Showing posts with label God. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God. Show all posts

Sunday, September 4, 2011

God at the starting blocks

Picture if you will an infant. Picture the infant in its infant chair able to do little else than look out onto the world trying to figure it out. Now see it raise its hands and feet and test them: what does this thing do, what it is it for. As soon as it can, it reaches for the nearest object and looks at it in puzzlement. What is this? What good is it? (With any luck, it's good to chew or rub its gums on, which is an excellent purpose when you can't do much else!)

Picture it now growing and evolving (too quickly for most of us parents) and watch the infant explore the world by increments larger and larger as the days and months pass... Every object in the world within its reach, including the most important one, its self, is put to the test: what is this or that thing for, what is its purpose?

That, in a nutshell, is the origin of God, God at the starting blocks if you will, the foundation upon which many other factors can line up and be built into the all-encompassing, omnipresent concept that humans have relied on for thousands of years to guide their actions. Because sometimes, too many times, the incessantly questioning - and questing- human mind does not find the answer it is seeking but is wired to keep going until it does. God is the default mode that relieves the anxious and weary brain and keeps it from imploding,


Thursday, November 22, 2007

The consciousness of rocks

I've been having a hard time coming back here. It all seems so pretentious of me to continue, but I still haven't resolved the vexing God question, and from reading the following article

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/18/magazine/18wwln-lede-t.html



it appears I am not alone. I mean some people actually dedicate their whole lives to the endeavour of trying to disprove the existence of a higher form of being, in this case, within the entity of lifeless rock matter.

Now, what could be sillier than a scientist even exploring such a possibility - unless said scientist was spending an inordinate amount of time repressing within him/herself the urge to believe - in something, just about anything.

Essentially this is what I experience with surprising frequency. There's a (small and whiny) voice that makes itself heard when things in my life overwhelm me. But I quash the damn nuisance, because it makes no more sense to believe in a higher power than in the tooth fairy.

Oh, how I wish I could simply give in and believe like 90% of humanity. I really do, but it goes completely against everything else I believe in, namely personal responsibility as the only chance there is of making the world a better place to live in.

Which brings me to yet another article in the N.Y.T. about denial. Read it here:


http://www.nytimes.com/2007/11/20/health/research/20deni.html

Now I already knew that. But the knowledge doesn't prevent me from wishing I could just reach out for the nearest flimsy explanation to lift my spirits
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