Sunday, April 15, 2012
The things I carry
Of course I carry the tangible necessities that help me function like a normal person in society: a cell phone, car keys, my ID. So instead I'm going to talk about the more internal items I keep with me, whether I like it or not. However, even these things don't differentiate me from the rest of the population by any large amount. I carry with me a rather prominent sense of agnostic atheism, just as any minister would believe the opposite. Naturally, this affects my daily life and my moral code, similar to the effect of religion. Another thing that I carry - the thing which, in retrospect, probably led to my atheism in the first place - is my incredibly pervasive skepticism. If I am presented an idea, I usually require proof to accept it as fact. If I see a new movie or play a new game, I can't help but criticize it as if I was Roger Ebert or Yahtzee Croshaw. And when it comes down to it, I suppose this shows another inherent quality that I carry every day: my lack of total faith in anyone but myself. Of course I trust my friends to be there when I need them and to come to me when they seek something; that notwithstanding, when it comes to matters that I want done and done well, there really isn't anybody but myself who knows exactly how I think it should be done. This policy tends to eek its way into most of my ideologies. For example, my libertarian philosophy speaks toward my distrust of the government and its decisions. At most times, I don't even trust my parents to know what's best for me. But this wariness isn't a bad thing. As far as I see it, it's a buffer to my self-confidence.
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