Conscience Like Religion.

Do you know the situation? The usual morning, the next day. Caring, like, is full of mouth and there is no time for stupidity and lyrical digressions. It seems that everything like selgas and relatives do not expect surprises from you, and here, unexpectedly, you are left alone with yourself and suddenly ... a thought. Why am I here? In this room, office, city, country? Who needs all this? Who now decides who I should be, where and when? Why did not I decide this for myself? And can I decide for myself? The feeling is as if I do not dare to look into my own eyes, inside myself. It's a shame to be weak and driven. I want the opposite, to lead and light the way.

No, I will not let my relatives down, I will not throw out an unexpected surprise, I will not go to the forest, to a sect or something like that. But I want to decide where I should go. Look in the eyes of your loved ones and be honest with them. I can not decide who will follow me. Here the matter of coincidence of interests, but to me - this is my question. I do not know where these thoughts come from in my head, maybe age is like that. Most likely, all so, sooner or later.

After reading my article about God, I realized where I made a mistake. I did not explain that there is a God for me, and why I want to write his name in future with the capital letter.

Again, I do not believe in God. I do not believe in idols, including in Jesus, Allah, Krishna, and the remains of the other "saints." Religion, like the worship of idols, and the continuation of their path, blind or conscious, based on trust, has no value. For me, no. Religion, as a set of moral principles, social laws, systems of human behavior in society, is the accumulated and polished by the centuries of true knowledge - that's what is important. I can not oppose this with my relatively insignificant life experience. But why should I believe !?

For me, Conscience is God. Conscience is always with me, she is everywhere and nowhere, she sees everything even in the dark, under the blanket, she knows about my secrets, about all the bad deeds and deeds. She knows about my kindness, and she does not let me now list the remnants of my virtues. And because everything forgives us, too, it is only necessary to recognize everything, and let go. confess.

In each of us, as one of the modern poets said, there are concepts of decency and conscience, even in the most lost, go on remaining real.

Overcoming in oneself pride, envy, anger, despondency, greed, gluttony and voluptuousness (7 deadly sins), understanding through the mind, their harm to themselves and taking them as particles of their I, perhaps, I move to the truth. This struggle for balance can become the meaning of life. I do not find any other.

I believe that the Conscience, in the end, is the indicator that shows me now the arrow of the scales, those on which our souls fall. Listen to it, and regardless of religion, a good future awaits you.

By God I call Conscience. It is in you unambiguously. But his strength depends only on your faith.

Something like that. One can not understand this, so I went online. If the reader has thoughts and emotions, please share in the comments.