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Ok, so an update. I wasn't sure if my Dad would read this before I moved, so I had to delete that last post that detailed the fight and stuff, in case he got in here through my computer (back when it lived in my room there), read it, and proceeded to rend my flesh because I've "picked up my sister's biases" or something.
Anyways, more cheerful stuff.
Well, it's all sorted out now, I live at my mom's full-time, and am going to be doing stuff with my Dad at regular intervals, and might start doing the same with my Grandpa to boot.
Man, I'm glad things are settled. I'm still pretty damn on edge, but it's a bit better now. Got a shrink appointment sometime this week, too. Don't know when, but she always calls the day before to remind me. Considering my memory, this is a very good thing. It's like serendipity or some other random thing. But that means fate, and that idea always gives me the screaming heebie-jeebies. It's one perk to this whole God thing. The big guy gives us free will, but then again, that's caused a crapload of pain and misery through the ages, too. That and the idea of an omnipresent, omnipotent, all-knowing superior being watching my every move also gives me the 'screaming heebie-jeebies', as I so eloquently put it earlier.
Oh hell, who really cares about where we came from, anyways? Does it really matter? We're here now, and this is the moment that counts. When all's said and done, what's all this bitching and moaning about the "ultimate beginning" accomplish, anyways? It just sets the religious and scientific communities more against each other than before, and both of them seem to have missed something in their explanations. As far as religion comes from, this creationist stuff doesn't make sense. Ok, lets say this guy did make the universe. Where the hell did he come from? And the big bang theory. Where'd the tiny ball of infinitely dense matter come from? If they can work that one on out, I'll be happier, but it seems like the whole of existance is an excersize in something-from-nothing.
I think we all just need to stop looking the gift horse in the mouth, and get on with it.
Whoa, that's one hell of a digression from family matters.
Meh.
Anyways, more cheerful stuff.
Well, it's all sorted out now, I live at my mom's full-time, and am going to be doing stuff with my Dad at regular intervals, and might start doing the same with my Grandpa to boot.
Man, I'm glad things are settled. I'm still pretty damn on edge, but it's a bit better now. Got a shrink appointment sometime this week, too. Don't know when, but she always calls the day before to remind me. Considering my memory, this is a very good thing. It's like serendipity or some other random thing. But that means fate, and that idea always gives me the screaming heebie-jeebies. It's one perk to this whole God thing. The big guy gives us free will, but then again, that's caused a crapload of pain and misery through the ages, too. That and the idea of an omnipresent, omnipotent, all-knowing superior being watching my every move also gives me the 'screaming heebie-jeebies', as I so eloquently put it earlier.
Oh hell, who really cares about where we came from, anyways? Does it really matter? We're here now, and this is the moment that counts. When all's said and done, what's all this bitching and moaning about the "ultimate beginning" accomplish, anyways? It just sets the religious and scientific communities more against each other than before, and both of them seem to have missed something in their explanations. As far as religion comes from, this creationist stuff doesn't make sense. Ok, lets say this guy did make the universe. Where the hell did he come from? And the big bang theory. Where'd the tiny ball of infinitely dense matter come from? If they can work that one on out, I'll be happier, but it seems like the whole of existance is an excersize in something-from-nothing.
I think we all just need to stop looking the gift horse in the mouth, and get on with it.
Whoa, that's one hell of a digression from family matters.
Meh.