During our last discussion (pun most certainly intended) we
spent a great deal of time tossing around our personal takes on existentialism. I was quite surprised
that the distinction between Meaning and meaning was revisited, and to such a
great extent. I truly felt that leading up to this class, existentialism was revealing itself to me as increasingly
atheistic. And yet, with an understanding of the subject as being the human
struggle to define the self in terms of subjective and/or objective purpose, I
am forced to once again reconsider the idea of existentialism as fundamentally
atheistic. Despite our exploration of religious existentialists like Kierkegaard
and Dostoevsky, I felt nothing necessarily religious about their
philosophies—well, at least not insomuch as someone like Nietzsche’s gung ho advocacy
against religion. Sure, the formers’ religious inclinations were made evident
throughout their works, but in my opinion, the messages they presented could
have just as easily been offered without the religious skew.
Let’s take Kierkegaard’s notion of a subjective faith for
example: Why can’t some worldly paradigm serve the same purpose as his subjective
conception of God? During my junior year of high school, I had an atheist
friend with whom I often discussed my faith. One afternoon, during one of our
regular bouts on religion, I suggested he try looking for God in the things he
loves. A good while later, he was speaking in front of our class and called
upon our conversation—saying how he felt he had found God in music. Sitting in
the audience, it certainly sounded as though instead of coming about God
through music, he had simply found a replacement for Him. Is this not an
instance of faith being replaced with a more material foundation; more
importantly, is a mundane basis for orienting oneself in life, such as this, a
viable, and sustainable, alternative to the faith life (subjective or
objective)?
In a rather longwinded attempt to exemplify my uncertainty
surrounding the essentiality of faith to the philosophies of religious
existentialists such as Kierkegaard or Dostoevsky, I have attempted to bring
this discussion full-circle: I cannot help but smirk at the oddly existential feeling I am left with after
having revisited (and with such class-wide enthusiasm) the notion of cosmic
purpose in spite of what my preconceptions of the subject have deemed otherwise
atheistic in nature.
Yours Tru.ly