I dont believe anything unless it slaps me in the face. If I can see a giant boney structure with big fuckin teeth, I believe it. If you want to call it a dinosaur I guess I will to. If “God” came over and punched me in the dick with a sticker on his robe that says “Hello, My name is GOD” and then proved to be really bad ass and made something pop out of thin air however I requested it, I will believe in that too.
Until then, I am 99% apart of the 15% and 1% stuck between the other two choices. We live in something, and I can see all kinds of things around me. Call it a universe, or whatever you want. I don’t need to believe in that, I KNOW that because its real and right now. The thing that gets me and is the reason for that 1% left is where is the line drawn for whats “real”. Logically my universe and its contents are contained in something, which is contained in something else, …… And even if there is a God looking down at the universe and watching us all do what we do, WHERE IS HE/SHE/IT THEN??? And whats above that? Where does it end?
With that being said, I don’t believe in any religious stuff to the point I can use those beliefs to cope with my life. I choose to try to ignore things in my life I cant control and focus on what I can to keep me happy for the moments. Death is my 2nd most fear, uncertainty of “death” is the 1st.
