You’re so terrified of the deities that your ancestors worshiped for thousands of years.
You are convinced that they are evil & anyone who worships them is wicked. These are the same deities who helped your ancestors live long enough to birth you. Deities who inspired you to keep your environment clean, taught you to have certain rest days from farming & fishing so the land was sustained. Deities who looked like you, bore your names & established your societies causing you to have pride in yourselves. Deities you were terrified of lying to & so swearing before them was more effective than any oath created in a foreign land.
Yet you love deities introduced to you by persons who colonized, enslaved, raped & robbed you. Yes, you admire these deities whose depictions look nothing like you & whose names sound nothing like yours. You trust these deities who have told you they’re currently roasting all your ancestors in hot fire because your ancestors weren’t ‘lucky’ to have anyone tell them about these deities. You also love deities who didn’t care enough about you to ever declare your people as a chosen nation or to write the original versions of their ‘sacred book’ in your native tongue So you have to translate it with all its attendant errors & inconveniences.
A century after worshiping this new deity your countries are full of filth, your land is running out of resources, you are plagued with debt & subservient to the very persons who introduced you to these deities & they dictate if you will eat & how much, no one in your country fears to lie, be corrupt or mistreat their neighbor. Now everyone can’t think the same & we should all be free to choose our beliefs or lack thereof. But at least, we can get to the point where we respect the faith of our ancestors, whether we choose to practise it ourselves or not.
Source: Kuukuwa Andam
