Ray decided one day to change his morals. Not in any significant way really, but more of a lateral sort of move that would take his life and his beliefs away from being centered around faith and more towards being based on human life. One could say that this change had come on suddenly, and surely Ray's neighbors never saw this coming, but to Ray himself, it had been a long time in the making. When his mother died, Ray had gone to the funeral like everyone else (what would people say if he didn't attend his own mother's services?) but the words of the preacher held no power over him anymore, and as he sat in the pew listening, he began to wonder why he had spent his life trying to emulate someone who wasn't even human, at least not really. Could the son of a god be human? Ray doubted it. So this began the rusty wheels in his head (Ray had not had a great think in quite some time). The days passed and Ray sat alone in his House drinking iced tea and reading the various rules that had, untill now, guided him along the path to supposed bliss. Slowly, and carefully, Ray decided that his morals, or rather the way they were worded (sematics were of great importance to Ray), were not based on human experience, but rather an imagined human experience in which the correct path was always clear and always chosen. It was then that Ray decided to change his morals. not in any significant way really, but more of a lateral move that would take his life and his beliefs away from being centered around a impossible standard, and towards one that Ray felt was more attainable. Much happier with himself now, Ray rid his house of all mementos of his former life and beagn anew, with the hope of a bright future.

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