Makestro

Pretty sad, not because of ther amount, but because even if they cut that as spending it doesn't even reduce the budget by .01%

You know even without a God there could be an afterlife, just because believers in God believe in the afterlife doesn't mean non-believers can't. I personally don't believe in an afterlife, and I've never seen a ghost, but I know a person and seen the aftermath that makes me questions my beliefs and turned me into a mild skeptic, but I still don't believe there needs to be a God for these events to happen and I think the afterlife is just a convientient way of coping with death(which scares the shit out of most people, I remember thinking about death a lot in my early teens and being terrified of it). My parents split up when I was young. I lived with my mom, grandma and uncle until my grandma died. The night my grandma died my father claims she called him, the kicker is none of us knew where he was, not even her. She called him and told him I need him in my life, my grandma loved me and was raising me because my morally broken mother wasn't doing her job. Anyways the next day my dad showed up in the morning and took me out and tried to make my day better, later in life he told me about the phone call. He also claim when his mother died he felt something and 5 minutes later he got the call. I trust my dad, he has no reason to lie about any of this. It was around this period I realized, the afterlife and ghosts could easily exist in a Godless universe. The phenomenon could very well be a very natural occurance outside our ability to scientifically observe it and there may even be some people who are more sensitive to these experiences and thus are affected by them more. I'm still an Atheists and I will call bullshit on ghost stories all day, but that doesn't mean I'm right.

My name is Matt, I was born in Minnesota and have lived here since. I am an Anarchist but call myself a Libertarian because it's the closest thing to Anarchy before you hit Anarchy, if that makes sense. I also smoke a lot of weed, but I am really functional, a lot of people unless really close to me don't know when I'm stoned or not. My life as a child is pretty fragmented, which probably lead to the former, with what I consider both good and bad experiences even if they seemed just bad at the time. I come from a broken family, my mother and father were both drunks and drug users, my earliest memory was my parents fighting, but thankfully(best for both of them and me in the long run) they split up when I either just turned 4 or was about to. My mom tried to spank me 1 time with a wooden spoon and I laughed at her, I was about 7 and from that point on I had 0 authority in my life. I always had trouble in school, probably reflected the broken home I came from, it wasn't because I'm dumb but more or less because I didn't care. I was basically raising myself, My mom was off partying and/or worked second shift(3pm-11pm), my dad didn't sober up until I was about 14 and started to become a part of my life again, so I had very little parental guidance even after he came back into my life. Which is why I screwed around in school and made very little effort to progress, I would get kicked out of school daily because it came with 2 days "vacation" and could sit home watching movies, tv or playing games... Basically stuff I would have rather done than sit in school. When I didn't get kicked out I wouldn't do anything except sleep at school and despite all this still would get 90+% on all my tests besides English(easily my weakest subject ), So I decided to drop out and get my GED, since it was the best option for everyone. This back fired because I hurt my knee and needed surgery just after and before I was healed up and able to get myself into the workforce I moved to a small ass town with nothing. This is when my Mom and her boyfriend started to become part of the drug world, and that is as specific as I'll get on that subject, I learned a lot about people and because of this experience I've never touched a drug that requires mankind to make, not that it makes me better than anyone else, but I'm proud I never fell farther into that world. That's my adolescent and teenage life in a nutshell. I consider myself pretty lucky, because if I took one wrong path I could easily be in prison right now, and many people from this era of my life are dead or in prison. The rest of my life from this point is preaching to the choir, I became an anarchist and backtracked to Libertarianism since it's the easier goal of the 2, although I still push archo-capitalism as much as if not more than Libertarianism, but it's easy to do both at the same time. When I look back on life, I have been practicing Anarchy to a lesser degree since my mom realized she had no control on me, and despite me living the anarchist life, I have only punched 1 person in my life in semi-self defense and unlike popular belief I don't and have never raped, murdered, robbed or whatever other boogeymen the government supposedly protects us from. So thanks for reading and I'm looking forward to getting involved in the discussions around here.