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There are a few things that I currently understand. There are a lot of things that I will eventually understand. There are things that I will never understand, but I have confidence that I could understand if I spent time with a skilled teacher.
And then there are things that I cannot, will not, […]

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I had a short text message exchange that I thought was particularly enlightening.  It’s about one of humanity’s most damaging emotional defenses.
 
 
 
CB: It doesn’t bug me that ppl are stupid, because I really don’t think that ppl are.  It bugs me that ppl PLAY stupid to avoid thinking about things that make them uncomfortable.  It’s fucking […]

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Lately, I’ve been trying to explain the success of this man.No matter how you feel about his politics, you have to admit that there’s something a little off about it.

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“Isn’t it surprising that we live in a universe fine-tuned for life?”
“Surprise” is a subjective emotion, so I can’t blame you for having the emotion, but if you want to tighten your thinking, then you have to ask “Compared to what?”

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I should probably reply to all of those comments left on my last post. It probably won’t win me any friends, but, whatever, I know too many people as it is. If you try to take down your happiness immune systems, then I will try to do the same.
This is the second post […]

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Happy Ash Wednesday or, if you don’t want the partying to stop, happy Mercredi Gras.
There is a long-standing Catholic tradition of ceremoniously rubbing ash on the foreheads of the faithful to remind them that they are all sinners.  In my childhood,

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I’m rather fond of saying that I know something like “the back of my hand.” On occasion, I’ve even been known to say that I know something like “the back of my mother’s hand.”1
It’s a good saying, but, how much do you know about the back of your hand, really? If you were […]

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If God Didn’t Want Me To Eat Animals, Why Did He Make Them Out Of Meat?
And, while we’re on the subject. . .
If God wanted me to eat pecans, why didn’t He give me nutcrackers for fingernails?
If God didn’t want me to choke you, why did He give me neck-sized palms?
If God didn’t want me […]

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I imagine that God has a wicked sense of humor. If Jesus wept, then I imagine that he laughed as well.

Sometimes segues are hard to come by.

I’ve never really understood why most people are squeamish when they imagine their parents having sex.

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