Here I'm sitting at home in the evening, around 10 o clock, nice and comfy in my camping tuxedo.
Suddenly my doorbell goes.
I think "whoever could it be?" My door is already locked, my curtains already closed.
My front door screams "go away!"
In a ... figurative sense*, of course.
I open the curtains, and the door, and see two unknown people.
The male person says: "Good evening, we're from a Christian organisation and we were wondering if you would invite us in and have a nice chat with us."
Uhh ... how about nooooooo!
So I respond to them: "Erm, no I'm kinda busy with something, sorry."
(yeah busy getting you guys to go away.)
So I close the door and all was well again!
Conclusion: Christian people like to talk about God with people wearing pyjamas.
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* how cool would it be if my door would actually scream "go away!" when people try to knock?!
donderdag 25 november 2010
maandag 1 november 2010
God
"How will I define God?
Maybe God is what you are to me; a place confined to one soul reserved for moments rather kept outside our runtime environment. Maybe calling upon God in times of consolation is like writing a journal entry in a place where you are free to ponder over the words endlessly without someone watching over your shoulder. Then when you are satisfied with the words and its implications, you can go about your daily life once more, helped back on your way by God, who will hold on to your words until someday you might need them again. Which leads me to a, considered controversial or blasphemous even, conclusion; at the end of our lives we have created God. Yet how can I be blasphemous? For starters, my religious views are coherent with atheism and secondly I have paid my two cents by capitalizing 'His' name. From my point of view, religion is misinterpreted. Consider being at the peak of your life, the bonding phase of life where offspring tends to come about. Children, each with a yet undefined space, waiting to be filled by a life-long process which forms their God. Taking it even further... if we, their parents, create their God for them, their God will take the shape of our God, and God will have created God.
...and seeing as people have a natural drive to share spaces of intellect, it's not altogether surprising how religion came about."
Maybe God is what you are to me; a place confined to one soul reserved for moments rather kept outside our runtime environment. Maybe calling upon God in times of consolation is like writing a journal entry in a place where you are free to ponder over the words endlessly without someone watching over your shoulder. Then when you are satisfied with the words and its implications, you can go about your daily life once more, helped back on your way by God, who will hold on to your words until someday you might need them again. Which leads me to a, considered controversial or blasphemous even, conclusion; at the end of our lives we have created God. Yet how can I be blasphemous? For starters, my religious views are coherent with atheism and secondly I have paid my two cents by capitalizing 'His' name. From my point of view, religion is misinterpreted. Consider being at the peak of your life, the bonding phase of life where offspring tends to come about. Children, each with a yet undefined space, waiting to be filled by a life-long process which forms their God. Taking it even further... if we, their parents, create their God for them, their God will take the shape of our God, and God will have created God.
...and seeing as people have a natural drive to share spaces of intellect, it's not altogether surprising how religion came about."
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