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Science VS Religion


The Soviet Union of Nazis or Nazi were a strong believer in the concept of hollow earth. This concept states that the earth is hollow and some highly intellectual civilization recites underneath the main land. It is also said that Hitler and his beloved Eva escaped there after WW2 as their bodies were never found. During those times, they also conducted an experiment and started digging the Earth in order to reach its center. Even though they couldn’t really reach their destination, they discovered a shocking yet little known facts. Our textbooks have taught us a certain pattern with great bravado and if we remember, we have been taught that the Earth has certain layers in a chronological manner. Yet when they dug, they discovered that a complete layer was missing, meaning earth never had the layer.
People then started questioning what else are the text books lying to us and can we really trust those?
Are you going in believe in a book written by someone you never met?
Today people are tagged as crazy, skeptic, conspirator etc. but when did we become a society that starts judging people for asking questions? For they might be right from every perspective. Remember, truth remains truth until a new truth is found. Many great minds have debunked other great minds. Take the geocentric model for example. We were known to be a society for free thinkers that allows people to explore and imagine not constrain them. The last time somebody forced the public to think a certain way, the very roots of humanity was questioned.
The fight between religion and science has long roots. Once upon a time people thought everything was conducted by the almighty God. Yet when people started asking questions and reasons for simplest of things, the mention of God was not enough. In order to quite down the wild spread fire of curiosity, people with cross embezzled on their chest were executed and thrown to public. Religion threatened science and the very people practicing it. Later, it was at this time many inventions and discoveries were put to light. It is also said that at this time a secret brotherhood by the name of Illuminati was formed with great world leaders and they conducted secret experiment under the very nose of religion.
Time changes but history repeats itself.
Today, as science has become the ultimate language, people have been starting to ignore all other possibilities. They become egoist with what little knowledge they have. For all we know, tomorrow we could wake up doubting our very own existence. Our religious books describe to great lengths about science with wonderful inventions like Raavan’s Pushpa Vinam. We cannot deny the fact that the Gods we worship today were the first scientist. Religion doesn’t make you blind. Instead it opens you to various other possibilities and make you dream of things that goes beyond you and your tiny life. When you start looking the world through various prospective you realize the beauty of very simplest of things like the life. Your mind’s eye.
Moreover, this war is not about who gets the bigger bread, science or religion. It never was. They must be accepted as one. Oppressing one will only lead to a bigger wildfire.
Don’t ask me, do you think God exist? Ask me, do you believe in God? I don’t exactly have the words but then there’s an energy beating deep inside me; I feel it every time. This energy will connect me to the secrets of life. Overall, I refuse to believe that I was formed from some sort of accident like the Big Bang. I refuse to believe that I have no purpose in life then to contribute to evolution. I refuse to believe the universe is limited and one day it will come to an end. I believe I am so much more than a just bunch of atoms.

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