One question I often am asked when people find out I'm not religious is how I can find any meaning in life. People like to tell me that a belief in a god gives them some sort of meaning, and a reason for living. I don't quite understand this statement. It seems to me that a belief like that would actually take the meaning right out of life. If we are just sport for some sort of deity and don't ultimately have control over our lives, if there's already a "plan" then what is our purpose?
I was watching the video of the high school student who has found a new, effective and unharmful way of treating cancer. It occurred to me that while I shout "Science!!! Fuck yeah!!" The religious person in the room would praise god and say how god is ultimately responsible for this by "blessing" the girl with the gift of scientific knowledge and intelligence. So let's get this straight: God made cancer. God then made the girl with the ability to cure it. So what exactly is the point of that? Busy work, at the cost of millions and millions of lives? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Of course we're not supposed to "understand the plan" (copout) but if you really sit back and think about it, it's illogical. Unless humans are just a game, and god is just a big kid playing with an ant hill with a magnifying glass. I'll stick with the logical conclusion that there is no god, no plan, and we are just advancing and earning our lives through evolution.
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