The pregnant nurse practitioner asked me if I was a Wiccan because of the pentagram on my chest. I replied I was an atheist. After the moment of confusion faded from her face, she asked me, more or less, where I got my set of values. It's always confused me when people ask me this, because I feel as though it's asking me to watch very far away stars, or subatomic particles (given, you know, the equipment) - I have a loose idea, but when I look too close, I don't seem to be able to see it all that well.
I mean, don't you feel something is bad just because it's bad and not because you think a master creator told you it was bad, too?
I suppose it really lies in that a decision is bad or evil (or has evil merits, such as war) because of the suffering of another. And it's never made sense that people would get their set of values from a deity, since these, too, have changed over the course of civilization.
I get my values from the same place you do, miss. I just don't choose to attribute them to an invisible being.
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