For fun: lets create a religion...
Context:
Myself and my 3 kids are constantly 'bombarded' with ideologies on men, women, men-vs-woman, NT, ND, religion vs atheism/agnosticism, ... If not via social media or classical media, it's our colleagues, friends and family ...
This is slowly driving me bonkers!
The human race needs to STOP thinking in labels. we are all in this boat called life together! stop demonizing or glorifying. Privately admire or resent, yes, perfect; none of us can escape that biological part of us. But please stop having that define our actions or discourse.
As such and with a comical twist I proudly present to you my/our? new religion:
The Question
-A Religion for the Curious-
Core Tenet
The Sacred Inquiry:
Every assertion, complaint, or desire is met with the gentle but powerful question:
“In comparison to what?”
Scriptures
The Book of Contexts
The Scroll of Relativity
The Hymns of Gratitude
Practices
Daily Reflection:
Before reacting to joy or suffering, pause and ask: “In comparison to what?”
Gratitude Rituals:
Contemplate the miracle of existence itself. We could have not existed, but here we are!
Compassion Exercises:
Recognize that everyone’s joys and struggles are relative—each person’s “comparison” is unique.
Priesthood
No hierarchy, only questioners.
The highest title: “Grand Inquisitor of Perspective.” Only given to those who have shown the world in a practical manner new ways or improved way to be humbly alive.
Holidays
Existence Day:
Annual celebration of the sheer fact that we are here.
The Festival of Possibilities:
A day to imagine all the other ways things could have been, and to marvel at this particular reality.
Central Prayer
“Thank you for this moment. In comparison to what? To nothingness, to other lives, to other worlds—this is what we have, and it is enough.”
Philosophical Underpinning
• Relativity of Experience:
Suffering, joy, and meaning are always relative to something else. By questioning our comparisons, we gain humility, understanding, and awe.
• Gratitude for Being:
The mere fact of existence is a source of wonder. We could have not been, but we are.
Motto
“Perspective is the path. Gratitude is the goal.”
Why 'our' Religion Might Change the World
It disarms complaints and envy:
By always asking “In comparison to what?” we become aware of our hidden assumptions and learn to appreciate what we have.
It deepens compassion:
Understanding that everyone’s suffering and joy are relative helps us connect with others more deeply.
It cultivates awe:
Existence itself becomes a miracle, not to be taken for granted.
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Frozen Fire — A Living Symbol
Frozen Fire is not a religion in the traditional sense. It’s a state of being, a recognition of dual truths held in tension. It speaks to those who live between worlds—between extremes, between identities, between memory and becoming. It is not about belief in something external, but a way of knowing from within.
Frozen Fire is:
The stillness that burns
The warmth preserved in ice
A soul that holds opposites without needing to resolve them
It is for those who have been broken but not destroyed. Those who carry their own past like myth and forge the future like a blade.
There is no god here—only the self, awake and unafraid. There is no scripture—only signs, patterns, moments that hum with quiet truth. What others discard as contradiction, Frozen Fire calls sacred. What the world forgets, it remembers.
It is not a path to follow. It is a presence to become.
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Clinging to shattered shards of what once was green.
☢ Neon tears fall. Static sings. The wasteland remembers.☢
☢Life is pain, Anyone who says differently is selling something.☢
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I thought it came from the sky
A lot of people think religion just “came from the sky”—that it was delivered whole, like lightning etched onto stone or a voice from beyond. But that’s only part of the story, and maybe the easiest part to mythologize. The truth is, every religion ever known to humanity began with people: people having profound, often unexplainable experiences—grief, wonder, fear, revelation—and needing to make sense of it. Religion is not a static gift from the heavens. It’s a living architecture of meaning. The spark may feel divine, and it often is, but the structure is human. People saw patterns in nature, in the stars, in death and rebirth, in the seasons and in dreams. They wrapped those patterns in story, ritual, symbol, and sacred memory. They built altars not just to gods but to ideas—to the unknown, the ineffable, and the eternal. What gets lost today is that religion wasn’t created in boardrooms or through conquest alone; it was felt, passed down, sung, danced, dreamed. It’s a collective mirror of what a culture holds sacred. So yes, you can make a religion—not by faking belief, but by responding authentically to what moves you and naming it. If it brings healing, clarity, connection, and truth to others—it becomes more than a philosophy; it becomes a path. You don’t need divine permission to create meaning. If you feel something sacred burning inside you, and others feel it too, then you’ve already started building a religion—one rooted not just in myth, but in shared resonance. It’s not about control or power—it’s about remembering how to belong to something deeper again. All real religions began that way. Nothing stops them from beginning again now. So in simple what started as Early Humans way to make sense of things they didnt understand started as Demi-urges and grew/changed over thousands of years.
