To become eloquent enough in my own worldview, that I could tell a stranger, when asked, say, at a party, or some other event where I would meet strangers, what it is exactly, that I believe, would require much remembering, of memories not even fully formed, or able to be remembered accurately, and depending on my mood, at that moment in time, and what I had heard or been convinced of recently, and so on. But the point is—and now, I cannot speak for all, though I wish I could, because I believe it to be true for all, but I will save myself from arrogance by speaking only for myself—my beliefs are fickle. They change often, even though I try to put them all through rigorous testing. Blah blah, not sure if this one passes the test.