I don't dismiss anything. I keep it in my head and apply the information when I need it or when new ideas come to mind. This way, I'm constantly moving forward, gathering more information, and becoming more aware of who I am as a person. I'm happy with this choice, it makes me curious and sparks questions I would have never thought of or would have dismissed otherwise. I makes me enjoy living and seeing new things every day. Not that that is exclusive to this way of thinking, but thats how I go on about it. The debate on what happens when we die and who is right or wrong is pointless, since we'll never know until we experience it. But what we can control is who we are right now. I want to use this time to learn more about myself, the planet, the universe, the possibilities, thought, emotion, creativity, etc., not to devoting myself to one thought and deeming everything else wrong. To me, thats just fear. fear to be yourself. fear to ask questions. For me its not, "I think, therefore i am;" it's, "I question, therefore I am." I think thats what separates us from the other wild animals on this planet, but maybe not, maybe they think it to... Why am I here? I think its to devour every thought and feeling we can experience. To build a library of information within us and create an atmosphere of learning and progression, as opposed to subjugating and setting limits.
Look, I think you can and should believe whatever you want to believe. You can be right, or wrong, it doesn't matter, what is, is. I'm not going to live in fear of the wrong though, because I'm confident in myself that I make right choices. I enjoy thinking, exploring. That can't be wrong. So what if I don't believe in the validity of a story that was told long ago. I like the stories, take it for what it is, apply the lessons in my own way, just as do by reading the works of buddha, or yoda for that matter. The point is, when I die, I know things are in order in my head, and whatever happens next can only be whats supposed to happen next. The difference between a devout christian and myself when we die is not where we are going, but who experienced more while they were alive. And sure, there is probably something to be gained, some lesson to be learned from being so devout, but I'm sure I learned something just as valuable. After all, if there is a god, he made me this way, and I'm sure would rather have us enjoy his creation and the power of our imagination than to worship him. Again, just my opinion.
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