The Sacred "Bull"!

I have dreamt of utopia, heavens, and hellish realities too, in my active imagination. My favorite dream is the scene I still cannot shake. It is the potential truth, about the astral plane environment of my recorded birth, over half a century ago, and the worship of god that goes on there. There is something so very simple about it, and it explains the origin and continuance of worship, and interest in the occult reality, some choose to spend there lives participating in.
This scene is that as humans grew aware of being, and their living in a world full of illusions, some of them thought that it may all be a deliberate illusion, somewhat like reflections, and the dreams experienced sleeping, even so very long ago. The reflections and dreams perhaps what Plato was referring to in his Cave of Shadows analogy.
Once reality was no longer what seems to be, but is what it really is, no matter what we think it is, then the stories of what it could be, and what types of "Beings" it could be from, started to be told to entertain those so indulging in around the campfires at night, the shadows cast by firelight to remind them it may all be "smoke and mirrors" wishful thinking and daydreaming.
These stories, passed along from generation to generation, were slowly picked favorites from to hear again and again. The favorites of these stories, the tales about the loving gods and their eternal gift of life to share with good people, became the origins of religions, which were only shrines, to those who knew the texts as stories, where people hoped and prayed that their "sacred bull" might be true.
In time the shrines and the stories became all some uninitiated knew. They became the believers.  Life without end with the loving god, as a reward for a good life, became the story believed real. In time this belief launched holy wars, witch hunts, and the great hate of those believing other, as well as those not believing, for their angering god with their disbelief.
I do like to believe in a holy god, and his love, and his gift of eternal life, but I do not know if it be true or just an inherited load of "sacred bull"... It is very possibly the explanation of our illusion filled scene that we are created, but that is not yet proven or disproved. A comforting story. A nice hopeful dream, but like Cinderella, and other such wonderful tales, not necessarily based on real truths. I believe because dreaming is not harmful, and it is a wonderful hope filled way to think of what the ultimate explanation of our illusion filled life's origins may be as well as what comes after it is like.