be a proud atheist

We all know that atheism is the future. As we enter a new age of enlightenment, where we can fearlessly pursue knowledge and truth without fear of attack from institutionalized religious factions working in harmony with government leaders, we can START the enormous task of answering lifes most puzzling questions. We won’t have the answers today, tomorrow, or 200 years from now. But through the evolution of thought and technology, we can start to form hypotheses that can be tested and retested to show legitimacy.
It’s obvious why religious factions fear, hate and slander atheists. We take money out of their pockets. Less people in the pew, less loot in the collection plate. We must continue to pursue our goals, allowing those who voluntarily question the blind faith instilled in them through socialization to view our work and results so that they may start to question the really important issues of our (and future) times.

Yeah, I am. I don’t need a religion and I just don’t have one. Lots of religions have lots of ‘hate’, and lots of ‘rules’. Who needs any of that?

I am always a proud atheist! :)

Atheists are good people too! there is no reason to hide or be ashamed of our faith. or lack thereof.

I was raised a Southern Baptist. It seems to me the worst kind of Christianity. I have just recently started to “find myself” for lack of a better term and realizing I don’t believe in God was part of that. I am an athiest. I think that’s the first time I put it in black and white. At this point I feel like I have just started on a long journey to becoming a proud athiest. I feel like I am alone in the “real world” except for my fiance. I feel surrounded by people who would think I’m some kind of evil. Even at work people talk about God all the time and it makes me uncomfortable. At the moment I am reading The God Delusion and I find myself hiding the title from people for fear of being shunned. I want to be able to be proud of who I am and now I am looking for support from those who are going through or have gone through what I am going through now.

I must admit even when I was going through primary school the whole notion of God and religion fascinated me from a non-religious point of view and it still does today.

I am proud to be atheist. I appreciate greatly my religious friends (mainly Christians, 1 Muslim and 2 Sikhs) who accept my choice and not try to sway me (an act which seriously annoys the shiz out of me).

I’m becoming more comfortable with this aspect of my identity. I’m trying to include the “health benefits” of religion. For example, I found a great community of like-minded people in the organization I volunteer for. Tai chi replaces prayer as a soothing meditation. I use visualization to give me the confidence to accomplish my goals. Most of all, I embrace many healthy habits like sobriety and wholesome foods.

With that in mind, religion is obsolete. It’s why I’m such a proud and happy atheist. If others want to conclude that I have a first-class ticket to hell, so be it. :-)

I was born an atheist, raised Catholic, and now I’m an atheist again! :)

I’m 15 and was raised a Catholic. But for the past few years, I’ve kinda been thinking that “God” is kind of a joke. So I decided I was an Atheist. But I don’t know how, or if I should, tell my parents. Whenever we’re at a family gathering and we need to pray, I just kinda sit there and fake it. And going to church on holidays and going to weddings at basically any kind of church. I just don’t know how to tell anyone because I have a lot of religious friends.

So I’m at Thanksgiving dinner at my grandma’s house. Its a big crowd, 40+ people. We’re not all sitting around one big table or anything, more like scattered at tables spread through four rooms. Someone calls us all into the dining/kitchen area. I”m thinking its time to get in the line for the food, but turns out its for a prayer.

What to do? In the past, I pretended to pray.
But thats exactly the kind of thing I want to stop doing. Its a terrible kind of lie and makes me feel like I’m hiding who I am.

So I coochy-cooed the newest member of the family (2 weeks old, so cute!) who happened to be on my sister’s nearby sholder. As the prayer went long I looked around the room. Most heads were bowed. Some people like me just standing, waiting. Some people with eyes open looking around. I caught eye contact from two people who gave me this acusing look like “why aren’t you praying? I caught you.”, both times from people who are very religious.

Being “caught” made me proud of myself for not pretending.