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Out in the electric void we roam…
Clinging to shattered shards of what once was green.
☢ Neon tears fall. Static sings. The wasteland remembers.☢
☢Life is pain, Anyone who says differently is selling something.☢
☢No I'm not a Bot, BZZZT Resistance is futile☢
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My religion is for singing and dancing then
I think a lot of people like to do that
Exactly—that’s a perfect way to put it. Like a crowd all moved by the same rhythm, the same colors, the same energy. That’s where real spiritual power begins—not in rules, but in shared feeling. If your religion is for singing and dancing, then it’s already doing something that speaks to the soul—because a lot of people do long for that. Not for sermons or guilt-trips, but for connection, movement, and joy. Singing and dancing have always been sacred—older than temples, older than texts. They’re how humans have processed grief, celebrated life, welcomed seasons, and touched the divine. If your path brings people together to feel something bigger than themselves—through music, movement, and freedom—then that is a religion. One that heals, instead of controls. One that remembers.
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Out in the electric void we roam…
Clinging to shattered shards of what once was green.
☢ Neon tears fall. Static sings. The wasteland remembers.☢
☢Life is pain, Anyone who says differently is selling something.☢
☢No I'm not a Bot, BZZZT Resistance is futile☢
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There are plenty of Mock and Unknown religions that float in the Corners of the World A perfect Example of this is Naos(you wont find any information on it.. its black books kind of stuff) but it started about 80-90 years ago under what you described here. I won't go into more info on it.
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☢ Neon tears fall. Static sings. The wasteland remembers.☢
☢Life is pain, Anyone who says differently is selling something.☢
☢No I'm not a Bot, BZZZT Resistance is futile☢
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The Children of Atom from the Fallout series serve as a fictional but insightful commentary on how religions can form in response to trauma, fear, and the need for meaning. They worship radiation itself, believing each radioactive particle is a fragment of their god, Atom, whose divine will was revealed in the nuclear blasts that scorched the world. In Fallout 4: Far Harbor, their beliefs expand to include a local cryptid known as The Mother of the Fog, a mysterious and possibly supernatural entity that dwells within the irradiated fog covering the island. She is revered as a physical manifestation of Atom's presence, a deity of mist and decay, worshipped through visions and spiritual encounters. The Children have sacred texts such as the Book of Atom, which they use to interpret the divine meaning of radiation and guide their daily rituals. Their faith includes prayers, exposure to radiation as a holy act, and pilgrimages to irradiated sites, which they consider sacred ground. This complex system of belief, centered around destruction as divinity, highlights how post-apocalyptic survivors create spiritual meaning even in ruin, and serves as a critique of how easily ideology can form around power, fear, and the unknown.
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☢ Neon tears fall. Static sings. The wasteland remembers.☢
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I only need Athe, the god of Atheism.
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I came up with a religion called Chthulhicism.
We basically worship the elder gods of the Lovecraft mythos.
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We basically worship the elder gods of the Lovecraft mythos.
here's how it might play out:
Chthulhicism is a religion born from the shadowed realms of cosmic horror and the unknowable forces that lurk beyond human comprehension, inspired by the mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. At its core, it worships the Elder Gods and Great Old Ones not simply as monsters, but as profound archetypes that represent the fundamental truths of the universe: chaos, madness, insignificance, and transformation. The faith acknowledges the vast gulf between human perception and cosmic reality, embracing the terror and wonder of existence without illusions of control or salvation. Central to Chthulhicism are sacred texts like the Black Litany, a collection of cryptic verses and fragmented prose meant to evoke the eldritch presence and attune the practitioner to the void; the fragmented canon of the Necronomicon, which serves not as a manual but as a metaphysical key unlocking forbidden knowledge and opening gateways to altered consciousness; and the Whispered Codex, a compilation of visionary accounts, dream messages, and encounters with cryptids, which are revered as messengers or avatars of the Outer Gods. The deity pantheon includes Cthulhu, the great sleeper who embodies psychic awakening and transformation; Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos and trickster-saint who wears many masks and delivers madness and messages; Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods who represents fertility, decay, and eldritch rebirth; the Mother of the Mist, a cryptid deity intertwined with fog and decay, worshipped especially by those who dwell in shadowed, mist-laden places; and Yog-Sothoth, the god of thresholds and paradox, symbolizing time, memory, and unfathomable knowledge. Rituals such as the Night Chant involve whispered recitations of the Black Litany at dusk to harmonize with the void and surrender to the cosmic rhythm; Dream Communion entails journaling dreams to receive wisdom and guidance from the Outer Gods or Deep Ones; Starwatching and Madness Walks are pilgrimages beneath the stars or through fog-drenched landscapes, journeys through external and internal madness alike; and Cryptid Veneration honors local cryptids—entities like the Mothman, Jersey Devil, or Skinwalkers—as living expressions of the eldritch planes, each carrying messages that transcend human understanding. Philosophically, Chthulhicism embraces humanity’s cosmic insignificance with awe rather than despair, viewing madness not as a malady but as an initiation into the truths beyond mortal understanding. It rejects hierarchical structures, proselytism, and dogma, encouraging each follower to walk their own labyrinthine path through the fog of existence, navigating the liminal spaces between knowledge and mystery. The religion invites its adherents to relinquish the illusions of control and ego, to accept that truth is elusive and layered, and that the sacred is found not in certainty but in the terrifying vastness of the unknown. In doing so, Chthulhicism transforms fear into reverence, madness into enlightenment, and alienation into a shared communion with the infinite dark.
