joreth: (Dobert Demons of Stupidity)
Once again, Greta Christina has said, very simply, what is the huge, disorganized mess in my mind:

There is no good reason on this earth to do Morris dancing. It is an utterly pointless activity. Okay, you get some exercise and social contact... but really. You can get social contact anywhere, and you can get better exercise at the gym. And you don't have to strap bells to your legs and wave handkerchiefs around like an idiot to do it. It isn't constructive, it isn't important, it doesn't produce anything. All it produces is joy.

Which, if you're an atheist, is kind of what life is like.

This is why life is not "meaningless" for me as an atheist, why I don't need a big sky daddy, why I don't feel hopeless or depressed or overwhelmed by the Void.

She goes on to say how unlikely all of this is, yet it happened anyway.  We don't need a "greater meaning" because life is pretty amazing all by itself.  In fact, as tacit once said (and said again), any religious meaning we've ever given life, anything our puny brains can come up with, pales in comparison to what life itself actually does.

And that's pretty awesome, in the original sense of the word.

No, not like a hotdog.
 

Date: 6/9/08 08:51 pm (UTC)From: [identity profile] elskan.livejournal.com
Yeah, agreed. And no, not like A hot dog... more like... like ten-thousand hot dogs.

Date: 6/10/08 11:41 am (UTC)From: (Anonymous)
Honey, if you consider that obscure you need more gay/tranny friends.

;)

Date: 6/10/08 12:03 am (UTC)From: [identity profile] dorklord07.livejournal.com
For Josh's opinion, see user pic

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