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iloveyoulessthanpunk: Atheism. The idea that you don’t need someone in the sky watching over you to be okay. The idea that you can get through the loss of someone you love without the fictional notion that they’re waiting for you somewhere. The idea of getting through shit by yourself, on your own terms, with your own morals and standards, without having to face the repercussions of someone who judges your every move. The idea of doing it for yourself. More importantly, though, atheism is the idea that this world is good enough. I don’t need heaven when I die, because I’m in fucking heaven right now. When you have friends around you, who needs heaven? When you have books so beautiful they can and will make you weep; songs that remind you of the best nights of your life; family members who will sit through it all, and then some, and expect nothing in return; leaves falling off trees in autumn and being able to hear their crunch under your feet; lying in the sunshine on a day when you have no responsibilities; fireworks; singing in the shower; kissing someone for the first time; riding a rollercoaster; watching your best friend get married; Byron Bay in the fucking summertime - when you have all of this and more, when you have the infinite possibilities of our beautiful planet at your feet just waiting to be eaten up, explored and appreciated, who really needs the idea of heaven? I know I don’t.
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