How do you feel when you hear/read heartfelt expressions of superstitious belief?
Lovingly inspired by this thread.
First of all, in this thread you are not allowed to feel ashamed for any feelings of disfavor you may have towards anyone else’ beliefs. The whole purpose is to examine those feelings, so let it all out if you must.. but do help us to understand.
When people attribute normal/random material going-ons to angels, ghosts, aliens, extra-dimensional entities, or to a god you don’t believe is real.. how does it make you feel? Can you describe it in-depth? Why does it make you feel that way?
Example: “I blew on the dice and rolled it, and I won!”
Example: “I prayed to god for help and he answered my prayer when ____________ suddenly happened. He has been there for me my whole life.”
Example: “Dad didn’t eat the cookies, you idiot! Santa did!”
Feel free to provide more examples and considerations.