Day 2: I'm in a Wasteland of Ideas

Why do atheists care about figuring out nature? I know why I care, but dang it's hard.

Day 2 alone and writing. It is good to be able to concentrate without distractions, but the isolation forces me to confront what I do and do not know. No hiding. I am scared that I know nothing. And I’m not so sure all the people I’m reading who came before me knew that much either. In philosophy, it seems you pick your world and stay in your lane. Right now, I feel like I’m walking on dry land crossing the Red Sea with walls of water on either side of me. All experience tells me the water walls should not be there, yet the ones I look to as leaders (the Moseses?) assure me to keep going. I am. I am. With assiduity, I keep the faith one step at a time. But what if I’m crazy? What if the walls come spilling down?

Isolation makes me dramatic, but I do ask myself a million times why I care. The reason is that I want to figure out nature. I see nature as creation, as God’s handiwork. There is something indescribably vivacious and beautiful about every new thing I learn about how the natura…