My weekend was wonderful. I had random pics but I left them at Nick's house.
I stayed up late last night debating on religion. It was fun. I came to some conclusions I never had before. When debating, I usually use people's own lifestyle or scriptures in order to question its validity.
I'm a nice person. I don't steal. I don't kill. I try to help people as much as I can. I am human. I'm born with natural sin that I was given (assuming that a god exists) and supposed to repeatedly ask forgiveness for.
My whole stance on god is that I will never know. Not anyone. Most people feel like you have to be on one side: believe or don't believe. But neither one can prove that a god(s) exists or doesn't exist. All we know of god is what humans have told us-and what they have told us is from their own limited knowledge and limited words (keep in mind, by humans that have been long dead and influenced by their own personal experience.)
Some people need their religion. And there's nothing wrong with that. But to me, that's exactly all it's for. Most religious people believe what they were raised to believe and it can be scary to go against that. I know. I remember being scared to say that there could possibly be no god.
It's tempting for me to keep going but I guess I'll leave it at that.