Life would be so much simpler if there wasn't so much obsession with spiritual matters.
I come from a polytheistic background. I found that from this milieu there is an earnest desire to harmonise.
Growing up, things were always peachy with my siblings. We could play and banter to no end.
Then, like a bolt out of the blue, my siblings started to embrace monotheism.
That was my childhood's end.
They started to become preachy. They began to invoke the name of their one god for almost anything. It was annoying. It was boring. It ... broke the bond.
I became testy whenever they invoked the name of their god for the most inane things. I became irritable when they started to weave their new-found beliefs into things that I liked.
It became suffocating to be with my siblings.
And, so....we drifted apart.
Monotheists seem to crave for market share.
Polytheists just want some peace and quiet to enjoy the bounties that Nature has endowed.
So, you can imagine how excitable my monotheistic siblings have become in recent years.
And, all this while, polytheistic me just enjoy burning the incense and lighting the lamp to honour the various deities and my ancestors without any rancour or fuss.
In most polytheistic cultures, one's belief is highly personal.
There is no imposition on others to comply.
If only the monotheists can just sheath their swords of righteousness and just embrace their beliefs privately.
The world would be tranquil, serene and serendipitous.