Now What?
What happens when you no longer believe in God, Religion, Angels, Spirits, Ghost, Heaven, Hell, Afterlife, Karma, Reincarnation, Fate or anything associated with these things? What do you do? You can't pray. You can't believe that what goes around comes around. You can't believe that things happen for a reason. You're definitely never going to kill yourself, because when you die, THAT'S IT. KAPUT!
A long time ago I used to belive in the whole wiccan positive/negative energy thing. That's about the only tidbit I belive in now. You put out negative energy towards folks you tend to get it back. But hey, that's common sense really. I believed in Psychics for a short period of time til I realized how nuts and what a huge money drain that was. But I do believe there are some folks out there that may be a tad bit more evolved and more sensitive to people than others. I mean why not, we're always evolving in some way, I hope. I still occasionaly like getting my tarot cards read for fun, but most readers suck and don't make it much fun. I had an astrologer for awhile, but it was information overload and I got bored by how long the and detailed the readings were. I was into therapy for awhile but I got tired of being asked "How does that make YOU feel?". Zzzzzz.
I used to believe in horrorscopes, but now that's just hooey. I like reading them though, they are amusing at least and Linda Goodman's Love Signs is always a fun read. I think now I just blog or write in my super secret hidden diary (!). That works. There really is no uplifting outlet when you're a disbeliever. I guess I have hope. Can get rid of the hope cause it's my middle name. No really... I have hope. For what I have no friggin clue.
A long time ago I used to belive in the whole wiccan positive/negative energy thing. That's about the only tidbit I belive in now. You put out negative energy towards folks you tend to get it back. But hey, that's common sense really. I believed in Psychics for a short period of time til I realized how nuts and what a huge money drain that was. But I do believe there are some folks out there that may be a tad bit more evolved and more sensitive to people than others. I mean why not, we're always evolving in some way, I hope. I still occasionaly like getting my tarot cards read for fun, but most readers suck and don't make it much fun. I had an astrologer for awhile, but it was information overload and I got bored by how long the and detailed the readings were. I was into therapy for awhile but I got tired of being asked "How does that make YOU feel?". Zzzzzz.
I used to believe in horrorscopes, but now that's just hooey. I like reading them though, they are amusing at least and Linda Goodman's Love Signs is always a fun read. I think now I just blog or write in my super secret hidden diary (!). That works. There really is no uplifting outlet when you're a disbeliever. I guess I have hope. Can get rid of the hope cause it's my middle name. No really... I have hope. For what I have no friggin clue.
