A Meditation on Faith: My First Act of Faith

I don’t seem to choose my thoughts.

They seem to choose me… and take me along for the ride, oftentimes against my will.

And so I wonder…

Is it possible that freedom is the grandest delusion of all time?

… a trickster artifact of an evolving organ capable of self-consciousness and reflexive deliberation?

… an emotional rejection of determinism in a conceited attempt to feel more special than I really am?

… a naïve and foolhardy effort to make too much sense of an absurd existence?

Then again, freedom may be the most infinitely precious thing in the entire cosmos.

And so I commit myself to freedom… not on logical, but on eminently moral grounds.

I commit myself to freedom because I refuse to be a mere effect… a hapless victim condemned to an inevitable, even if unpredictable, trajectory in an indifferent universe.

I commit myself to freedom because rejecting it relinquishes my power… ALL of it… by virtue of the absolute law of self-fulfilling prophecy.

I commit myself to freedom because, without it, all talk of character, virtue, ethics, and love is non-sense.

I commit myself to freedom because every attempt to escape from its responsibilities causes me pain.

Next Meditation: Seek and Ye Shall Find

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2 thoughts on “A Meditation on Faith: My First Act of Faith

  1. Very interesting topic.

    I agree that without freedom all talk of character, virtue, ethics, and love is non-sense.

    I think that perhaps there is no freedom in the human empirical reality, but there is freedom in the actual reality. Science deals with only the human empirical reality which is only human distorted perception (directly or indirectly) of the actual (transcendental) reality.

    What do you think?

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    • Thanks for asking. I choose to hang my hat on three radical commitments: 1) Even if freedom is a delusion, I am still going to live as if it exists… and that I have it. 2) I become interesting ONLY in those precious, sacred moments when I decide that I have choices. 3) I have no time to waste arguing about whether freedom exists or not… I would rather just be an existence proof that is does! I suppose that I am quite the existentialist at heart. Cheers!

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