I believe in something even though I'm not religious. If I didn't think there were a purpose to our lives I wouldn't be able to go on living. Sometimes I have lost that feeling and no, I couldn't go on. I always manage to get out of that trap, like escaping from nightmares, but it's worse each time.
I don't think the meaning and purpose of our lives is something we can judge or test or put into words. It's not about living a moral life or doing good, It's far stranger and more subtle than that. I kind of wish I had a religion to codify it for me, but that would just be a convenient lie.
I don't think the meaning and purpose of our lives is something we can judge or test or put into words. It's not about living a moral life or doing good, It's far stranger and more subtle than that. I kind of wish I had a religion to codify it for me, but that would just be a convenient lie.