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  •  Thanks for this diary (7+ / 0-)

    I have difficult talking about my atheism sometimes because it's an absence than a presence. Some of the vocabulary here will be quite helpful for future discussions.

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    by wide eyed lib on Thu Aug 05, 2010 at 11:48:25 AM PDT

    •  I know what you mean (7+ / 0-)

      It is depressing how people perceive atheists and the crazy things they believe about us. Using simply defined words helps.

    •  I view it as a beginning, rather than an "absence (2+ / 0-)
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      it is a rational starting position, from which, and upon which, one can build a rational philosophy and worldview.

      I no more consider atheism an absence, than I consider not believing in the tooth fairy an absence. Theism is an added belief that lacks evidence, imposed upon the natural world.

      It is only cultural prejudices that surround us that make us think of atheism as an "absence".

      Always make new mistakes - Esther Dyson

      by RandomActsOfReason on Thu Aug 05, 2010 at 04:24:06 PM PDT

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    •  As Robert Ingersoll wrote, (1+ / 0-)
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      Ingersoll's Vow

      When I became convinced that the Universe is natural--that all the ghosts and gods are myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every drop of my blood, the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom. The walls of my prison crumbled and fell, the dungeon was flooded with light, and all the bolts, and bars, and manacles became dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf, or a slave. There was for me no master in all the wide world--not even in infinite space. I was free--free to think, to express my thoughts--free to live to my own ideal--free to live for myself and those I loved--free to use all my faculties, all my senses--free to spread imagination's wings--free to investigate, to guess and dream and hope--free to judge and determine for myself--free to reject all ignorant and cruel creeds, all the "inspired" books that savages have produced, and all the barbarous legends of the past--free from popes and priests--free from all the "called" and "set apart"--free from sanctified mistakes and holy lies--free from the fear of eternal pain--free from the winged monsters of the night--free from devils, ghosts, and gods. For the first time I was free. There were no prohibited places in all the realms of thought--no air, no space, where fancy could not spread her painted wings--no chains for my limbs--no lashes for my back--no fires for my flesh--no master's frown or threat--no following another's steps- -no need to bow, or cringe, or crawl, or utter lying words. I was free. I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously, faced all worlds.

      And then my heart was filled with gratitude, with thankfulness, and went out in love to all the heroes, the thinkers who gave their lives for the liberty of hand and brain--for the freedom of labor and thought--to those who fell in the fierce fields of war, to those who died in dungeons bound with chains--to those who proudly mounted scaffold's stairs--to those whose bones were crushed, whose flesh was scarred and torn--to those by fire consumed--to all the wise, the good, the brave of every land, whose thoughts and deeds have given freedom to the sons of men. And then I vowed to grasp the torch that they had held, and hold it high, that light might conquer darkness still.

      Robert G. Ingersoll (1833-1899)

      Always make new mistakes - Esther Dyson

      by RandomActsOfReason on Thu Aug 05, 2010 at 04:25:20 PM PDT

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