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for all your philosophy-ers out there

is there a philosophy that states that each human is completely seperate from everything/everyone else? that everyone is so different so common truths do not exist?

ah well

ive been thinking about religion alot recently.
i'm not pushing my beliefs onto anyone
you have no need to listen to anything i say
i'm just expressing my oppinions
but i just believe organized religion can't work.
i just dont see how all these people can all believe the story whole-heartedly

if religion works for you
fills a void, explains something, makes you feel better, then great.
but when people try and push their truths on other people
because they dont realize everyone is different
is just plain wrong

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