The thing about religion is that it's not something tangible like red hair, blue eyes, and glasses. It's something that can be altered throughout your life. I'm not saying I would change what I believe just to make someone else happy, but at the same time, what exactly do I believe? I'm not entirely sure. How am I supposed to believe that there's someone out there watching over me, who allows such horrible things to happen in my life? [and I'm not just talking about right now] You can't honestly want me to believe that there's a reason for everything, because that means that there's a reason my grandma had to die, or my grandpa that I never met. Sorry, but I'm just not buying that "everything happens for a reason" philosophy.
Atheism sounds pretty good right about now.
Happy Mardi Gras.
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