I look back fondly to a time when my religious beliefs were the bedrock core of my identity, the driving passion behind my ambitions, and the framework I used for understanding every experience and idea.
I don’t think you ever need to argue with a religious person at all.
Instead, simply keep returning to, “Ok, so you believe __________ because __________?”
I like talking about God because I’m “almost a believer.” Continue reading
Existence itself is evidence.
Or, maybe I could say: Existence existing is the evidence. Continue reading
Yes and no.
Existence begs the question: why?
So what could account for this reality we seem to be experiencing? What couldn’t?
Could we ever say for sure that we knew why?
How? Continue reading