That people who are not willing to concede the existence of anything (Nor dignify people's desire to believe in) things of any kind of metaphysical quality have a hard time getting on in this world. Most people commit themselves to some kind of (quasi)-(para)-(psuedo)-metaphyical-(esque)-(ish) things and/or qualities and/or categories in the world they see. I do no such thing. It is odd because the way many people see the world they are beset on all sides by godless heathens seeking destroy their faith. I guess what truly is a battle of people with different conceptions of degree:
"My metaphysical commitments are (more/less) satisfactory to explain the world (and/or) the way things and as such your views are (more/less) fervent than my own and as such not as satisfactory to satisfy my odd sense of epsitimic efficacy. All hail (Buddha, Allah, Yaweh, Elvis, The Mind, spirit, the One, L. Ron Hubbard, the Ego, Id, Geist, Spinozistic notions of the concommitant aspects of mental/physical, Sein (Being), epsitme, the happy land of forms, etc, etc, etc. )."
They stand on the other and very heavily populated side of the ocean from the few of us who seem to live quite contendly by ourselves without our gods, fate, ice-goblins, myths, folklores, minds, Fruedian conceptions of the unconscious, Jesuses, causes, eschatologies, teleologies, etc. I think the world is mostly populated by the the later and not the former (i.e., me). This is actually sometimes lonely and frustrating. Oh well...Thy drugs are quick... Another beer garson!
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