If there was a God that really loved us? You’re f’ing right I think life would have meaning.

I don’t see how that follows. But then, I don’t really understand what ‘meaning’ is supposed to be in this context, nor why its presence or absence should dictate whether or not I choose to enjoy existence.

If God gives meaning to the Universe, the question becomes: what is the meaning of God? And if you feel that a god can arbitrarily bestow meaning on things, why can’t you do the same? The important thing is that your loved ones are significant to *you* because *you* choose for this to be the case. And the fact that this love is confined to a certain time is what makes it so intense and precious. If we had eternity to love one another, we’d probably never get around to it.

Instead of wasting all this time IMAGINING there is a GOD and praying/going to church/ or whatever mental hang-up you go through to make you feel better, why not actually contribute to curing or fixing the thing that killed your loved ones?

Example: Mom dies of liver cancer. The church tries to squash the possible cure (stem cells) which could probably be developed in a very few years. But a group of delusional people insist they are all-knowing about a group of cells in a petrie dish, therefore thwarting the advancement of science and contributing to the killing of millions of people. This is why people hate Christians. So everytime you wonder why, now you know.

When sceince can (and it will) do everything you imagine your God can do, why would you need that God anymore? Religion cannot survive; it can only hamper the scientific process in hopes to buy a little more time.

Regards

Leon

The song is about facts. The dust-cloud/big-bang/whatever-the-going-theory is only a theory. I am the only one reading this who is intelligent enough to see the difference between fact and a theory?

Riddle me this, god-man. Do you know the difference between a theory and a hypothesis? If not, then it seems that the joke is on you, sir.

If there was a God would life have meaning? Sure why not. If I think that there’s meaning in being able to see my mom again (who died at a very young age)… or my sister (younger age)… then yes. Life would have meaning. It would hold some value if I could be with them forever. If there was a God that really loved us? You’re f’ing right I think life would have meaning.

I wish I knew, but I don’t, and I don’t think it’s likely.
I have friends that are silly little idiots like Angelica who think it’s so neat to rub it in the face of those who believe that there is nothing. Snubbing the meaning that atleast they perceive. If I could live in ignorance of the fact and go on believing I would definitely do it.
It would be much more worth it.

yeah, we don’t believe in God… and when we die that’s it. Yippee!!!!!!!! And all the people you think you have something meaningful with.. great. Make yourself believe that it still holds meaning even if you believe there is no God. That fraud of love you hold exists for less than a blink of an eye on a cosmic scale. Even more disheartening is that it seems so real.

Label me a nihilist. I really don’t care. You’re a fake for thinking that something still matters when we are the products of chance and necessity.
But I won’t have kids or a wife. And if you do, and you share my beliefs…. you’re lying to yourself if you think any of it actually matters if God doesn’t exist.

one thing I’ve always found useful to get a new perspective on a question is to turn it around and try to ask the question behind the question.

Death seems to rob everything of its meaning for you: because life is temporary, not lasting, it’s meaningless…

my counter question is: what would pass your test? If life was eternal, would that make it meaningful?
If the answer is ‘not really’ – then what gives meaning? What possibly could be meaningful?

…and to whom? Are things meaningful on their own, or do you need an interested observer to see the meaning? If they are meaningful in and of themselves, without someone to assign meaning, what is that meaning? If things are only meaningful *to somebody* then who is that somebody? You? Why not?

ric

As for amazon.com reviews, those are good too. I too used to write those, but they took too much time, and I wasn’t getting any free books, so I gave it up.

Yes, but the real question is who created the flying spaghetti monster?

Bob,

Your pixie theory is just a flying spaghetti monster in a cheap tuxedo. I would give you a longer answer but I am to busy writing book reviews on amazon.com. I am hoping people might actually visit my blog after they see them.

And Sean: I’ve never seen gravity. What does it look like? I know we stand up, and that the chairs don’t go flying off, but I don’t see anything holding them down. Except in my Mom’s house, where she uses a lot of velcro to hold things down, since she’s a lot less sure of gravity the last few years since my Dad disappeared.