The Tragedy of Beliefs 1
You can’t convince a believer of anything; for their belief is not based on evidence, it’s based on a deep seated need to believe.
Carl Sagan
This should come as such a relief
Regarding one or any of your beliefs
That there are so very many
Any resemblant, there aren’t any
Off you mind, this should be a ton
Anything close, there are none
If you think you share a collective
Surely must realize this is deceptive
Perhaps yes, it would be so nice
If you think, perhaps just once, or trice
At your core, you know it’s true
No one believes what you do
May be close, may be similar
Examined again, nothing’s familiar
It’s only a perceived corroboration
Of an illusionary contemplation
A figment of your imagination
Requiring minimal articulation
The one that get the most abuse
Is when God is used as the excuse
So many books, so many clues
Isn’t it obvious, it is just a ruse
I’m not disparaging any one religion
I seek clarity and I get confusion
Conjuring omniscient deities is delusion
Adhering to this, is evolutionary obtrusion
Hard to take serious, C’mon be real
If it is only based on what you feel.
Facts are about as solid as the empyreal
No doubt, no patriarch in any ethereal
(Well, (a very deep subject) that took a poetic life of its own. That was supposed to be a simple rhyme to introduce this segment. Gee Zus, I wish I knew where that shit comes from.) I’ll go with this tangent for now and attempt the other one at another time, or not.
I question stuff exhaustively, and do not accept much, without running it through the mill for my own clarity. I have nothing to prove to anyone. After all, you could “prove” something to someone nine days till Sunday.
Have printed charts, graphs, expert testimonies, concrete evidence, video footage, sworn statements, etc. If the person or persons don’t believe you or only accept it partly, there’s not a damn thing you can do about it, so why bother.
Likewise, if someone felt compelled to do the same in reverse and you do not accept it, then we are all back to square one.
Besides, I don’t want to be right, I want to be understood.
I’d love to live my life with people with that tattooed on my forehead.
I don’t want to be right, I want to be understood.
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