The Musings of Jaime David
The Musings of Jaime David
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  • The Impossible Is Impossible Until You Make It Possible

    The Impossible Is Impossible Until You Make It Possible

    There is a strange comfort in the word impossible. It carries finality. It feels authoritative, almost scientific, as if reality itself has spoken and rendered a verdict. When something is declared impossible, the mind is invited to rest, to stop pushing, to stop imagining alternatives. Impossible becomes a boundary marker, a line drawn around what we are allowed to want, try, or believe in. Yet history, personal experience, and even quiet inner growth repeatedly expose the lie hidden inside that word. The impossible is rarely a fixed truth. More often, it is a reflection of current limits, current fear, current imagination. The impossible remains impossible only until someone, somewhere, decides to make it possible.

    Most impossibilities are born not from the laws of nature but from consensus. Society agrees that certain things cannot be done, cannot be changed, cannot be challenged. These agreements harden into assumptions, and assumptions slowly masquerade as facts. At one point, it was impossible to imagine the abolition of slavery, impossible to imagine women voting, impossible to imagine a world where information traveled instantly across continents. Each of these impossibilities dissolved not because the universe changed, but because people refused to accept the limits placed in front of them. What changed was belief, persistence, and the willingness to endure ridicule, resistance, and failure. The impossible did not disappear on its own. It was dismantled piece by piece by human effort.

    On a personal level, the impossible often feels even heavier. It becomes internalized. You are told, directly or indirectly, that you are not capable, not talented enough, not disciplined enough, not strong enough. Over time, those messages lodge themselves in your self-concept. The impossible becomes part of your identity. You stop saying “I can’t do this” and start saying “I am not someone who can do this.” This is one of the most damaging transformations a belief can undergo, because it turns a temporary limitation into a permanent self-definition. And yet, even here, impossibility is not an objective truth. It is a story that has been repeated often enough to feel real.

    Fear plays a central role in maintaining the impossible. Fear of failure, fear of embarrassment, fear of rejection, fear of discovering your own limits. The irony is that fear often disguises itself as realism. We tell ourselves we are just being practical, just being honest about the odds. But realism, when stripped down, often means refusing to imagine outcomes that would require discomfort or risk. The impossible thrives in environments where safety is valued above growth. To attempt the impossible is to accept uncertainty, and uncertainty is something the human brain is wired to resist.

    The phrase “make it possible” is deceptively simple. It suggests agency, responsibility, and action, but it does not promise ease. Making the impossible possible is rarely a dramatic, cinematic moment. It is usually slow, repetitive, and unglamorous. It involves showing up when motivation is gone, continuing when progress is invisible, and tolerating the awkward space between who you are and who you are becoming. The impossible often collapses not in a single breakthrough, but through accumulation. Small actions compound. Minor improvements stack. Quiet persistence erodes what once looked immovable.

    One of the greatest misconceptions about possibility is that it requires confidence. In reality, confidence often comes later. Many people who accomplish what once seemed impossible begin with doubt, hesitation, and even disbelief in themselves. What separates them is not certainty, but willingness. Willingness to try without guarantees. Willingness to fail without quitting. Willingness to be seen struggling rather than pretending competence. Confidence is frequently the byproduct of action, not the prerequisite. Waiting to feel ready is one of the most effective ways to keep the impossible intact.

    Language matters deeply in this process. The words you use internally shape the boundaries of what feels achievable. Saying “this is impossible” shuts down exploration. Saying “I don’t know how to do this yet” keeps the door open. The addition of a single word can transform a dead end into a question. Possibility begins with curiosity. How could this work? What would need to change? Who has done something similar? What small step could I take today? These questions do not eliminate difficulty, but they weaken the authority of impossibility.

    There is also an important distinction between accepting reality and surrendering to it. Acceptance acknowledges the present conditions without illusion. Surrender gives up agency entirely. You can accept that something is hard, unlikely, or unprecedented without concluding that it cannot be done. In fact, true acceptance often provides the clarity needed to act effectively. When you stop pretending a challenge is easy, you can prepare properly. When you stop denying risk, you can manage it. Acceptance does not mean passivity. It can be the foundation for deliberate, focused effort.

