DJ, Norman.
Stay loose. life is not a sprint.
You probably think 25 is elderly.
When I was your age, a common attitude among us
was that we wanted to die before 30. There wasn't
anything worthwhile to getting older than that and
you could leave a good looking corpse.
When you stop laughing, consider that at the time we really meant it.
There will be lots of time to tell.
Getting out of the house is generally a goal of healthy youngsters.
Your parents want you safe above all else but they do want to see
you safely off into your lives. You are their projections into the future.
Wounding them now serves no useful purpose and could cause
long term pain for all involved.
At my age, I would love to have a convention inflicted on me. My worldview
is so stable that it is positively ossified. I welcome Jehovah's Witnesses and
Mormons at my door. They're like exotic bugs, fascinating.
Confirmation bias? Perhaps, but I accept all observations to see how they
fit my preconceptions predictions. If they fit, I was right and get to
be quietly smug. If they don't, I have a chance to refine my theories.
Maybe there will be others of like mind to yourself there, you never know.
Maybe Min can teach you the secret atheist handshake.
Stay loose. life is not a sprint.
You probably think 25 is elderly.
When I was your age, a common attitude among us
was that we wanted to die before 30. There wasn't
anything worthwhile to getting older than that and
you could leave a good looking corpse.
When you stop laughing, consider that at the time we really meant it.
There will be lots of time to tell.
Getting out of the house is generally a goal of healthy youngsters.
Your parents want you safe above all else but they do want to see
you safely off into your lives. You are their projections into the future.
Wounding them now serves no useful purpose and could cause
long term pain for all involved.
At my age, I would love to have a convention inflicted on me. My worldview
is so stable that it is positively ossified. I welcome Jehovah's Witnesses and
Mormons at my door. They're like exotic bugs, fascinating.
Confirmation bias? Perhaps, but I accept all observations to see how they
fit my preconceptions predictions. If they fit, I was right and get to
be quietly smug. If they don't, I have a chance to refine my theories.
Maybe there will be others of like mind to yourself there, you never know.
Maybe Min can teach you the secret atheist handshake.
So how, exactly, does God know that She's NOT a brain in a vat? 
