In my youth, I never considered the religious profession. For one thing, I had no religion. My father was Jewish and my mother was Church of Christ.
I never figured that out. But I went to Hebrew School and got Bar Mitzvah'd, and at the reception an old man of the congregation took me aside and said, "You're a man, now. You can make your own decisions." I took his advice and never went to Shul again.
I liked science. But then I realized that science will only take you so far. That's when I got interested in religion.
I got my religion from Bertrand Russell and Kierkegaard and Nietzsche. And cosmology articles in the Scientific American.
I was into Russell early and Kierkegaard late. And Nietzsche was crazy.
I liked Orson Welles preaching the sermon in the whaler's church of New Bedford. But I wanted Queequeg's faith and understanding.
Finally, I gave up on receiving The Answer. I started concentrating on getting The Question right.
I wouldn't be going into all this if it weren't Sunday.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
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2 comments:
Seek those who seek the Truth and avoid those who've found it like the plague.
Tin,
That sounds like good advice. Thanks.
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