Originally posted by Sh*tBox
Here's my problem:
I don't believe in a God. I guess I buy into the whole scientific, we were created by a long string of chaotic, physics-driven, random hapenstance going all the way back to the big bang... and what started the big bang? What was before that? Well, we don't know, but maybe after scientists bust their brains for a couple more decades, they'll figure it out. Of course, the problem is, everything we hold to be true about physics, science and reality will be difinitively disproven at some point. Hell, we may even figure out how to disprove our own existance if we pay enough mathematicians to work round the clock with a constant coffee supply.
My conundrum is, I don't believe in God. I don't believe in a single self-aware entity with real agency. Yet I've seen God. I've felt God too. Anybody whose had a real spiritual experience would probably know what I'm talking about. Its real and its tangible.
In my brief escape from death (before life, and after life) I can see/feel God. When I die? I suspect I'll just end, just like theres nothing before when I was born. I think God is something that only touches the living, and in ways they're not expecting, yet I still don't believe in God. :thinking:
Chaos. The string of amazing events that has led to now. Our bodies are composed from the remnants of ancient dead stars. Exploding furnaces blown across expanses so unimaginable we can only assign numbers to sigify their size. The shiny new car part you just bought, everything. Our own agency blinds us from the sheer improbability of it all, but its true: we are a beautiful freak occurence. We view our planet from a pricise pin-point in time. We just happen to catch it at the moment when a jet-stream is lit up in the darkening purple sky in the autumn dusk. We see God. Maybe Chaos is my God. Maybe thats what I've felt. Maybe thats what has moved me. :dunno:
weird. Can't really comment on this. Like, you've felt him like I have, and you see things the way I do. Eh, maybe we just need to kinda put point a with point b.
I was born to a Catholic family :down:. I've tried a couple different Christian/pseudo-Christian ideas :down:, checked out Buddhism :dunno:, talked to all the wierd hippies that hang out in this town:eh:, and I don't buy any of it. Not a word.
Yet I'm confident in my spirituality. I'm not sure what it is, precisely, but I know its there. I see God as a moment. A brief flash of glory that touches you so deeply you cant shake it. I've never felt God for more than couple seconds throughout my life, yet I can recall every moment (there are 5) God has been in my presence.
So I don't believe something I know exists? So I worship chaos? Maybe, I'm not really sure :loco:
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I just think you haven't been infused with the idea yet.
the other night was a big one for me. Almost a week ago, it was. And in all the coincidence in the night (and there was a butt-load of it), I got to talking my usual propaganda. We were watching magnolia, and weird things were happening. The color on the tv went from darkish to brightish, but it was kinda steady at first, and eventually, we could tie it in with things they were saying (on the tv, like they'd say something that could be light-hearted, and the color would be lightish, but then they'd say something dark, and the color would darken).
well, the more we watched, we finally paused it. We noticed the color kept going light and dark, and it wasn't part of the movie. Also, we paused it right when this lady on screen was moving her eyes, so it looked like she was possessed (white eyes). Very weird moment.
there was a girl there that night, this chick one of my friends was interested in, but lost his interest. Still, they talk alot, and as it turned out, that night was moving for her. She too is confused about reality, religion, and all that. She's actually from austrailia, and there's a whole bunch of coincidence behind her comming her, but still, there was a story she told my friend. A bad one, of her friend getting raped, and she felt responsible for not warning her (trust me, it could be taken that she
was responsible), but the way she told the story made it seem like someone died. When she finally got to the climax, we were all like "wait, thats it?" Sure, raping is sad, and pathetic. But the idea behind it all is "it could be worse."
How you said you've felt gods presense, thats a strong idea. I know where you come from, since I've felt the same notion (as told in the story above, plus many many other times). It gets shivers down your back, and you kinda get a little light-headed. The weird thing is, I've noticed the feeling more and more lately.
while I'll disagree with your veiws on no god, tho, I'll say you're on the right path. Again, I didn't beleive in him. You can't just blindly beleive in something. You need a reason....
your time will come, as will most, I hope. Maybe I'm too optimistic, but I think everyone will come to the idea. I hope for the better of society, anyways. I think we've gone to far to just throw it away.
the materialism has to end....
Originally posted by Sh*tBox
looks like a butt 
:EDIT: w/ hemroids.
:EDIT::EDIT: whats with the smilies in this thread?
ms paint owned me. hard.
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