    Social pressure reinforces the impossible in subtle ways. When you attempt something outside the norm, you often encounter skepticism disguised as concern. People warn you not to get your hopes up, not to waste time, not to embarrass yourself. Sometimes these warnings come from care. Other times they come from projection. Your attempt threatens the comfort of those who have already decided what is possible for themselves. If you succeed, their limitations become more visible. For this reason, resistance often increases as you approach meaningful change. The impossible defends itself by recruiting doubt from others.

    Failure, too, is frequently misinterpreted as proof of impossibility. One failed attempt becomes evidence that the goal itself is flawed. But failure usually indicates only that a particular method did not work, or that timing, preparation, or circumstances were misaligned. Treating failure as final is another way the impossible maintains power. Learning reframes failure as data. Each attempt reveals something about what is required. Persistence turns failure from a verdict into feedback. Without this reframing, most breakthroughs would never occur.

    There is a moral dimension to making the impossible possible. Many impossibilities persist because they benefit those in power. Declaring something impossible can be a tool of control. It discourages resistance, innovation, and collective action. When people believe change cannot happen, systems remain intact by default. Challenging impossibility is therefore not just a personal act, but often a political and ethical one. It is a refusal to accept that suffering, inequality, or injustice are natural or inevitable. Possibility becomes a form of resistance.

    At the same time, making the impossible possible does not require grand heroism. It can be deeply ordinary. Choosing to heal when bitterness feels easier. Choosing to love when detachment feels safer. Choosing to create when silence feels more comfortable. These internal shifts may never make headlines, but they fundamentally alter the trajectory of a life. Many people live under the assumption that they cannot change, cannot grow, cannot become softer or stronger in the ways they desire. Yet inner transformation is one of the most consistently disproven impossibilities in human experience.

    Time plays a complicated role in this process. Impossibility often feels urgent and eternal at the same time. Right now it feels unchangeable, and forever it feels guaranteed. But time has a way of reframing effort. What feels impossible today may feel obvious in hindsight. Looking back, we often forget how uncertain and fragile our progress once felt. This amnesia can be dangerous, because it causes us to underestimate what we are currently capable of enduring. Remembering past impossibilities that became reality can restore faith in the present.

    It is also worth acknowledging that not every impossible thing should be pursued. Discernment matters. Some desires are rooted in ego, validation, or avoidance rather than genuine meaning. Making the impossible possible is not about proving worth or winning against the universe. It is about alignment. When a goal resonates deeply, when it feels connected to values rather than image, persistence becomes more sustainable. The impossible that matters is the one that calls you forward, not the one that distracts you from yourself.

    Often, the first step toward possibility is letting go of how it must look. We cling to specific outcomes, timelines, and forms, and when those fail, we conclude the goal itself is impossible. Flexibility expands possibility. If you release the need for a particular path, alternative routes emerge. This does not mean lowering standards, but widening vision. Many things become possible when you stop insisting they happen in only one acceptable way.

    There is a quiet humility required to make the impossible possible. You must accept that you do not know everything, that you will need help, that you will make mistakes. Pride resists this. Pride prefers the safety of impossibility to the vulnerability of effort. But humility invites learning. It allows you to change strategies without interpreting it as personal failure. It keeps you adaptable, and adaptability is one of the strongest forces against impossibility.

    Community also plays a powerful role. While the myth of the lone individual overcoming all odds is appealing, most real transformations are supported by others. Mentors, friends, collaborators, even critics contribute in ways that are not always obvious. Seeking connection does not weaken agency. It multiplies it. The impossible often shrinks when shared, because perspective expands. What one person cannot see alone may become visible in dialogue.

