nahtanoj:
>That, or I will play cornet for an all-girl carbaret.
In New Orleans, right?
dreamer:
I’m actually a strong agnostic, stably balanced between atheism and Norse polytheism (Norse myths probably aren’t literally true, but they’re such cool stories), but I will answer your questions anyway, because agnostics and atheists so often get lumped in the same category anyway, and because I think I might find it amusing to do so, and because, heck, I’m new here, I might as well help y’all get to know me.
>1. What is “The Meaning of Life” to you?
Well, apart from the obligatory jokes about Monty Python, 42, and the dictionary… hm… five tons of flax. Seriously, though, yeah, it’s whatever you make of it. The universe has no inherent meaning; it’s just a bunch of indivisible particles falling perpetually through the void, a la Democritus. By observing the universe we overlay a sort of a perception matrix on top of it, masking the meaningless dance of particles with a disguise that we can understand. Did that make any sense?
>2. What is your purpose for being on this Earth?
That depends…
If you’re asking why I was “put” here–because a particular spermatozoon from my dad fertilized a particular ovum from my mom, and the resulting zygote managed to successfully develop to maturity, or some approximation thereof.
If, on the other hand, you’re asking what purpose I work towards, what I devote my life to–trying to be happy, and trying to help others be happy, whatever that may mean.
>3. Is there a Hero figure or anyone in your life that you have learned from or
>whom you look up to?
Oh, yeah, lots, both historical and mythical and modern. Far too many to name here. A sampling: Prometheus (a Greek god who gave fire to humanity even though he knew he would be punished for it), Archimedes (an ancient Greek genius whose clever inventions defended an island from Roman invasion for years, and whom I consider one of the first martyrs for the cause of mathematics), the Buddha and Jesus (a couple of early pacifist philosophers), King and Ghandi (a couple of more recent pacifist philosophers), everybody that has ever left earth, “even for an hour,” just about everybody in the education business… the list goes on and on.
>4. What do you say to your children when they ask “Mommy, Daddy? Who is God?”
Well, I don’t have kids, but I might someday (“You can’t kill me; think of my children!” “You don’t have any children.” “But I might someday!”), so I’ll answer. Hm… I think I’d give an honest and (to the best of my ability) unbiased description of all the popular viewpoints and a few unpopular ones in as simple and understandable terms as I could, and tell the child that he/she is free to believe as he/she chooses. The idea of theological beliefs being imposed on a child before he/she is mentally mature enough to make such decisions really disturbs me (this is the main reason I’m against such things as infant baptism and classroom recitation of the pledge of allegiance). In the wise words of a poster in my mom’s elementary school classroom, “A child’s mind is not a vessel to be filled, but a fire to be kindled.”
>5. When a loved one dies or a tragedy happens in your life - What are the
>steps you take to deal with it.
I have been fortunate enough not to have encountered this event yet, but I have thought about it an awful lot, and I think that if somebody died that I loved very much, I would mourn for a time, then settle my affairs, pack up a few things, and start wandering, not so much as an attempt to escape from reality but as a way to be alone for a while and have some time to think. I’d come back eventually, though; my roots are stronger than my wings.
>6. What do you believe happens to you when you die?
You go directly to hell and are punished for all eternity in ways more horrible than you could possibly imagined, no matter how good you were in life, no matter what you believed. EVERYBODY goes to the Place of Pain.
Nah, that’s not really what I believe, of course, but a religion that endorsed that view would probably be a great way of discouraging suicide and life-endangering behavior.
Seriously, though, I really don’t know for sure. I don’t think anybody can: as Lawrence of Arabia said in the Young Indiana Jones Chronicles, nobody’s come back to tell us. I suspect that once you’re dead, that’s it, oblivion, nothingness, curtains down, show’s over, the end. What interests me, though, is whether the person, soul, consciousness, self, ego, whatever you call it is destroyed when the body dies, or when the brain decays. There’s a subtle but potentially very important difference. When I die I’d kinda like to have my brain preserved, in the vain hope/fantasy that the latter might be true and I might someday be resurrected. It may sound foolish, but ten thousand years from now, Barnabas Mk. II will be laughing at you all! Mwahahahaha!
Anyway. I think that covers all your questions.
Any questions? Any answers? ::sings:: Any rags, any bones, any bottles today? Any rags?