Are we made up of body and soul? Or are we “just” bodies? I am holding out hope that the question is moot.
Recognizing the subjectivity of my personal perspective doesn’t kill objectivity. It may just need a little resuscitation.
Human genius is not the ability to imagine the untrue, but rather our ability to insist on logic without being restrained by it.
What is there to believe in Christmas when you no longer believe in God? My personal thoughts on what I’d like my son to grow up to celebrate at Christmas.