I hate learning about the scientific explanation behind things. I'm a firm believer in the fairies and magic behind it all. Why is our brain able to store memories of us doing something horrifyingly embarrassing in front of our family when we were like, five? How is it that after 10 hours of sleep at night, I'm still exhausted? Why is it that I can't seem to remember every muscle in the human body when need be, but I can still remember all the words to every Spice Girl song ever written? I don't know, and I don't want to know. I'm perfectly content in just knowing things are the way they are and not knowing how they got that way.
However, when it comes to religion, I can't seem to bring myself to believe in it entirely. I put my faith in evolution, not Adam and Eve. I just can't have faith in something that has no proof. This is one of the few things where I like to know the explanation behind it, instead of just surrendering myself into the unknown.
So why is it that when it comes to everyday life, I can accept that things just are the way they are, but in religion I need firm evidence? I have no idea. It's just the way I am. Odd and contradicting.
So what do you believe? Why do you believe it? Just some thoughts for the day. Leave some comments.
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I believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster because in his heaven there is a beer volcano and a stripper factory.
Now there's a religion worth looking into :P
well it's more of a statement of free speech and teaching science in schools then anything...it's a joke that's turned into pop culture
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