent, unsubstantiated, metaphysical concept that is so absurdly dehumanizing that the only way one wouldn’t find it offensive is if they had been literally brain-washed.
“I was not born into a magical curse.
I am not inherently evil or broken.
I know of no evidence or convincing philosophical argument for the existence of god(s).