• meyotch@slrpnk.net
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    1 year ago

    Militant agnosticism. I don’t know and you don’t either. Strong feelings don’t count as evidence. As long as doubt is entertained as equal to faith, I can get along with a wide variety of believers.

    Technically I’m atheist agnostic. Once you’ve seen through one real-estate sex cult, they all start to look the same. So I’ve made my Pascal’s Wager. I bet my immortal soul that any being worth calling God doesn’t care what club I belong to.

    Since the purported reward of worship is only received after death, it all sounds like pie in the sky to me.

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      “I don’t know, and neither do you”

      I don’t know if there are diamonds hidden within the walls of my house, but pretending it’s true is going to result in a lot of damage.

      The default position is to say “I’m not convinced there are diamonds in my walls” until someone proves me wrong.

      I may not “know”, but I’m almost certainly right. I’m also very confident that all of the religions I know about are wrong. I feel justified to say I know that, even though, semantically, that’s technically incorrect.

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        Close. Ex-Mormon. All churches and religious bodies can be classified as real-estate sex cults, technically. All that tax advantaged real estate is a lovely hedge and a place to hide wealth in plain sight.