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Last night I got into an interesting conversation with two men about purpose, not the purpose of the human race, but individual purpose. Through this discussion I came to realize why I want to be a practitioner of life. Let me start off by saying I used to have the mind of a scientist, through and through; nothing could be proven unless is was backed by cold hard "facts", such as statistics and analysis. Something happened though, something I can't really explain that sent me down the road of philosophy. Now in philosophy there is less of an emphasis on facts and more of an emphasis on experience. Generalizations are drawn though knowledge of prior experience; basically if you can see through the bullshit you create in your mind to what actually happend in your life... you are a philosopher. Now, somewhere down the road I stoped seeing things through just cold hard facts, and I started to see inconsistencies in life, such as the paranormal, spiritual worship and personalities. One thing I started to notice was that through science no conclusions can be completely drawn, there is no such thing as a fact; within the realm of science there is only careful observation and recording of data, and educated guesses can be drawn based on the prior happenings. For example, if you drop a ball it will fall to the ground; if you continue to drop that ball it will fall to the ground, but this "conclusion" can only be drawn because of all the past droppings of the ball. Now it is completely possible that one time, the ball might be let go of, and it does not fall to the ground; because the previous fallings are just that, previous. Of course humanity must think in this manner because if it didn't nothing would be accomplished, science would be anulled. What happened to me is I started to see the use of analysis and statistics as just a means of saying something will happen at a certain time with this many observed properties; but it really isn't an explanation, just an observation. I started to question the idea of science and wonder if there is anything more to this world, a possible innate knowledge of the way things are. This idea of an innate knowledge of man I can not be sure on, but I can observe the human being and all its products, to the point where a logical conclusion can be drawn. The problem is the society that I am living in is hell bent on facts and statistics; many people are incapable of accepting experience and word of mouth conversations, to explain 'what is'. Now I am not saying that there is anything wrong with science, I am just saying that there is more than just science. That a logical explanation to humanity does not require recorded observations, but can go along with a gut instinct that can later be reasoned through with logic (not necessarily deductive logic, but inferrential). Thats all I have right now, because I am dying of tiredness and I have no clue why I am still awake and writing this.