Beware: Philosophal Entry Dead Ahead

[unkunvinst]

I don't think I've done a full-blown philosophy journal here yet. So, if you read this, good luck wandering through my fragmented musings. This particular topic is one I hadn't thought about in a long time. Emotionally it bothered me in grade school. In high school, I could look back and see where I got these ideas and why they bothered me. Seeing

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[ferrik]

*disclaimer: This will mention part of my religious beliefs, and does include a belief in God* One of the things that annoys me most in the world is hearing that it was someone's time to go, or that God decided that it was their time, or anything to that effect. Not because I believe God would never decide that, but I've always been of the opinion that God doesn't decide EVERY SINGLE THING that happens. I think sometimes he just lets things happen. God doesn't cause it; God just doesn't stop it. But someone ALWAYS talks about "their time to go". Then what's the point of free will? Are we really deciding anything, then? We'd just be the living religious equivalent of Newtonian spheres. You know how books always show pool table physics and how you can, with enough physics, predict the movement of all the balls? I don't see God treating us like one big set of trick pool shots. We have choice for a reason. He may not like the choices we always make, but if he forced a choice on us or gave us all a specific purpose, it'd be the same thing

[ferrik]

I guess I was a bit tired or something at the time I wrote this, and I came off a bit more cynical than normal. But I did refrain, for the most part, from ranting. :)

[unkunvinst]

I don't think your response was cynical, and you didn't rant. I thought your post made sense. I can't say I completely agree with you that God decides anything, because I'm not sure that I believe in God. Or, if I do believe, what kind of God I believe in. Though I continue refining that as I go

[eye_of_enigma]

I think it was always odd of me, but I thought of death in my youth. It was mostly the mechanics of it and wondering why it even existed, despite me growing up in an ultra-conservative and hardcore church-going family. But, I think why I thought of it a lot was simply due to the fact that my parents were always going to funeral homes and taking me with them. And so, amongst the "sea of tears" I sat and watched everything that took place only to sit and ponder while others cried their eyes out. At times, I felt a bit of compassion though. I felt sad that they were sad over their lost one.

I actually talk about death in a couple of my entries here. Just kind of poking around the ideas with how life runs mostly.

But anyway, I know what you mean about crazy ideas and how when we're young and innocent like that we tend to fall victim to idiotic teachings. :-/ In fact, most of my blogs deal with being aggravated by fanatic claims and poor logic.