u/smithten12

I am an atheist, or something in between. I wish to believe in the old gods we have forgotten, and God; they all have a place for me. No matter what, I will respect and cherish those who follow their religion to a T. Yet, I am appalled by the hypocritical Christians, Jews, and so on whom I have witnessed. I may be a heretic—a living sin as a bastard child—but tell me this: can a living sin be more just than a lying, deceitful, and hypocritical follower of their respective religion?

Are my wishes for swift justice to be delivered to the weak and wronged nullified by my outcast nature and my beliefs? Or am I the middle—the center line—that wishes for humanity's unity above all? I know not why I write this, nor do I know if it will be read with grace or hatred, but heed these words: practice what you preach. I have seen too many hate-filled Christians who later preach love. This is no attack upon you nor your faith; I wish for it to stand for what it represents, and not fall to hypocrisy.

I respect that the old gods are aspects of humanity, to be feared and respected, while, in my view, God is seen as loved, cherished, and followed, not honored in fear. I lost my faith in God when I was young, sadly, but it never truly went away. As I learned the vast, fascinating history of the world and its people, I grew to understand that there is more. I still swing from believing in nothing—and that life is just that precious, wonderful, and to be lived—to believing that it was a gift given thoughtfully. I am a man of science and belief.

I learn how this wonderful and horrifying world works via science, history, and its differing fields of study. I seek a standard of compassion and honesty—what many may see as an unattainable reality of unity. I am rambling now, so I shall stop myself, but please give your honest answer to me, and read this with an open, understanding mind.

I am an atheist, or something in between. I wish to believe in the old gods we have forgotten, and God; they all have a place for me. No matter what, I will respect and cherish those who follow their religion to a T. Yet, I am appalled by the hypocritical Christians, Jews, and so on whom I have witnessed. I may be a heretic—a living sin as a bastard child—but tell me this: can a living sin be more just than a lying, deceitful, and hypocritical follower of their respective religion?

Are my wishes for swift justice to be delivered to the weak and wronged nullified by my outcast nature and my beliefs? Or am I the middle—the center line—that wishes for humanity's unity above all? I know not why I write this, nor do I know if it will be read with grace or hatred, but heed these words: practice what you preach. I have seen too many hate-filled Christians who later preach love. This is no attack upon you nor your faith; I wish for it to stand for what it represents, and not fall to hypocrisy.

I respect that the old gods are aspects of humanity, to be feared and respected, while, in my view, God is seen as loved, cherished, and followed, not honored in fear. I lost my faith in God when I was young, sadly, but it never truly went away. As I learned the vast, fascinating history of the world and its people, I grew to understand that there is more. I still swing from believing in nothing—and that life is just that precious, wonderful, and to be lived—to believing that it was a gift given thoughtfully. I am a man of science and belief.

I learn how this wonderful and horrifying world works via science, history, and its differing fields of study. I seek a standard of compassion and honesty—what many may see as an unattainable reality of unity. I am rambling now, so I shall stop myself, but please give your honest answer to me, and read this with an open, understanding mind.

I am an atheist, or something in between. I wish to believe in the old gods we have forgotten, and God; they all have a place for me. No matter what, I will respect and cherish those who follow their religion to a T. Yet, I am appalled by the hypocritical Christians, Jews, and so on whom I have witnessed. I may be a heretic—a living sin as a bastard child—but tell me this: can a living sin be more just than a lying, deceitful, and hypocritical follower of their respective religion?

Are my wishes for swift justice to be delivered to the weak and wronged nullified by my outcast nature and my beliefs? Or am I the middle—the center line—that wishes for humanity's unity above all? I know not why I write this, nor do I know if it will be read with grace or hatred, but heed these words: practice what you preach. I have seen too many hate-filled Christians who later preach love. This is no attack upon you nor your faith; I wish for it to stand for what it represents, and not fall to hypocrisy.

I respect that the old gods are aspects of humanity, to be feared and respected, while, in my view, God is seen as loved, cherished, and followed, not honored in fear. I lost my faith in God when I was young, sadly, but it never truly went away. As I learned the vast, fascinating history of the world and its people, I grew to understand that there is more. I still swing from believing in nothing—and that life is just that precious, wonderful, and to be lived—to believing that it was a gift given thoughtfully. I am a man of science and belief.

I learn how this wonderful and horrifying world works via science, history, and its differing fields of study. I seek a standard of compassion and honesty—what many may see as an unattainable reality of unity. I am rambling now, so I shall stop myself, but please give your honest answer to me, and read this with an open, understanding mind.

I am an atheist, or something in between. I wish to believe in the old gods we have forgotten, and God; they all have a place for me. No matter what, I will respect and cherish those who follow their religion to a T. Yet, I am appalled by the hypocritical Christians, Jews, and so on whom I have witnessed. I may be a heretic—a living sin as a bastard child—but tell me this: can a living sin be more just than a lying, deceitful, and hypocritical follower of their respective religion?

Are my wishes for swift justice to be delivered to the weak and wronged nullified by my outcast nature and my beliefs? Or am I the middle—the center line—that wishes for humanity's unity above all? I know not why I write this, nor do I know if it will be read with grace or hatred, but heed these words: practice what you preach. I have seen too many hate-filled Christians who later preach love. This is no attack upon you nor your faith; I wish for it to stand for what it represents, and not fall to hypocrisy.

I respect that the old gods are aspects of humanity, to be feared and respected, while, in my view, God is seen as loved, cherished, and followed, not honored in fear. I lost my faith in God when I was young, sadly, but it never truly went away. As I learned the vast, fascinating history of the world and its people, I grew to understand that there is more. I still swing from believing in nothing—and that life is just that precious, wonderful, and to be lived—to believing that it was a gift given thoughtfully. I am a man of science and belief.

I learn how this wonderful and horrifying world works via science, history, and its differing fields of study. I seek a standard of compassion and honesty—what many may see as an unattainable reality of unity. I am rambling now, so I shall stop myself, but please give your honest answer to me, and read this with an open, understanding mind.

I am an atheist, or something in between. I wish to believe in the old gods we have forgotten, and God; they all have a place for me. No matter what, I will respect and cherish those who follow their religion to a T. Yet, I am appalled by the hypocritical Christians, Jews, and so on whom I have witnessed. I may be a heretic—a living sin as a bastard child—but tell me this: can a living sin be more just than a lying, deceitful, and hypocritical follower of their respective religion?

Are my wishes for swift justice to be delivered to the weak and wronged nullified by my outcast nature and my beliefs? Or am I the middle—the center line—that wishes for humanity's unity above all? I know not why I write this, nor do I know if it will be read with grace or hatred, but heed these words: practice what you preach. I have seen too many hate-filled Christians who later preach love. This is no attack upon you nor your faith; I wish for it to stand for what it represents, and not fall to hypocrisy.

I respect that the old gods are aspects of humanity, to be feared and respected, while, in my view, God is seen as loved, cherished, and followed, not honored in fear. I lost my faith in God when I was young, sadly, but it never truly went away. As I learned the vast, fascinating history of the world and its people, I grew to understand that there is more. I still swing from believing in nothing—and that life is just that precious, wonderful, and to be lived—to believing that it was a gift given thoughtfully. I am a man of science and belief.

I learn how this wonderful and horrifying world works via science, history, and its differing fields of study. I seek a standard of compassion and honesty—what many may see as an unattainable reality of unity. I am rambling now, so I shall stop myself, but please give your honest answer to me, and read this with an open, understanding mind.