I would not shed a tear; my half-joking last line of the previous post aside, really, nothing would change in my life if somebody proved to me G-d did not exist. I am not even sure if I could declare myself as atheist, probably not - that would imply I solved the question for myself, saying G-d did not exist. But I did not solve that question for myself, sometime in my life I simply decided it was not in the sphere of my interests, so I left it open, and moved on. Perhaps I shall return to that question sometime later in life, who knows, and perhaps not, I cannot tell.
There is time for everything, and as I am still in the spring of my life, I certainly do not think it is weird that I approach life differently and deal with the "Big Secret of Life" by some other means at this age, nor that I emphasise living rather than reflecting on life in this stage of my life. Maybe once I will desire to adopt religion as an explanatory system from which to view the world - and maybe not. Now I just want to sense it rather than have it explained and rather than defining it for myself.
In my opinion, I am way too young to adopt any definite views or to define my world - and as my world is still unshaped and undefined, it cannot crush down upon hearing G-d did not exist. One cannot miss something one never had. I would go on with my life.
It would still not have sense. And that would be even good, because any potential sense would come from within, not from the outside source, i.e. G-d. (Call me an existentialist, you probably shall not be far from truth in this aspect, even though I do not like to define myself neither in terms of philosophy nor any schools of thought.)
... For some reason, I still think that, if G-d exists, he appreciates my need to grow up first before deciding He was my path, which I will decide eventually if in some stage of my life I come to conclusion there is G-d, as it will be unbearable to have strong belief in Him and not to follow Him at the same time. :D
And if I do not come to that conclusion, then well, for me there is no G-d, so what? Does it mean I shall quit my life or cease to enjoy it? Hell not.
The question resembles the one our philosophy professor asked us once, what would we do had we been certain that we were Putnam's brains in a vat. Honestly, we would do nothing. Let us assume we are brains in a vat. Does the fact that we are change anything? No. Can we stop the game? No, since even if we believe ourselves dead, it would still be the result of the computer controlling us. Can we anyhow do anything in that case? Well... no. You can go desperate and overdose yourself at home, or you can go out with your lover and enjoy that "unexistant" life. I don't know about you, but I am too much of a hedonist not to prefer the latter option.
Same with this.
Only, with this, people go emotional and attack each other and that is tollerated because, hey, we are speaking of religion, as in, organised (more or less) and institutionalised (more or less) belief in something. But the base remains the same - your life from the point of view in relation to a Sense-Root, or lack thereof. You can approach your life from the explanatory system that bases itself in relation to it, or not; you can choose to adopt some sense, or you can give your own sense to life, or you can choose to live in a senseless world.
For some reason, though, people are often having trouble accepting if somebody chooses the latter. Let us not forget what it leads to - putting people on the trial for not having cried on their mothers' funerals, in spite of them having killed somebody. But that is not what upsets you nearly as much as that he refused the idea of G-d, and that he did not cry on his mother's funeral.
But I am off-topic, losing my train of thought, too much under the influence of certain substances (I swear they are legal :D), and should go to bed before the bed comes to me, so good night to you all. I shall dream my music, and you can dream your G-d. After all, they are both essentially the same thing, different packing.
