adamah I stated that the tactic of burying one's head in the sand - doesn’t even work for the poorly evolved ostrich.
Thank you for comments, but if you are going to start using big words like 'anthromorphization' I shall head for the sandpit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aybrbcli4zu.
adamah I stated that the tactic of burying one's head in the sand - doesn’t even work for the poorly evolved ostrich.
Thank you for comments, but if you are going to start using big words like 'anthromorphization' I shall head for the sandpit.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aybrbcli4zu.
If ignorance were bliss, then there would be some benefit in burying our head in the sand. This tactic doesn’t even work for the poorly evolved ostrich, which despite being a bird cannot fly. Instead such an approach robs intelligent humans of a once in a lifetime opportunity to appreciate the wonder of this planet, which has taken billions of years to reach this stage of development.
We live at a wonderful time in history where we know more about the world and how it works than ever before. When I was a kid, evolution was a theory. Since the discovery of DNA and Carbon Dating, it has become fact. It is tragic that people offered an abundance of research and proven facts; dismiss all evidence that does not fit in with their belief in an invisible creator.
As Richard Dawkins says; “The truth, is more magical – in the best and most exciting sense of the word – than any myth or made-up mystery or miracle.”
dear all,.
today i decided i will write a book.
it will not be a book about my findings or revelations about ttatt and neither will it be a book about my personal experiences.
DeWandelaar Don't give up the day job!
now in no way am i trying to discredit anyones beliefs or make fun, but once you get to heaven what is the plan once you get there.. of course, we always overlay extremely physical things upon the experience of heaven... milk and honey... ruiling over the earth etc... truthful the whole idea sounds so boring / mundane /monotonous.
spending all of eternity serving god by carry messages here and there?.
watching humans... i guess spending time with family that are also there and reminiscing.
tec "Hi Glad!! I am 'glad' to hear from you, lol. I miss talking with you." Miss you too Tammy - must call in more often.
now in no way am i trying to discredit anyones beliefs or make fun, but once you get to heaven what is the plan once you get there.. of course, we always overlay extremely physical things upon the experience of heaven... milk and honey... ruiling over the earth etc... truthful the whole idea sounds so boring / mundane /monotonous.
spending all of eternity serving god by carry messages here and there?.
watching humans... i guess spending time with family that are also there and reminiscing.
There is only one reality and that sometimes fails to meet our expectations. That is where imagination comes into play. It enables some people to create a second reality that is nearer to their hearts desire. Alas it exists only in their mind. For some people that is enough - I envy them.
he just can't seem to stop himself taunting "these muslims" or "some muslim or other".
among his favourite taunts are:.
"all the world's muslims have fewer nobel prizes than trinity college, cambridge.".
Richard Dawkins makes a lot of sense; he encourages people to think rather than follow the alleged ramblings of a desert god. I read his books and salute him. He makes reality magical and dispenses with the need for a mystical escape from reality.
Any negative comment about the tyrannical, woman hating, suicidal, destructive Muslim brotherhood is long overdue. I don’t make a habit of hugging men, but I would make an exception for Richard Dawkins.
hi guys,.
when i was growing up and pressured into having a bible study (although we didn't use the bible that much), i would ask my bible study conductor questions like:.
why are there so many other planets?.
Jehovah's Witnesses are from another planet
i readthe bibleentirely and i study in the past with jw, but i have many questions and doubts about god.
(sorry for my english).
is god a god of love?
AndDontCallMeShirley Your quote is from The God Delusion. I am reading that book at this very time. Dawkins shines a refreshingly bright beam of light on the antics of religious believers and their duplicity.
just one day perform some form of miracle in front of the entire earth in which he proves he exists???.
wouldn't this be the most loving and sensible thing to do?
for instance, this coming thursday god repeatedly strikes mount kilamanjaro to the point that it reads in hebrew, "god exists, i just did this.
What does the fact that so many posts are devoted to asking why God has not done this or that, tell us? Why God won’t make an appearance, or show some interest in the misery that exists on planet earth for many people?
Silence speaks louder than words, and by now it is patently clear that the idea of God is a failed concept. The idea that an invisible being that controls the universe, and is responsible for its existence and well being, is absurd. The same can be said of a Devil.
Who of us spend hours each week discussing whether President Obhama really exists? Or whether the Queen of England is real, or elephants exist?
If God existed we would not be having this conversation.
autobiography.
forever began at the day of my birth, but, it turns out that it was a lie,.
i am who i am when nobody's watching, then nothing is there to deny.. .
I reach but cannot grasp, my hand is weak at last; falling I look up towards an empty sky
Look an empty cup, half full before, I could reach out but why?
I understand now I am older, so much I was not told; that cunning façade, neatly labelled life
Illusion thinly dressed as valued gold; the thin veneer has worn away, to uncover nothing that is real
Reality was carefully hidden underneath the trampled boards, beneath the playhouse stage
Away from actors playing out their passion and their rage.
Neither a player nor a patron, unconvinced and un-amused, I shake my weary head and refuse
Just a drifter passing through, I leave no trace behind. Invisible before I’m gone, I’m in a place called truth. H ere there is no night or day
No judgment, wrong or right; no battles left to fight; no need to be afraid, my dues have all been paid. I did not slip or fall
I just refused to hold. I was not struck blind, I simply closed my mind