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Apr. 5th, 2009 05:35 pmThis is Kez. Making a new lj takes frigging forever. Stuff here shortly!
Apr. 5th, 2009
I don't recommend making a new LJ as a whim. This has taken me HOURS. To sort layouts and add people and get userpics and waaagh just don't unless you're really serious about it. Which I was. Hurrah!
You see I try to go without LJ, but I end up getting too verbose in other places. Like my emails have too many words, and leaving multiple messages on twitter, which is not the point of twitter, so... here I am again, with the writing.
What's been on my mind? Lots of stuff. Particularly? Atheism. Humanism. And... fairies.
Yes, I know. That makes as much sense as usual.
Once upon a time, I was a pagan/wiccan type person. This wasn't all THAT long ago. Then I had a crisis of life, never mind faith, and said that religion wasn't for me. Then I started feeling different again, and started gravitating back towards it. Except it was never the same, and now I don't believe.
I don't believe in gods and goddesses. I don't believe in magic. I don't believe in a whole pile of shit that gets lumped in with wicca and shouldn't: homeopathy and the like. I don't believe that angels should have anything to do with wicca in the first place, and I don't believe in angels. I don't believe in ghosts.
I don't believe in fairies.
But I love fairies. I think they're brilliant. And this house is full of evidence to back THAT up.
As a mythological concept, I adore the things. I also like dragons and have time for - yes - angels. Except I don't think they exist. There are not little beings skipping in my garden, there are not winged fire-breathing lizards, there are not winged human-like creatures in the sky. Which, you know, is a shame. But there aren't, so there.
(If you're thinking surely nobody over the age of what, nine, believes in these things anyway, oh my no, that would be incorrect. There are many books on this subject. I've found them.)
Fairies though. They're ace. They're so beautifully drawn and ambiguous and possibly evil and possibly not and you can't beat a good legend. Problem is the love of the things doesn't really sit well if you start calling yourself an atheist.
Or a humanist. I like humanist. See here. This bit is good:
According to Humanism, it is up to humans to find the truth, as opposed to seeking it through revelation, mysticism, tradition, or anything else that is incompatible with the application of logic to the observable evidence. In demanding that humans avoid blindly accepting unsupported beliefs, it supports scientific skepticism and the scientific method, rejecting authoritarianism and extreme skepticism, and rendering faith an unacceptable basis for action.
So I may have fairy jewellery, I may have set out to get fairy icons (which I love - the fairy on the train tracks was just... made for me, and my default, of a fairy in Converse shoes, just... explodeyyay!), but I've not gone mad. I'm firmly on the side of evidence, science, and realism. I just like fantasy things, while knowing they ain't real, yo.
AAAH I NEEDED TO WRITE THAT.
Incidentally, my favourite comedy science quote of late comes from the always-wonderful Dara O'Briain. "And they say oh science doesn't know everything. Science KNOWS it doesn't know everything, or it'd stop."
Love you, big man.
You see I try to go without LJ, but I end up getting too verbose in other places. Like my emails have too many words, and leaving multiple messages on twitter, which is not the point of twitter, so... here I am again, with the writing.
What's been on my mind? Lots of stuff. Particularly? Atheism. Humanism. And... fairies.
Yes, I know. That makes as much sense as usual.
Once upon a time, I was a pagan/wiccan type person. This wasn't all THAT long ago. Then I had a crisis of life, never mind faith, and said that religion wasn't for me. Then I started feeling different again, and started gravitating back towards it. Except it was never the same, and now I don't believe.
I don't believe in gods and goddesses. I don't believe in magic. I don't believe in a whole pile of shit that gets lumped in with wicca and shouldn't: homeopathy and the like. I don't believe that angels should have anything to do with wicca in the first place, and I don't believe in angels. I don't believe in ghosts.
I don't believe in fairies.
But I love fairies. I think they're brilliant. And this house is full of evidence to back THAT up.
As a mythological concept, I adore the things. I also like dragons and have time for - yes - angels. Except I don't think they exist. There are not little beings skipping in my garden, there are not winged fire-breathing lizards, there are not winged human-like creatures in the sky. Which, you know, is a shame. But there aren't, so there.
(If you're thinking surely nobody over the age of what, nine, believes in these things anyway, oh my no, that would be incorrect. There are many books on this subject. I've found them.)
Fairies though. They're ace. They're so beautifully drawn and ambiguous and possibly evil and possibly not and you can't beat a good legend. Problem is the love of the things doesn't really sit well if you start calling yourself an atheist.
Or a humanist. I like humanist. See here. This bit is good:
According to Humanism, it is up to humans to find the truth, as opposed to seeking it through revelation, mysticism, tradition, or anything else that is incompatible with the application of logic to the observable evidence. In demanding that humans avoid blindly accepting unsupported beliefs, it supports scientific skepticism and the scientific method, rejecting authoritarianism and extreme skepticism, and rendering faith an unacceptable basis for action.
So I may have fairy jewellery, I may have set out to get fairy icons (which I love - the fairy on the train tracks was just... made for me, and my default, of a fairy in Converse shoes, just... explodeyyay!), but I've not gone mad. I'm firmly on the side of evidence, science, and realism. I just like fantasy things, while knowing they ain't real, yo.
AAAH I NEEDED TO WRITE THAT.
Incidentally, my favourite comedy science quote of late comes from the always-wonderful Dara O'Briain. "And they say oh science doesn't know everything. Science KNOWS it doesn't know everything, or it'd stop."
Love you, big man.