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I sometimes think, if only briefly, if there is a cherished belief of mine that I wouldn't give up. The reason I think of it so briefly is because there isn't.
If given enough evidence, I will reject every previously held notion, no matter how ingrained, how a much a part of me it is, no matter how much it is a part of me, I will reject the belief without hesitation.
I sometimes think of a past example of such. It's rather hard, to tell you the truth, because I've never really held something to that esteem. My knowledge is never held as absolute not even to myself. I never had such reverence for a piece of knowledge to a point where it can not be questioned. I question everything, even my own conclusion over and over to ensure the best possible and most reasonable answer.
If one day someone came to me and told me my arm will eventually be the cause of my death, though the evidence to convince me is near insurmountable, I will cut off my arm. Not gladly, not without thought, and... depending on the situation, might accept death over the loss of my arm. AND... of course, I wouldn't cut it off immediately if I chose to do so.
But, aside from hypothetical, I suppose the only actual held belief I've ever had that I rather cherished as a child, and oddly enough wished to pass on to my children but sadly will never; is a phrase: "My very eager mother just served us nine pizzas."
To anyone know knows this, I hope you feel my sorrow.
On August 25, 2006, it was announced through some vigorous debate, Pluto is no longer a planet. It is now considered a dwarf planet amongst several other dwarf planets slightly smaller to Eris, a dwarf planet slightly larger than Pluto just on the outskirts of our solar system.
As a child, I grew up being taught there were 9 planets in our solar system. That the furthest yet smallest, was Pluto. Beyond Pluto, there existed only dust and asteroids. None able to sustain an atmosphere, none able to be considered planets. Yet, now we find Pluto can not be a planet, otherwise, we would have to consider other objects within our solar system to be planets as well, and that'll just get messy.
Over night, I disregarded my 12 years of knowledge that I once thought was truth. The "truth" has changed. The "truth" was no longer true.
Perhaps one day I will riddle the phrase to my children.
"My very eager mother just served us nine.... what??"
It pains me not to be able to tell them it was Pizzas.
