Lyn May

I was raised in the country.  The phrase “sticks and stone…” was taken a little too literally in my town.

While I have always respected folks who are hard workers, I’ve never been able to see eye-to-eye with these blue-collar types.  So naturally, I always felt out of place.  I wasn’t really good at sports either.  And I never had a huge posse of friends.  I just, melted, into the background.  And that’s how I liked it.

Today.  I’m an engineer struggling to quit my day job and become a filmmaker.  Although I would consider myself a logical thinker, I have an artistic side that needs to be freed.

As far my “belief system” goes, I have recently declared myself an atheist.  I’ve never bought into religion as a whole – since I was twelve, actually.  But it wasn’t until recently that I was comfortable enough in my own skin to be proud to announce my beliefs to the world.  I believe in personal empowerment and knowledge.  Take no one’s word for anything and question as much as possible.  Not as a cynic, which I am proud to admit that I am not; but as a student of our world.

I’m also a struggling racist.  I was raised to hate anyone not of my own color.  The analytical part of my brain tells me otherwise, but it’s so engrained within me that I literally have to try not to say and feel certain ways which contradict my recent belief structure.  I am, however, making a conscious effort to allow a person’s actions to sway my emotions instead of the color of one’s skin.

So, this is me, in a very abbreviated fashion.  Feel free to read my posts to find out what makes me “Rage.”  Otherwise, ask me anything.  I’ll respond with something… *smile*

The Out Campaign: Scarlet Letter of Atheism
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