The modern world is a wasteland because Christianity was never true, and now that its illusion has collapsed, nothing remains to hold society together. If Christianity had been real—if it had contained some unshakable, eternal truth—it wouldn’t have crumbled the moment people had the ability to question it. But it was always built on fear, control, and ignorance. It functioned only because people didn’t know any better, because they had no choice but to believe. The moment science, history, and philosophy expanded human understanding, Christianity fell apart like a rotting structure eaten away from within. The churches are empty, morality is aimless, and people grasp for meaning in consumerism, identity politics, or empty spiritual fads. They still feel the absence of something, but they can’t go back. The illusion has been exposed, and once that happens, it’s over forever.
Now, society drifts in the ruins of its former illusions, desperate to find something—anything—to replace them. Some try to resurrect Christianity through forced revivals, but it’s dead weight, propped up by nostalgia and fear rather than true belief. Others dive into hedonism, distractions, or political fanaticism, thinking they can manufacture meaning where none exists. But the reality is simple: Christianity was a bandage over the abyss, and now that it’s gone, people are forced to confront the void directly. And most can’t handle it. That’s why modern life feels so hollow, so disjointed—because it’s the first time in history that humanity is seeing reality without a comforting lie to soften the blow. There is no going back. The only way forward is through, and most people aren’t strong enough to make the journey.
