Human evolution, the way we evolved, has created for us a terrible dilemma. We transmit our culture through language, but through language and in concert with the anatomical and function related features of our brains, we have a huge vulnerability. Language abstracts reality. The word tree is not a tree, it is a sound, a noise we make or lines we put on paper to evoke that sound. We experience pleasure and pain from our evolution. We want pleasure and avoid pain. We have a capacity for enormous pain. We have invented concepts we connect to these experiences, pleasure is good pain is evil, the good is God the Devil is evil. We teach our children about these things. We cause them pleasure and pain to control them. We put them down when they do what we don't want them too. We make them feel bad about themselves.
How bad? As bad as a human can feel pain, rejection, negative comparison, Johnny is better, why can't you be like Johnny, and so on. We have all felt as bad as a human can feel because long ago we had no defense, no protection, no escape. The human mind through evolution has some tricks to deal with this pain. We could not survive if we consciously experienced that pain continuously. The pain gets repressed along with all memory of it. It gets buried in the unconscious. We develop a persona, a defense mechanism we call the ego. We, who we know ourselves to be, is a front, a wall of denial, a pretense that we are good, because our real feeling is that we are the worst in the world, as worthless as the extent of our capacity to feel pain.
We go through life then, with one overriding motive, deny the truth of how we feel, defend against remembering, attack anything that threatens to remind us. We are trapped in a complete catch 22. We had to become sick to survive. Everything we fear has already happened, but we can't remember because we can't feel it. What we paid for our survival was our real life, who we really were.
Occasionally, somebody, for some reason or another gets free. The Buddha sat under the Bo tree and felt it all. He realized he had been tricked and escaped. He found a door. Christ found a door, Meyer Baba found a door, down through history men and women find a door back to their original selves, they recover the capacity to feel. These people are like magnets to the souls of others because they are real people, what we were all supposed to be. They are mirrors in which we can see our real nature, who we really are.
Religions are pointing fingers, words, techniques, a experiential science of the mind, road signs on a road walked, offered by enlightened beings, people who learned to love themselves, to make it possible for us to do the same.
But we are sick and everything we touch turns to sh!t, and anything that even remotely calls us to remember our pain, to look within, we sh!t on. We know what waits there in our dark, we know very well.
So the religious make a circus of their religion, and those who laugh are even more lost. We have those who think they know and those who think there is no knowing.
My personal opinion is that at least the fact that the mind is capable of a higher order functioning has been understood explored and elaborated on for millennia and the fact that the catch 22 keeps people from wanting to know has also spawned work-arounds. I have a feeling that somewhere on earth at all times there are enlightened beings or guides who guard and pass on the truth to those few who really want it.