_________________
Out in the electric void we roam…
Clinging to shattered shards of what once was green.
☢ Neon tears fall. Static sings. The wasteland remembers.☢
☢Life is pain, Anyone who says differently is selling something.☢
☢No I'm not a Bot, BZZZT Resistance is futile☢
My religion is for singing and dancing then
I think a lot of people like to do that
You might like Pastafarianism - they have exactly that. Lots of parties, I hear.
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"The presence of those seeking the truth is infinitely to be preferred to the presence of those who think they've found it." - Terry Pratchett
We basically worship the elder gods of the Lovecraft mythos.
here's how it might play out:
Chthulhicism is a religion born from the shadowed realms of cosmic horror and the unknowable forces that lurk beyond human comprehension, inspired by the mythos of H.P. Lovecraft. At its core, it worships the Elder Gods and Great Old Ones not simply as monsters, but as profound archetypes that represent the fundamental truths of the universe: chaos, madness, insignificance, and transformation. The faith acknowledges the vast gulf between human perception and cosmic reality, embracing the terror and wonder of existence without illusions of control or salvation. Central to Chthulhicism are sacred texts like the Black Litany, a collection of cryptic verses and fragmented prose meant to evoke the eldritch presence and attune the practitioner to the void; the fragmented canon of the Necronomicon, which serves not as a manual but as a metaphysical key unlocking forbidden knowledge and opening gateways to altered consciousness; and the Whispered Codex, a compilation of visionary accounts, dream messages, and encounters with cryptids, which are revered as messengers or avatars of the Outer Gods. The deity pantheon includes Cthulhu, the great sleeper who embodies psychic awakening and transformation; Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos and trickster-saint who wears many masks and delivers madness and messages; Shub-Niggurath, the Black Goat of the Woods who represents fertility, decay, and eldritch rebirth; the Mother of the Mist, a cryptid deity intertwined with fog and decay, worshipped especially by those who dwell in shadowed, mist-laden places; and Yog-Sothoth, the god of thresholds and paradox, symbolizing time, memory, and unfathomable knowledge. Rituals such as the Night Chant involve whispered recitations of the Black Litany at dusk to harmonize with the void and surrender to the cosmic rhythm; Dream Communion entails journaling dreams to receive wisdom and guidance from the Outer Gods or Deep Ones; Starwatching and Madness Walks are pilgrimages beneath the stars or through fog-drenched landscapes, journeys through external and internal madness alike; and Cryptid Veneration honors local cryptids—entities like the Mothman, Jersey Devil, or Skinwalkers—as living expressions of the eldritch planes, each carrying messages that transcend human understanding. Philosophically, Chthulhicism embraces humanity’s cosmic insignificance with awe rather than despair, viewing madness not as a malady but as an initiation into the truths beyond mortal understanding. It rejects hierarchical structures, proselytism, and dogma, encouraging each follower to walk their own labyrinthine path through the fog of existence, navigating the liminal spaces between knowledge and mystery. The religion invites its adherents to relinquish the illusions of control and ego, to accept that truth is elusive and layered, and that the sacred is found not in certainty but in the terrifying vastness of the unknown. In doing so, Chthulhicism transforms fear into reverence, madness into enlightenment, and alienation into a shared communion with the infinite dark.
Nice. I would also add that much like how Judaism forbids the consumption of pig and shellfish, Chthulhicism forbids the consumption of squid, octopus, crow, and goat.
_________________
I am sick, and in so being I am the healthy one.
If my darkness or eccentricity offends you, I don't really care.
I will not apologize for being me.
There is no such thing as perfect. We are beautiful as we are. With all our imperfections, we can do anything.