Fathers

   In class the topic of "following in their father's footsteps" when it comes to morals. The discussion continued about what should or is done when father has bad morals. I think that we know when our elders do something wrong or live in  a less moral manner. I don't think that we, as humans, want to, or tend to follow in their footsteps. It is heard all the time in television, movies, and conversations with real people; "I don't want to be my father." So I think that when we don't agree with our elders morals, we find new people to admire, people who have the same morals as we do.

A perfect God? And my purpose in the universe

     Some believe that there is a God that is all mighty and powerful, and created the world and everything in it. These people believe that this God is perfect and does not make mistakes. But I do not see how this is logical. I don't believe that a God who wants all of his people to follow his word would create evil, and give his people the free will to choose evil. It seems completely illogical to me. I think that many people use God as an excuse to explain things that they do not want to think about, or simply cannot explain for themselves. Don't get me wrong, I think religion is good for people, it gives them that excuse and belief that something or someone has a plan for them, but I simply do not agree with the idea of religion or God.
     When I think about what my place in the Universe is, I don't think that I am here to serve God, or even that I am here because of God. I think that my place in the Universe is simply make the best relations possible with people, and make them feel like they matter. I think that my place in the Universe is to be morally understanding and to help people through their problems. I think that everyone has a role in the Universe, and once you figure out what it is, life falls into place. What that role is? Well that is simply fate, not God.

Confucianism is a little confusing

      Is it just me or is this chapter a bit confusing. I think I understand it, but reading it defiantly took some time.
      I liked the idea that humans are self-disciplined, and I agree with that for the most part. However, I do think that sometimes humans need an outside force pushing them towards success, especially when the person is not in a right state of mind (depression for example). But then again, many times depressed people often want to get better, and try to seek help. But like most things, there is never a singular answer for all people. 
       As confusing as the chapter was, it got me thinking about my relations with the world and people around me. It made me wonder what made me the person I am today, and who put the ideas of my morals in my head. Having such different morals as my parents I really began to wonder if it was self taught, or if it was the morals of the world that has weaved its way into my brain and given me these ideas.