Religions, themselves, are (intellectual) blasphemies.
If knowledge is my God, doubt would be my religion.
I know what the world exists for, but I know not how it came into existence. I see the design, but not the designer. I understand the question, but not the questioner.
In hell, the Devil is God.
True love is like religion. It is full of devotion and free of doubt.
God is a questioner; Man is a philosopher.