I no longer have any clue of exactly what it is I believe. The events of the past 6 years had me exploring faith seriously, in a way I hadn't since I was inculcated with Hindu belief systems as a kid. But I'd largely turned against that, and had been through a period of severe agnosticism before settling into a comfortable soft Hinduism, until I met my ex. And for a while there, I definitely believed in a god...or gods...not knowing where any particular prayer was headed, not necessarily believing that the good will of those deities lay in my believing all of those things I heard in church, or temple settings.
Now? This year's events haven't made me violently reject everything I looked at over the past few years...and I'm almost surprised. That aside, I think that my own code of conduct has never derived from the dictates of religion, because I was never interested enough in Hinduism to really fear the consequences of disobeying its dictates, and the personality was long established by the time I started looking into Christianity.
If you wanted to be cynical, you could say I was just scared of the corporeal consequences of misbehavior...but as it is in your case, it just makes SENSE that you should do right by the fellow creatures that inhabit your space.
As for dogs or cats, I like 'em both, but if I had to choose, I'd say I'm a cat person. Dogs seem to look up to you, while cats, you get the sense they're kinda looking down on you. They seem to be the superior being in the dog/cat dichotomy. Of course, I seem to be allergic to both, so the debate is largely academic.
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Date: 2009-08-30 06:14 am (UTC)Now? This year's events haven't made me violently reject everything I looked at over the past few years...and I'm almost surprised. That aside, I think that my own code of conduct has never derived from the dictates of religion, because I was never interested enough in Hinduism to really fear the consequences of disobeying its dictates, and the personality was long established by the time I started looking into Christianity.
If you wanted to be cynical, you could say I was just scared of the corporeal consequences of misbehavior...but as it is in your case, it just makes SENSE that you should do right by the fellow creatures that inhabit your space.
As for dogs or cats, I like 'em both, but if I had to choose, I'd say I'm a cat person. Dogs seem to look up to you, while cats, you get the sense they're kinda looking down on you. They seem to be the superior being in the dog/cat dichotomy. Of course, I seem to be allergic to both, so the debate is largely academic.