    Ultimately, the statement “the impossible is impossible until you make it possible” is not a motivational slogan meant to deny hardship. It is a recognition of agency within constraint. It acknowledges that reality has limits, but also that those limits are often far more flexible than they appear. It places responsibility back in human hands, without guaranteeing success. Making something possible does not ensure victory. It ensures engagement. And engagement, over time, is what reshapes the boundaries of what exists.

    The impossible thrives in passivity, silence, and resignation. Possibility grows in movement, experimentation, and courage, even imperfect courage. Every attempt weakens the illusion that the current state of things is permanent. Whether the change is external or internal, visible or private, the act of trying itself matters. It asserts that the future is not fully written, that reality is not closed, that becoming is still underway.

    In the end, impossibility is not a wall but a mirror. It reflects what has not yet been tried, what has not yet been sustained, what has not yet been imagined. When you move toward it instead of away from it, the reflection changes. And sometimes, without any dramatic announcement, what once felt immovable quietly steps aside. Not because it was never impossible, but because you made room for something new to exist.

  • My Journey to Atheism

    My Journey to Atheism

    I’d like to tell you the story of how I became an atheist. It’s kind of a long one, so strap in for the ride.

    My story starts when I was a kid. I was born and raised Catholic. I received all of the sacraments up to and including Confirmation. I was a devout Catholic. I believed in God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. I prayed everyday, both out loud and to myself. I went to Catholic school from grade school all the way to high school. I was pretty religious. My family and I weren’t big on going to church, however. We preferred to practice our faith at home amongst ourselves. We also didn’t believe everything that the Bible, the Pope, and Catholicism told us. Besides that, we all had a strong belief in God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit; especially me.

    I would worry everyday about the things I said or did. I also worried about the things my friends and family said and did. I was worried that if my friends, family, or I had said or did things that God did not approve of, we would be sent to Hell. Hell scared me a lot. I was terrified of it. The thought of being tortured in a place of fire and brimstone for all eternity would give me nightmares as a child. Even now, as an atheist, I still occasionally fear the possibility that Hell is real and that I would be sent to it.

    That’s how things were for most of my life; that is, until I was about to start senior year of high school. It was the summer between junior year and senior year. Junior year had just ended, and senior year was well on its way. I was excited, because that meant I was about to graduate, become an adult, and head off to college in another year! One day, sometime around the beginning of July of 2013, a friend of mine had showed me a video by the YouTuber “The Amazing Atheist.” I had vaguely heard of him before my friend had showed me the video, but this was the first time I had ever seen a video by “The Amazing Atheist” for myself. Immediately, I felt drawn to his personality. His cynical personality, abrasive humor, and straightforward bluntness had intrigued me. I wanted to watch more of his videos. As soon as I had gone home, I immediately searched up Amazing Atheist’s YouTube channel. From there, I had spent the night watching a bunch of Amazing Atheist videos. Every video by Amazing Atheist that I had watched, my perception of religion started to change. I started to doubt my faith more and more. When it was time for me to go to sleep, my mind had felt as though it had a lot of knowledge dropped onto it at once! It was intense. I felt nervous and uneasy going to sleep that night. I had a fear that God saw what I did, and that I would be severely punished for my transgressions. I fervently prayed that night to make sure that I would not go to Hell for my actions, and that I was just starting to have a lot of doubts about my belief in Him. I had told God that no matter what happened, I would always try to be a good person, and that I wanted to be judged by my character, and not my belief in Him.

    The next morning, after a good night’s sleep, I had felt more at ease. With a clearer mind, I decided to look up evidence to prove God’s existence. However, I did not want to use religious sources. All I found, however, were Bible quotes, faith websites, religious blogs, etc. I scoured the Internet far and wide to find evidence of God. I wanted to find something; anything. I wanted to find something that could give me reason to believe in God. I was not ready to let my faith go; not yet. I wanted to be absolutely sure that I did everything I could to prove to myself that there was indeed a God. After hours of researching, I came up with nothing. It was at that point that I realized that God may not be real, and that religion was man-made. Even though there was no way to prove or disprove God’s existence, from what I have seen so far, there was no point in believing in a God at all if there was no definitive way to prove or disprove His existence. It was at that point I had officially become an atheist.

