Again in a bar. In southern Missouri. Visiting my ma may turn me into more of a drunk.
Religion permeates this place. It’s astonishing how faith works. Such a blind concept. So easy to not research and accept that some deity can make things function.
Life has a certainty. Death. The party has to end eventually. What happens after is completely unknown to us. It’s the childlike curiosity, combined with a megalomaniac style desire of importance, that creates this vacuum of acceptance of ignorance. I recognize that research takes time, and there’s a game on, but at least use those commercial breaks to look into something more than the bottom of your Busch Light can.
If the rest of the individuals I was surrounded by took time to stop blindly accepting their preferred monologue, and questioned themselves, we may begin to grow a bit as a species.