Back to the obsession with labels! I tried googling the difference between the two, beyond the strict dictionary definition, and received many confusing and contradictory results. Maybe we don’t need to precisely know what the difference is between an agnostic and an atheist, but instead shrug and let people call themselves what they wish. Today I’m identifying as a tiger 🐯 ~ are we all cool with this? Rawr!
I have believed for a long time that the mania to label others is mostly for negative purposes anyway. We rush to tag with a label so we can mock, box, and dismiss. That way, we don’t have to bother doing the more difficult work of actually getting to know someone as a whole person with many facets. I’m an atheist, or maybe I’m an agnostic, possibly an agnostic atheist.
Is it possible for humans to know if God exists? I tend to think it is not. That makes me agnostic. But I also acknowledge that I don’t believe in the supernatural a priori, which makes me an atheist. I dismiss every instance of someone’s account of “direct personal experience” of it and think there is, instead, a logical explanation, such as lying or hallucination or schizophrenia or other illness. I also admit the possibility that I could be wrong. But I’m not going to argue either way because I’m fine with people believing in goofy things. I believe in goofy things too, just different ones. I occasionally think my mom’s spirit is with me, which is wacky and possibly an indication of mental illness, especially since if you asked me do I believe in spirits or souls I would say NO.
Who cares, right? I used to be vegetarian for a while, then was pescatarian, but now I eat meat too, though not a lot. I never eat sushi anymore though or veal. Do these things matter to you as far as wanting to follow my blog or be my friend? I follow atheists and believers… and many who haven’t said (or I haven’t noticed). It just doesn’t matter to me. I’m totally cool with various points of view ~ makes life much more interesting.
But somehow, whether or not I believe in a supernatural being is very important to some people! Especially when I was on dating sites. Well, you knew I was going to mention that. Even to older people, who are done with the issue of having children together, this religion thingie is a big freaking deal. If someone does want to go to church every Sunday, then why aren’t they looking for dates in church groups? Anyway. As I’ve mentioned several times, older daters are a horrendously picky group, insisting on a shopping list of items in another human as if they were choosing a TV off Amazon. It’s absurd. And it’s why the same people are still single, including me. Hah!
I suppose I could believe in the old system of a bunch of random petty gods who do some good stuff, when they feel like it, and some bad shit, when they’re in a jealous or nasty mood. That would make more sense to me than this one, capital G, God who’s supposed to be perfect but lets a bunch of little kids get cancer, starve to death, or die in a tsunami. Plus HE invented parasitic w*rms. Really? Whyyy? Just for fun? Whatever. I know the faithful are okay with all of it. 🙄
I have more religious rantery saved, no worries. Happily, this one dovetailed with a prompt word today. Doves! Rainbows! Yay!