@Fil Albuquerque,
Fil Albuquerque: ""Worshipping" is just what you do when you get a lemonade juice and seat down at a beautiful beach sunset listening the waves coming and going..."
Worship is drinking a lemonade? Enjoying the beach? If all I'm doing is enjoying some mundane phenomenon, why use the word "worship" at all? What additional meaning does it confer? How about scratching a patch of itchy skin? Playing tiddlywinks? Is there anything that isn't worship?
Fil Albuquerque: "You acknowledge NATURALLY the order in the world, the connection in reality, the ratio and patterns of all things. You are at home.."
What if the lemonade is sour? What if the beach is polluted, or a dead washed up whale stinks and offends my eye? What if the mosquitoes are biting or my reverie is disturbed and disrupted by someone arguing with their wife or beating their children? What if I'm not at home, or find the pattern of something to be most unnatural? What if I find the order broken and corrupted by the disorder of disease?
Uncritical acceptance of what you call "the order of the world" strikes me as a form of diabolism. There is too much ugliness and too much unnecessary and wrongful suffering. I don't see an order so much as the vandalization of an order, a potential that has gone sadly and badly wrong.