What's odd to me is how people who don't practise religion support the idea of having a soul, but, a soul was originally given value by religion. I'm not even trying to look down on them. Cuz, it was like a few weeks ago in school, I was in open with some friends and this weird fucking goth kids who was friends with one of the kids at the table came and sat down and was like "oh... I'm collecting souls blah blah blah" and we all kind of laugh you know, whatever he's a fucking nut job. But then he asked if you could have mine... And it kind of hit me, and it proved to myself my own underlined faith, due to the fact I was like "Fuck no... Leave the table and go hang yourself or something" (ya, I'm that much of a dick) But, point being... I'm not sure the value or purpose of my soul, but deep down it means something.