Yes. Pfft. Really? Like all rights are men’s rights. All rights are white<\/b> men’s rights. I get so angry when butt hurt guys start bitching about Men’s Right and Misandry and blah blah. And yes, I understand that there are cases in which they might have legitimate concerns, but mostly… no.<\/em><\/p>\n Of course it does. This question hardly deserves a response. But I know there are those (not just Sheldon, either) who will argue that what we perceive as “love” is nothing more than a chemical and hormonal reaction to specific stimuli and blah blah blah. I think we should always keep trying. But can it ever break the essence of life down? Truly? I don’t know. I am a rational, intelligent, science-loving girl. Fascinated by molecules and genes and all manner of theories and things… Nature or Nurture? Broken. Like most things in this crazy modern world, I feel like the American school system has come a million steps forward since Laura Ingalls and her sistren taught in single-room school houses on the prairie. Yet, standardized tests, complete lack of engagement, huge class sizes, broke districts, overworked\/underpaid teachers… Its just broken. Many of my novels feature fate\/destiny. But I am also a fan of man’s hubris. I like Terminator 2, with little squeaky voiced Eddie Furlong stabbing that picnic table and saying, “No Fate. There’s no fate but what we make for ourselves.”<\/em><\/p>\n …life?<\/em><\/p>\n Our bodies rot, wherever they are, and the molecules are returned back to the universe. As for our souls, I am taught that there is an afterlife. And I choose to believe it, lacking actual proof. <\/em><\/p>\n As the good Doctor says, “I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important.” And maybe in the grand scheme of the whole of the universe, we are just specks. But in my world? In my world – yes. We matter.<\/em><\/p>\n I really do not believe in pure good or pure evil; and certainly not where it concerns people. We are so many complicated shades of grey.<\/em><\/p>\n …um. Yes? I don’t know that I really “get” this question. Maybe the author didn’t know what apathy means? Is there such a thing as a lack of interest? Yes.<\/em><\/p>\n I’m a romantic soul. I believe human life is valuable by default, but I can see how other people just see us as ‘meat’. <\/em><\/p>\n Oh, don’t get me started. I am a HUGE proponent of personal responsibility! That’s a rant for another day, dudes.<\/em>\n<\/ul>\n Oh, a Part Two post, eh? Fun. Water Lily, why don’t you go ahead and stop making this ancient Golden Girls reference and just talk about yourself on your own little blog? This one has such deep questions. Ay, yi, yi! Here goes nothing. —————————- Do… <\/p>\n
\n Enough so that I went in and edited “god” into “God” in the question. I am not without flaws and doubts and concerns. But I believe in God. And I believe God is Love.<\/em><\/p>\n
\n Well, I am a believer. I believe that LOVE exists. I feel it when Mark looks at me. I feel it when I watch my sister with her son, when my Mom hugs me, when my heart swells… Call me naive or childish, but like Sailor Moon, I truly think that Love is one of the most powerful, intangible, mysterious forces in the whole unfathomable universe.<\/em><\/p>\n
\n But… I don’t know if we will ever be able to capture and winkle out that spark that makes “existence” separate from “life”. I love a good mystery, anyway, and I love learning… so I’ll enjoy the search for truth and still believe that there is truth out there to be found.
\n I think that makes very little sense in re-reading it, but… I’m not sure how to fix it.<\/em><\/p>\n
\n Both, duh. I don’t think it can ever be only on thing. We are influenced by our choices and our genetics, by who we are and who is around us. Definitely both.<\/em><\/p>\n
\n I plan to homeschool.<\/em><\/p>\n![\"Signed,](\"http:\/\/jeezjosie.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/signature.jpg\")
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