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moral evaluation

November 13th, 2005 r. d. No comments

as with every spurt of creativity in my life, my most recent “i want to do this” moment came the morning of the day I had two killer exams. i was thinking about how no one belief system is ever completely right, or completely wrong. This all ultimately falls under the guise of opinion, and I guess that’s what I am about to give you… some opinion.

Getting back to my story… I was thinking about writing a short essay/whatever about belief systems. In particular, the good, bad, and ugly of atheism, monotheism, and polytheism. I figure I’m bound to anger every church-going christian in the world with this, so yea, you, you can stop reading now if you like.

The short short answer — it is my opinion that monotheism is for the birds. This is not to say that it isn’t right for someone else, just not for me. I have a serious problem with believing in “ONE” all powerful, all knowing being. This seems to be baseless in reality. If I pick on christianity and the bible a little, it’s just a book. It’s a book that tells a story, and provides a set of morals and beliefs. It clearly is a good story, as I cannot argue with how many copies worldwide it’s sold (still #1 I imagine). I think this is a false sense of security. Most people who follow in god’s footsteps aim to emulate god him/her/itself, and I cannot argue that this is a bad thing. Definitely nothing wrong with trying to be perfect and all knowing and a moral person (granted, moral according to a book). But this is unrealistic. No one is perfect, and no one is completely moral (you might think someone is, but who is to say that someone elses view of what is moral is the same?), and therefore emulating someone who is all of these things seems to be a little bit out in left field. Hence, polytheism.

I am fascinated by cultures, societies, and religions that embrace a group of entities as gods, godesses, etc. Once again, all stories, and you can debate the validity on your own time. But the single greatest attraction to this way of thinking for me is that no one of the gods are ever perfect, or are ever perfectly moral. They had their strengths, as well as their weaknesses. Just because I could pick up a violin and make some awful sounds, doesn’t mean that I am automatically a virtuoso (and thankfully for most, I do not have a violin in my posession!).

I also have no problem with atheists. Why base a belief system on a story when you can base it on what you see, and what you believe as a person?

In the end, I feel that I might fall into all three categories, in that I think there is “something” out there, but don’t know what it is, but that it definitely IS NOT in control of my life. I don’t look to god for the answers (this is single-handedly my biggest problem with christianity, specifically catholicism), partly because I would rather find out on my own, but more importantly I don’t enjoy talking to someone that just isn’t there. I also will never believe that anything is perfect. If we held the position that the Ford Model T was perfect, and that was it, would we be better off?

Atleast our cars would look way cooler…

I’m not really welcoming any harsh critics, and definitely will ignore anyone who wishes to point out flaws in my facts and statistics, as I will now admit that this is just a blog, and an opinion, and that I am planning on writing a much more in-depth article on all of this. I definitely left out a whole slew of religions and belief systems (Islam, Norse, etc etc etc…), and that was purely based on my lack of knowledge to this point in those areas… but I am getting there.

~d~

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wandering in the void…

November 10th, 2005 r. d. No comments

You’d think that after waking up almost 21 hours ago that I’d be tired — and I wish that I was. Yet, here I am, rambling away again. Had an interesting discussion today with someone where I criticized them for complaining about really small “problems” (i wish my days ended at 6pm, and that I could afford to eat out every night!), and how it was a “crappy week” if this happened. The response I got to the lovely (sarcastic at best) comment was “are you fucking serious?”

I made a comment to the effect of “all you do is complain”, and her response was “that’s what blogs are for”. I started thinking about it, and if that’s your idea of a blog, then count me out. sure I get irate at times on here (probably more than I think, should probably go back and read), and I realized a few things when this happened:

  1. No one cares about your problems, as a general rule (not singling any one person or problem out)
  2. If you can share something that grabs someone else and engages them, then you’ve done a good job — I noticed this one time when I wrote something, and actually had my wife talking about it the next day…
  3. My only communication with the person mentioned above was through our blogs and comments, which is fucking lame (on both parts)

I did try to stop posting “meanlingless” information, like “how was my day” and other stupid bullshit that I know no one cares to know. I definitely am in pursiut of that one topic that I can write things that grab/inspire/infuriate/engage anyone who reads it. Any mentions of the DMC project include this, as I am definitely striving to have a site that isn’t just about my day, my life, etc. Obviously these things cannot be omitted.

This all kind of leads into a “what makes a good blog” paper/essay that I’ve been bouncing around in my head for a while now. If you pardon the crudity of the layout of this post, I think you got an outline view.

I don’t think I was mad at anyone today about all this, just surprised. When I notice that I am suddenly the only person leaving comments, and hearing that “echo” of the clacking of the keyboard because no one else is around… yea. I said I’d stop commenting, because although I feel I leave my thoughts, and that people benefit from them, I am then lead into conversations like I had on IM tonight where I had a position on something, said something, then that was it. A nice bad end. Oh well.

This will be the only time you hear this come from my mouth (hands, i guess, stupid keyboard!): “I wish I was tired”

tee hee hee…

~d~