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And if there were a God, a God capable of creating all existence with the mere power of his thoughts, what possible interest could he have in us? We'd be less to him than microbes are to us. Why would he possibly crave our adoration?
The notion is just plain silly.
Let's not start another "Does God exist?" thread hijack over this, but...
Here's a crazy notion for you.
Having existed always, and being the sum total of all matter, energy, and time (kinda like the universal mass before the moment of the Big Bang), God one day asked himself, "Is this truly all?".
Wanting to find out for Himself, he scattered His essence into untold fragments; some became planets, stars, sand, water, fish, bacteria, black holes, quasars...humans. Us.
The universe is constantly expanding...for now. But one day it will draw back upon itself and collapse, reforming itself into exactly the single unified mass of everything it once was. Kinda like being "...made in someone's image...", isn't it?
Think about it. If you had existed before even time did, and things had always been as they were and always would...wouldn't you feel a little limited, a little...bored? You were all...how could you know what it was like to be anything else?
Solution? Make yourself less than all, into fragments, and let those fragments operate individually...and then one day draw it all back in and absorb the new knowledge that such a state had procured you.
We're all made from fragments of the single unified force that once existed. One way or the other, we're a part of it and we'll return to it ("...ashes to ashes, dust to dust....") wether we like it or not, since matter and energy are never actually lost, simply converted to another state.
The trick for me to accept a notion of spirituality was to stop thinking of "God" and the Bible and all the world religions as literal explanations, and seeing them for what they were; stories relating those brief moments in time where some person's consciousness tapped into the guiding, motivational force of the universe. Having returned from that brief moment, our Earth-bound mind would be unable to accept or explain what it had seen and felt, and would therefore "metaphorize" everything...put it in a context we could understand. Hence the Holy Books of all the world religions, which are really nothing more than parables.
Do I think "God" is an individual consciousness looking down on all of us, there but separate? Do I think He has a body of some sort? No.
But can I deny that the
entire universe and all its incredible balance and clockwork precision and complexity, a complexity we can't even begin to understand the simplest workings of, is a pure fluke? No.
And only someone as vapid and without the ability to reflect on any thought more complex than "I'm wearing pants!" would claim life is an accident. Spend more time at least trying to understand things, and less being a cynical f*ckwit.
Edited, Sat Mar 6 05:24:54 2004 by Fellgaze