Atheism
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So, I’m an Atheist Now. How Are You Doing?
I swapped my Agnostic religious status to Atheist last night on Facebook—because, as you know, nothing is official until it’s Facebook official. It’s something that I should’ve done months, if not years, ago. I began to find it impossible that something can exist outside of the physical. That there’s some designer in the sky who Continue reading
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“Count the bodies like sheep…”
Age isn’t for the weak, it’s been said. I’m no stranger to weakness, but I can say that I’ve never been afraid of growing old. Useless, maybe. Dying, once Today, [redacted] state that I accompany [redacted] to [redacted] in order to help with the shopping. Why is it that [redacted] always feels that stealing people Continue reading
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Once More. With Feeling.
Patter. Patter. Sounds resonating from somewhere in the depths of being. Patter. Patter. The old man: I have always expected to become devout. All my family died very devout. But somehow it does not come. Perhaps I have outlived my religious feeling. A man drifts into the sea. His body never is recovered. Sinking below. Continue reading
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The Agnostic Who Believed in Charity
If you mean by a “Christian” a man who loves his neighbor, who has wide sympathy with suffering, and who ardently desires a world freed from the cruelties and abominations which at present disfigure it, then, certainly, you will be justified in calling me a Christian. And, in this sense, I think you will Continue reading
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I, Agnostic
The person who needs religion to bolster up his own purposes is a timorous person, and I cannot think as well of him as of the man who takes his chances, while admitting that defeat is not impossible. —Bertrand Russell, “What is an Agnostic?” Before you go jumping down my throat with arguments against this Continue reading
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