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....even though the root word for religion comes from the Greek and means 'the binding together', what is religion but another man's superstition? The answer to the question is so utterly obvious that what I will try to do here is explain how 'fiction' came to be an absolute for religion, indeed in the social and collective operation of all cultures.Sounds dull, don't it? Its not;trust me.

...back about a zillionty-billion years ago...well not really that far back; lets say 100,000 years ago; when the neanderthals still outnumbered the cro-magnons; when the idea of villages was still far off and wandering/hunting/gathering was still the norm.
These people looked out at the world around them and saw that they, just like everything else that lived were trapped in an endless cycle of birth,life,death, and in alot of cases, rebirth.( Cold seasons gave way to warm seasons, the flowers that died in the cold came back when it was warm,etc.) They also recognized that 'they' had
no control over the circle of life as it were. First they tried making little copies of things that looked like deer and pregnant big boobed women and and and and...hoping by doing so they might exercise some modicum of control over their much less threatening problems.When that didn't seem to work so well, they tried giving human like names and characteristics to the Powers of Nature, hoping there by that,the
Gods being almost human, they might be subject to human emotions, which were quite understandible.But even that didn't work very well.Emotional,vain,petty Gods tended to do suprising things. To wit, our cautionary tale...

...once upon a time, there was a litle band of wandering hunter gatherers, their Alpha Male and group leader was a man we shall call Glug. Glug is fair and kind and fierce when necessary and takes his job very seriously. Though he goes through the magik rituals that are performed to appease the Gods, privately he thinks the whole thing is a buncha mammoth doo-doo. So then it is not suprising that the caprecious
Weather God/Gods would reward Glug's bad behavoir with a protracted drought in his litttle corner of the plains.( Lets say the Ukraine,near the stepps.)Now Glug is really under pressure.

...and so Glug and the Gluggins wander about the plains, helplessly seeking water and game to keep the little tribe afloat but no cigar. Time for drastic action.Glug, after shouting at the sun,the sky, the moon, the darkness, and his family,sets out alone to break away from nature and

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