Contrary to belief, a religion does not require that it’s disciples bow down to someone, to go to a certain building once a week, or to self-inflict pain on oneself.
In fact, my religion asks none of this from me. My religion is within me.
When I do wrong, I personally know and have to live with it. And when I do right, I also have to live with it, but in this case it’s a sort of inter-real happiness that I have to live with.
What would you rather live with, happiness or pain? And if happiness is found through good why do anything but?