LadyHibiscus
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Joined: 8/15/2005 From: Island Of Misfit Toys Status: offline
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I am a lifelong atheist. I actually *remember* the moment when it struck me that all the stuff the nuns were saying? THEY BELIEVED IT WAS FACTUALLY TRUE. Not just a story, like the myths I was reading on my own time. How I kept my equanamity I am not sure, but I was a well behaved and respectful child. When faith based friends have found out I was an atheist, they've been shocked. As if it just couldnt be that such a person as myself wouldn't believe in god. "But you're very spiritual", they say. And I suppose that's true, if irrelevant. I certainly have a worldview, and a strong sense of honour and 'rightness'. I have studied many religions, and respect many paths. I just don't think that some flaming skyfather is watching me, much less that it cares one whit what I do or don't do. In turn, I look at the endless Christian comments spattered on my Facebook feed, and want to moan in pity. I am sorry that I will never comprehend their faith, it's an uncrossable chasm between me and some of my dearest friends. We are lucky in that our love and respect for each other transcends our mutual bafflement. I can't sit on my high horse and say that it's so great not having the giant safety net of faith, because it's all I've known. We humans have each other, for far too brief a time. That's all there is, and it's one hell of a lot. That very idea, that there is nothing beyond ourselves, is SCARY. We are scary for believing it.
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