A SIGN
from God (via a fellow blogger) …
… that all is not in vain!
With grateful thanks to Scottie for—
“Hello Ark. Lets think about this god they worship … this god knew everything before he made anything. He knew who would repent, who wouldn’t, who would go to heaven or be sent to hell before he made a single person. We are also told this punishment of tormenting hell is forever, all time, never ending. So god knows you will not be saved, creates you , lets you live for a short period of time a normal human life lasts, and then sends you to everlasting horrible painful punishment that never ends for billions on billions of endless years! Just for not kissing his ass and worshiping him correctly enough? …”
Uplifted from: CLICK HERE
It’s one loophole that no amount of desperate religiosi damage control could ever hope to fix or ignore … viz:
GOD’S OMNISCIENCE
and
GOD’S OMNIPOTENCE
negate any claims ever made for His goodness.
Simply: God ain’t good
If we have to spell out out in terms that even a squelch of simpering slug-slime might understand—
Anyone creating people that He knows will be
- incinerated alive
- in blazing warships, tanks, houses, aircraft, forests, oilfields, hospitals, etc
- or sent as smoke up chimneys—or
- drowned slowly in icy waters, or
- eaten alive by bears or hogs or ants or parasitical worms
- or suppurated to death by plague or medical failures, or
- burned at the stake for daring to think, or
- stoned to death for being stupid enough to speak, or
- etc etc ad endless infinitems …
—is undeniably more the ultimate sadistic Prick than a kindly, loving, compassionate, infinitely merciful (etc etc—you know how it goes; just lay it on thick) benign Holy Spirit. No?
It’s obvious that the omnipotent omniscient is undeniably also the omni-responsible. There can be no alternative (although dupes will desperately bleat otherwise).
I now await with relaxed anticipation the first turkey to bleat about the ‘Free Will’ thing (unless it’s a tongue in cheek mention) (I mean, what else could it be?)
SADLY IN DEALING WITH THE RELIGIOUS
we deal with dupes. Dupes who have been doubly duped and not only bought the con-man’s bait but swallowed it.
I await rebuttal.
I await rebuttal.
I await rebuttal.
I await rebuttal.
Dammit …
… I still await rebuttal.
Take this post as my challenge* .
And yes:
gloves off — let’s get up close and personal—nothing barred~!
* Awwww, go on—do it. (You know you’d love to … if only you had the ammo.)
Here’s the argument Argus. Yes god knows all those things—but you didn’t. This isn’t for him, it’s for you.
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I ain’t arguing.
But I don’t buy it … and sadly that’s what we have to do, in cash or kind. (Cash AND kind, truth be known.) Here’s the rub: God knew before the Creation that you’d be reading these words right now … exactly as he knew you would. (Spooky, ain’t it?) He;s reading right over your shoulder as you read this yourself. Hell, He was doing that 14 decimal five billion years ago, plus. Spooooookeeeeee~!
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Something I used to say when I was an atheist: “People who believe in a loving god have never had back trouble.” (Oddly enough, my atheist days partly coincided with my back trouble days.)
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You come across as an ex-atheist~?
Wow … if so, what turned you? Please share (and I promise not to deride you).
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Yes, an ex-atheist (great phrase!) and not for the first time. The problem is that from time to time in my life when I’ve had to look up to see where to hit bottom, someone or something or some “higher power” seems to scoop me up and take care of me.
For example: once I found myself and friendless and near-penniless, with my apartment lease ending the next day. I was in a college town, so I took a walk, making the rounds of bulletin boards, looking for a housesitting job posted somewhere. The only one I found was old and tattered, obviously posted some time ago, but I took the number anyway. When I called, the woman who answered said, “Oh, you’re speaking to the house-sitter.” And then, “But wait, you’re a godsend.”
Long story short, her grandmother had died and she wanted to go up north to be with her family, but she had this house-sitter job she couldn’t get out of. We met, and we knew each other by sight from some restaurant job the previous year. So right on time I had a four-bedroom house to live in, rent-free, for the rest of the summer.
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I think it was Kingsley—
“…there’s a sweet wee cherub, up aloft—that looks to the life of poor Jack” (something like that.)
Damn, I’ll go look it up …
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Hah! Wasn’t him, it was Dibdin—
“Avast! nor don’t think me a milksop so soft
To be taken for trifles aback;
For they say there ’s a Providence sits up aloft,
To keep watch for the life of poor Jack!
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And that I’m a genyouwine card-carrying Atheist (4 star, boom boom!) doesn’t mean that I’m not open to possibilities beyond our ken … but please, not God … not the Christian/Mosaic God(s). Fairies in the garden are more credible …
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Fairies in the garden sitting upon toadstools are fine by me –Irish descent, it’s in the blood –and I certainly have deep regard for the White Goddess, transformed into Holy Mary Mother of God to make the whole thing more palatable to the Europeans who worshipped her since they first stood upright. But I strongly suspect there is someone, something, someone.
When I read Richard Dawkins’ God Delusion I said to myself “Thank God he’s not a Marxist.” –he sounds so closed-minded and doctrinaire, even though I remember agreeing with much of what he says. Oh-oh. . .
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Years ago I read Robert Graves’s—’The White Goddess’ (from memory, I think it was such) and was impressed. I guess it calls for a re-read. I’ll add it to the list, again. One needs an open mind, no?
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It’s a hard slog to get through, unless you’re really realy into the history of poetry and mythology. One of those books it’s best to jump around in.
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