What if the past has no meaning and the only point in time of our life that really matters is that point which is happening at present. To make matters worse, when life is over, the existence is also over; the hope of some sort of salvation from a God is pointless. My perspective on things exists only in the world physically and therefore the presence or absence of meaning in one's life is alone revealed through that event which he or she is experiencing at a particular moment.
There’s no problem with religion, per-say, but it's the annoyance of it being shoved in my face. People, at first glance, see me as an evil man. I showed no grief at Maman's funeral & instead worried more about Marie's seductive charm made anyone see me as wicked & sinful. Knowing Maman dies, my reaction to this is not sadness, and it is a matter-of-fact, unemotional acceptance of the situation. “Maman died today. Or yesterday maybe, I don’t know.” Later on, the sun's violent rays persuade me to shoot at it, killing an Arabian man on the beach and showing no remorse, my only concern is ruining the calm, pleasant day at the beach.
A lot of people that try to say that not believing in God is absurd & that there should be more punishment to my sentence. Apparently, chopping off heads is a "soft" punishment. Belief in religion is nothing & rejecting it entirely is very easy to do. In the court, apparently not believing in a higher power is a bad thing & can be punished for this exact thing. The court persecuted me for not being a religious man more than they did for killing someone. The entire court case was primarily based on this issue.
When we can see beyond our prejudices & see a person, not as an evil being, but as an individual who simply is gently