    Later on that day, and in the next couple of weeks, I had started to watch a couple of atheist YouTubers other than just the Amazing Atheist. The next atheist YouTuber I had discovered after Amazing Atheist was CultofDusty. He was also pretty funny. Soon after discovering him, I had found Secular Talk, Jaclyn Glenn, and Thunderf00t, just to name a few. I had listened to all of their stories and videos regarding atheism, politics, the world, etc. They had so many interesting stories and perspectives that I had found informative and relatable. My entire belief system, worldview, personality, and philosophy were starting to change. No longer did I feel closed-minded and sheltered. I now was discovering that there was a vast world that was in my grasp. There were so many people, places, things, events, and issues going on in the world, that the world did not revolve around me. Nothing revolved around me, nor any one individual, for that matter. There were problems bigger than any one of us combined. In order to tackle them, we, as people, had to work together. We couldn’t wait for God to fix these problems. We had to take action and do it ourselves! In fact, we were the ones who created our own problems; not God. God wasn’t responsible for any of the things that we did. It didn’t make any sense for God to have been. Why would God give us free will, only to know ahead of time that our fates were sealed the moment He created us, and that we were just on borrowed time before we were judged. If we truly had free will, there would have to be situations that God Himself could not predict. However, if God is omniscient, He should know everything, and should not be surprised by any of the choices we make in life, and if He is surprised, that means that He isn’t omniscient. And that’s how the thoughts in my mind went for other aspects of God, as well, such as His omnipotence, his benevolence, and his omnipresence. The more rigorously I thought about His characteristics, the harder it was for me to believe that God was real. After that, I had found it hard for me to believe any of the other things that were presented in the Bible. From there, everything came down like a house of cards.

    It has now been over 6 and a half years since I had stopped believing in religion, and it was one of the most liberating things I had ever done! No longer did I feel the need to worry about someone constantly judging me and watching me. I was now able to be who I truly wanted to be. In hindsight, religion, to me, felt like a restraint; a hindrance. It felt like a way to control me through the use of fear; through the use of Hell. Looking back, Hell was used as a concept to scare young kids into believing religion unquestionably, or else there would be consequences for our actions. It was indoctrination, and it was very manipulative. In my opinion, religion should not be introduced to children. They do not have the faculties to understand anything about their religion. All they know is what they are told from their parents, their schools, their churches, etc. If you want to teach religion to your children, at least wait until they become a teenager, so that way, they would have experienced the world for themselves and seen what it was like. To introduce a scary concept like Hell to young children has the potential to traumatize children and scar them for life. I know that for me, personally, I still find myself to occasionally dread the possibility of Hell, even though it has been years since I have become an atheist. That is from the constant drilling into my mind the vivid depictions of Hell, and the dire consequences that would result if one were to go to Hell. It was all of that BS being shoved down my throat as a young child that causes me to still fear Hell, even as an atheist, and I don’t think that fear will ever go away completely. It will always be there, somewhere in the far reaches of my mind, occasionally popping up out of the blue. Regardless, I feel like I have now found my truest self, and I don’t think I would have if I was still a believer. As an atheist, I had found that I had become more empathetic. I can empathize and understand people better, and I find myself treating others with care and kindness. I don’t think I would have reached the level of empathy that I have for others if I was still religious. I am more open-minded, and I can find myself to relate to people of a variety of different backgrounds, including those who are believers! For me, it does not matter if a person is religious or not. To me, what matters most is whether a person is kind or not. That’s what matters most. If a person is kind and caring, then I have no problem with them whatsoever, even if they may have religious beliefs. I personally don’t find it worth it to get into religious arguments and debates with people. If people want to learn about atheism, they will do it on their own accord, just like I did. No one forced atheism onto me. I wanted to learn more about it. By doing so, I started to question and doubt my faith, and eventually became a full-fledged atheist. I did it all on my own, and in hindsight, it was the best decision of my life. I have no regrets for becoming a skeptic.