the religion of humanity

the modern man is clever. he thinks. his thoughts help him believe in things he knows and feels are true, and the more he believes in them, the more they become true, and the more he lives by them, the more his beliefs assert themselves, and they permeate, and take form in defining courses of action, and speech, and thought, affecting and proliferating to his surroundings, to his friends, his people, and more so graduate to a lifestyle and then a culture of him. different religions form, different classes divide, different races inherently segment themselves, but there are salient similarities abounding in these differences, similarities that speak the universal tongue of love and truth and goodness and emotion-morality of sorts.

but what is the product of this? war and tyranny and rule and suffering? progress and advancement of technology and skills and economies? what undermines these beliefs and truths construed in convenience? is there an underlying truth, an undiscovered path in this forested, overgrown thicket? I want to see it