It is still a beautiful world.

"With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.

Be cheerful. Strive to be happy."- Max Ehrmann

Faith.

I don't believe in God--I don't know how to.

I picture myself dying and coming before the gates of heaven and, well literally saying, "holy shit he does exist." But, I don't see God denying me - How could he? How could he blame me for not being being able to understand something as great has having Faith? When all is said and done, I am a good person - and God, if in existence, knows that. With or without my faith -and upon my death - if introduced to God, I will be forgiven.