@Setanta,
Setanta wrote:When i was very young, maybe five or six, i resentfully accepted the existence of a deity...
When I was very young, I remember going to church, and I remember not liking it. I didn't like getting dressed up in hard shoes, I didn't like getting up early, I didn't like the hard pews and I didn't like sitting quietly in the big room with the boring man talking. I also remember going to Sunday school and not liking that either, but in particular I remember not liking Sunday school because the stuff they were telling me just didn't make any sense. I don't remember *why* it didn't make any sense because I was only about 5yrs old, but for some reason I was uncomfortable with what they were telling me.
In retrospect, it makes me wonder if much of my feelings about religion may have derived from the very simple feelings I had about clothing and hard pews and boring talks. It's possible that I was soured on religion for the most basic of physiological reasons that all kids experience. I don't know.
Shortly after my 5th birthday my parents stopped taking us to church and simply ignored religion. They didn't need it and I didn't either. From the age of 5 to 10 I never really thought much about religion, it simply wasn't on my radar. During my teen years I began to contemplate more esoteric possibilities related to consciousness and spirituality and theological options. I never really settled onto a particular viewpoint until my 20's, but by then I had pretty much ruled out any reasonable possibility of deities other than "Spinoza's God" type of stuff. As time goes by I find myself moving ever closer to a more absolute Atheistic type of view. The most elegant solution to everything (at least for me) is to simply accept Nature just as it is and to try not to modify it to fix my expectations.