When I first walked away from Christianity, of course I refused to answer people when they wished me a merry Christmas. I was surrounded by Christians in the buckle of the Bible belt. I couldn’t say what I wanted to say, but I’d be damned if I’d let them force me to say what I did not want to say.
That was twelve years ago. Today my opinion of Christianity has not changed, b the emotional need to distance myself from everything associated with god has mellowed. Now I remember that as a child Christmas was the only morning when nobody was fussing over whose turn it was in the bathroom.
Now I know that Jesus was never the “reason for the season.” The early church did not celebrate Christmas or Easter. The first Christmas was celebrated in Rome. That’s here all the pagan symbolism came from (I know someone here will correct me if I’m wrong, but until then, I’m right.) So I have a totally humanistic, secular view of Christmas. I let the serotonin flow through my brain and enjoy it.
That was twelve years ago. Today my opinion of Christianity has not changed, b the emotional need to distance myself from everything associated with god has mellowed. Now I remember that as a child Christmas was the only morning when nobody was fussing over whose turn it was in the bathroom.
Now I know that Jesus was never the “reason for the season.” The early church did not celebrate Christmas or Easter. The first Christmas was celebrated in Rome. That’s here all the pagan symbolism came from (I know someone here will correct me if I’m wrong, but until then, I’m right.) So I have a totally humanistic, secular view of Christmas. I let the serotonin flow through my brain and enjoy it.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.