Thanks Terry....I'm still trying to wrap my brain around all of it, but I am finding this thread very challenging and interesting.
And I think I can safely say that God = Cake.
all believers in god begin with the premise that he is the creator.. but-stop!.
go back one step.
what about before god was a creator.. creation is the "beginning" for the created--but--not for god.. .
Thanks Terry....I'm still trying to wrap my brain around all of it, but I am finding this thread very challenging and interesting.
And I think I can safely say that God = Cake.
all believers in god begin with the premise that he is the creator.. but-stop!.
go back one step.
what about before god was a creator.. creation is the "beginning" for the created--but--not for god.. .
I'm trying to get what you're saying Terry. Now, let me ask this:
What if, instead of God, we start with the matter that existed when the Big Bang apparently occured, the singularity that apparently expanded rapidly?
Could that have "existed" on it's own, with nothing else? Could it be differentiated, since there would be nothing to compare it with?
I'm not trying to argue the point; I'm just trying to understand whether it might apply only to God.
By the way, when I Googled Big Bang Theory to be sure of my facts, the entire first page of search results dealt with the TV Show.
it's a shame this is only in the study edition, so the general public can't see how normal and down-to-earth the witnesses are in how they perceive themselves.... .
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cedars.
Good to see that those angels are blasting their lats and biceps.
jd souther ... is most widely known for his part in writing somber, elegiac songs that the eagles and linda ronstadt made famous, such as "new kid in town," heartache tonight," and "faithless love.
" the new yorker, february 13 & 20, 2012, troubadour, page 36.. .
"i've never made a record in new york, start to finish," he went on.
Yes, I forgot to mention italics....interesting, CoCo...
jd souther ... is most widely known for his part in writing somber, elegiac songs that the eagles and linda ronstadt made famous, such as "new kid in town," heartache tonight," and "faithless love.
" the new yorker, february 13 & 20, 2012, troubadour, page 36.. .
"i've never made a record in new york, start to finish," he went on.
One thing I don't like is having to put quotation marks around song titles. To me, capitalizing the title is good enough. So if I'm talking about The Eagles' song The New Kid In Town, I don't see why I need the quotation marks. Of course, I'm assuming the reader understands the difference between the group name and the song title, but I guess that's not always obvious.
there are no less than two (watchtower publications) examples where six year old toddlers have been baptized.
what do you think?.
len.
Excellent post, Splash - it really shows how they have encouraged getting baptized at a progressively earlier age.
when discussing the argument of how life originated the wt always boils it down to being chance vs. intelligent design.. no scientist in their right mind believes it happened by chance.
nor do most scientists believe that life is a product of god.. there is a solution that the wt completely ignores and that is... natural selection.. how many here who believe in a creator have honestly examined what natural selection really is?.
(i've been reading "the god delusion" by richard dawkins and was very surprised when i came to the chapter that actually mentions the watchtower society's arguments for intelligent design.
QCMBR: "Also when we die as a complete organism it is absolutely incorrect to say that the individual lieforms that once collaborated to make us die, the only thing gone is the human brain activity. The bacteria in our guts goes into overdrive and parasites compete with incoming invaders such as fly larvae to utilise the food sources of the body just as surely as when our brains were alive we utilised the resources of the food we ate. We are not alone, we are a nation of combined , independantly viable, lifeforms collaborating temporaily for mutual gain. A corpse is not useless."
Well, at least now I feel a little better about my eventual death.
this is totally unrelated to anything jw, but it's the only group i'm in online with such a mix of men and women, so i'm asking.
what's your experience with hand shaking?.
me, when i meet someone for the first time, i offer to shake their hand.
I really don't like shaking hands. I've seen so many guys leave a bathroom without washing (and I've heard that it's pretty common among women too) that I no longer wish to shake hands. So I try to do so only as a formality in the appropriate situation.
i'm not joking.
this is in the family/children section on jw.org - mary - joshua - daniel - ruth - and more!.
i'm lmao that these are so similar to hockey cards or baseball cards that my siblings and i used to get in trouble for collecting when we were kids.
I've been out for ten years, and every one of those artists' conception drawings looks exactly as (cheesy) as I remember it.
does anyone have dreams or nightmares about jehovah's witnesses, the society, or your trapped loved ones?
i do all the time and they wont stop.
i wake up with cold sweats and an upset stomach.
I do have the occasional dream in which I'm doing something jw-oriented like giving a talk, etc. Honestly, they are troublesome. I always feel a sense of vexation during the dream. Something always goes wrong; for instance, the speaker before me runs very far overtime or I don't get to deliver the talk. Something always gets screwed up.
One dream that I had was actually kind of telling. I was sitting on a sofa at a social gathering of some kind. On my left was a non-Witness that I now consider one of my best friends. On my right was a JW elder who I served with on the body of elders. While the elder said bad things about me, the non-Witness had me rest my head on her shoulder and said comforting things to me. I'm not really into the notion that dreams mean anything, but that one kind of symbolized my departure from the religion and quest to find new friends who accept me for who I am.