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Jun. 10th, 2009 03:45 pmThanks to a post in
filkertoms journal, I feel the need to re-post this for all to see.
Yes, I believe in God. Deal with it.
I don't believe in the tight assed control freak God the Leviticus inspired morons that are currently getting their shrivelled testicles in a twist over some illusionary war on Christmas believe in. I damn sure don't believe in the "kill 'em all and let me sort 'em out" God they believe in.
I like the book masquerading as the Bible they have out and have had out for centuries. But whatever that thing is damn sure ain't the Bible as it should be. It's been selectively edited by church leaders, time and again. It's had whole "books" taken out by church leaders who didn't agree with what was told and expressed in it, especially one whole book taken out that was removed because it was about a woman whose name escapes me. It's been twenty some years since I heard about it.
The God I believe in combines aspects of Buddha, assorted pagan Gods, Jerry Garcia, Jesus the Christ, J.R. "Bob" Dobbs and is very definitely gender neutral to put it mildly. I think it's the height of human arrogance to assign the supreme deity of the universe a sexuality or gender, anyway. Taking all these postulates as truth (for the sake of argument if nothing else), it logically tells you that at the very least, God and a smegload of metaphysical sysadmins, for lack of a better term. Anything else assumes a case of monomania on a truly, well, metaphysical scale.
I also think it's the height of human arrogance to think God's time scale would be the exact same as ours, anyway. Everything created in seven days? What do you think God is, some kind of speed freak on a level comparable only to John Belushi? Why is it so damn hard to conceive of the shocking possibility that God/Gods/Merle Finkelstein took his (yes I'm using his as my term of choice. It's just a word. Take a deep breath and try decaff if you're actually offended.) sweet time and created by evolving. I mean, I defy you to take one look at a duckbilled platypus and tell me that goofy animal was intelligent design. Late night drunken design, maybe. But I digress.
I think it's human arrogance at its finest to think that out of the wide cosmos in its infinite vastness that we're the only game in town when it comes to life. That's just farcical at best. "But there's no scientific proof", I hear you whinge. There wasn't scientific proof we could fly until somebody did it and I patently refuse to put my beliefs on hold until such time.
I believe in an afterlife. I think it was Charles Fort who postulated that if God created us in "his" image, then by extension we create Heaven in our image. In short, Heaven would be what we would envision as our Ideal Situation. I'll go into that in more detail somewhere down the road, but part of it is being able to go to Lakota Coffeehouse and sit down for a latte over conversation with Moe Howard, Glenn Miller, and just about anybody I'm privileged to call my friends, internet or otherwise.
I do NOT believe in some moronic fiery Hell. No, I think if you're so bad Heaven doesn't want you, you get sent back dirtside to try it again until you get it right. That's hell enough, right there, but it gives you glimpses of what Heaven can be if you behave yourself and don't turn into a total asshole.
In temporary conclusion (temporary as in it's time to get some cleaning done around here and get dinner on), just because I believe doesn't make me stupid, it doesn't make me childish, and it damn sure doesn't entitle you to sneer at me because I believe in God. Try it and I'll rip your face off and feed it to my cats.
Discuss - but keep it civil or I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, to coin a phrase.
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Yes, I believe in God. Deal with it.
I don't believe in the tight assed control freak God the Leviticus inspired morons that are currently getting their shrivelled testicles in a twist over some illusionary war on Christmas believe in. I damn sure don't believe in the "kill 'em all and let me sort 'em out" God they believe in.
I like the book masquerading as the Bible they have out and have had out for centuries. But whatever that thing is damn sure ain't the Bible as it should be. It's been selectively edited by church leaders, time and again. It's had whole "books" taken out by church leaders who didn't agree with what was told and expressed in it, especially one whole book taken out that was removed because it was about a woman whose name escapes me. It's been twenty some years since I heard about it.
The God I believe in combines aspects of Buddha, assorted pagan Gods, Jerry Garcia, Jesus the Christ, J.R. "Bob" Dobbs and is very definitely gender neutral to put it mildly. I think it's the height of human arrogance to assign the supreme deity of the universe a sexuality or gender, anyway. Taking all these postulates as truth (for the sake of argument if nothing else), it logically tells you that at the very least, God and a smegload of metaphysical sysadmins, for lack of a better term. Anything else assumes a case of monomania on a truly, well, metaphysical scale.
I also think it's the height of human arrogance to think God's time scale would be the exact same as ours, anyway. Everything created in seven days? What do you think God is, some kind of speed freak on a level comparable only to John Belushi? Why is it so damn hard to conceive of the shocking possibility that God/Gods/Merle Finkelstein took his (yes I'm using his as my term of choice. It's just a word. Take a deep breath and try decaff if you're actually offended.) sweet time and created by evolving. I mean, I defy you to take one look at a duckbilled platypus and tell me that goofy animal was intelligent design. Late night drunken design, maybe. But I digress.
I think it's human arrogance at its finest to think that out of the wide cosmos in its infinite vastness that we're the only game in town when it comes to life. That's just farcical at best. "But there's no scientific proof", I hear you whinge. There wasn't scientific proof we could fly until somebody did it and I patently refuse to put my beliefs on hold until such time.
I believe in an afterlife. I think it was Charles Fort who postulated that if God created us in "his" image, then by extension we create Heaven in our image. In short, Heaven would be what we would envision as our Ideal Situation. I'll go into that in more detail somewhere down the road, but part of it is being able to go to Lakota Coffeehouse and sit down for a latte over conversation with Moe Howard, Glenn Miller, and just about anybody I'm privileged to call my friends, internet or otherwise.
I do NOT believe in some moronic fiery Hell. No, I think if you're so bad Heaven doesn't want you, you get sent back dirtside to try it again until you get it right. That's hell enough, right there, but it gives you glimpses of what Heaven can be if you behave yourself and don't turn into a total asshole.
In temporary conclusion (temporary as in it's time to get some cleaning done around here and get dinner on), just because I believe doesn't make me stupid, it doesn't make me childish, and it damn sure doesn't entitle you to sneer at me because I believe in God. Try it and I'll rip your face off and feed it to my cats.
Discuss - but keep it civil or I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger, to coin a phrase.