Sunday, July 19, 2009
Okay so I love the zoo. And here is why. The animals! No, seriously, it is the animals. Evolutionarily speaking, I don't see how people can go to the zoo, see all of the animals and deny that evolution takes place. I mean some of them are so prehistoric looking and so strange. And every strange appendage has a purpose to further the population of the species. It amazes me. I know all the creationists will say that god made them creatively. Whatever dude, nature made them ingeniously! I mean just look at the anteater! So weird with its tiny head and long narrow snout, thin tongue. And to see some animals are so closely related to one another. Like the capybara and guinea pig. And all of the monkeys! So human, I just love it. That is where I find the most "meaning" in the actual purpose of life. I feel so close to every creature there, and that is what it is all about for me. Animals rock!
Monday, March 23, 2009
Okay, so recently I found out that the building that I used to work in has paranormal activity. I find myself at a cross roads. Of course, as this blog suggests, I am an atheist and do not believe in god, therefore no afterlife, and thus-ly no ghosts. But...I still think it is super fun to "believe" in them. Sure there is something going on in there that we can not explain but that doesn't mean that it is unexplainable by logical means. I watch Ghost Hunters and Paranormal State as often as I can because they are really cool shows with interesting ongoings. But I think that "ghost" are more for the people seeing them. Is it power of suggestion? Do we get chills in a particular room because there is something chilling or is it because someone told us they had gotten chills there before. Or does it happen because we want it to (in my case.) I am the queen at giving myself the heebiejeebies because I think it is fun. So I guess my question is is it okay to "believe" in something?
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
So it has been a while since I last blogged. I've been kind of out of the blog-o-sphere over the last few months, and after helping to start a blog at work lopressionism.blogspot.com I began to really miss it. Even after "what's his name" was name calling on my last post, I didn't really feel compelled to rebut in a new post. The purpose of this blog when I began it was to let people in on an atheist life. My life does not revolve around my lack of belief, even though sometimes I get caught up in feeling victimized by people who are ignorant. No, life is not about feeling bad or victimized by your differences, it's not about embracing your difference until they define you either. I am just a regular person trying to function in a regular world. I just happen to not share a common interest with the majority of the country (my atheism.) And to me, people worth knowing don't care. However, I would like to show those religious extemists that life doesn't have a because god said so, it has a "purpose" because we make it have one. I put quotations around purpose because as in my other posts I have admited that I think that in the grand scheme of things, life is generally pointless but a hell of a lot of fun. So, here I am, back to blogging an hopefully back to my original point of sharing my godless life with the interweb.