A Poem on Skepticism

Because I’m about four years tired of both presumptuous God-haters and presumptuous ultra-fundamentalists who jump in with an agenda of schooling me on the flaws/absurdity/vileness of my personal beliefs, I thought I’d slow it right down today.

So, let’s have some free verse, so called. And maybe some butterflies and some quiet and unassuming wallflowers.

~~~

Just
because
you don’t like
my premises
does not
obligate
me to
address
yours.

If you
genuinely want
me to,
then
present a case
for
the reasonableness
of your
assumptions.

(Stop saying “of course.”
It’s not a magic spell
that makes you right.)

Without that,
I think
your ideas fail.

Feel free
to call me
rude
or
unworthy of your time
for being
a skeptic.

(No worries, I’m the moderator.
I’ll kick you out when I get tired
of the contrived hyperventilations.)

Feel free
to get
conveniently
distracted
from any case-making
by my
skepticism.

Just

don’t expect
me to be

conveniently
distracted

by yours.

~~~

I hope I’ve spoken slowly and clearly enough this time, and that this post will serve adequately as a standard reference point henceforth.

~Scienda

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11 comments

        1. I just meant I wrote it because of some rude visitors in the past and recently. It’s not really a poem, as I usually think of them — metaphors and such — just an exercise in making each word count. :) Thanks for your kind words. :)

          1. Your very welcome :) Just remember for every negative person there are 10 lovely people who think and say good things, trick is not to let the nasty ones get you down, there not worth it!! Keep up the great work :)

  1. Works for me..in perfect conjunction with my operational view of ‘don’t let the opposition define the terms of the debate,,,,,that really makes them crazy

    1. It does, which makes me disinclined to waste time on the melodrama. :) Nothing wrong with coming to mutual terms, but you’re right, unilateral demands aren’t dialogue.

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