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IT IS AN ESSAY ON THE RELIGIONS OF THE WORLD. IT MIGHT BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME, FAIR WARNING HAS BEEN GIVEN SO IF YOU ARE AN OVERLY RELIGIOUS PERSON. DON'T READ IT.
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Religion is a very tricky aspect of the world that we live in. Some people consider it to be their everything ; their reason of existence while some people consider it a hindrance in life; an ideaology that could not be more wrong. What do I think of it ? Simple , I do not. Religion gets more and more bizarre as you start thinking about it. What is the truth? Or rather which is the true religion? I do not know nor do I intend to find out. What I really believe in is a simple truth. there is a higher power out there who has made the Universe and designed the various genome of this world.
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