All opinion isn’t equal. Mine is based entirely on observing nature. I used to get theism vibes all the time, just like King David. That’s entirely natural. I still get vibes. They’re just as worth it without God. Without any meaning whatsoever. I helplessly love my wife and am glad of it. Grateful. I don’t need a God to be grateful to. Congratulations for five weeks time. Being theist doesn’t make us feel anything good better. All evil is temporary. We die. Until then, we must be kind. What’s bleak about that? All of us suffer without reprieve until we’re reprieved in death, we all lose our loved ones if we don’t die first. Those perpetrating torture, the ruling class, the socially unjust, the helplessly privileged elite, us, all die. One does not have to react harshly to life’s harshness. Life is only worth living intellectually staring all of that in the face. It’s up to us to be warmth, light, filling for others: to give what we want. But you see through my hollow and empty platitudes about loving others and making the best of it, my smoke. I’m really bitter and twisted. A guy took my picture this afternoon as I cleaned the street. Came up, shook my hand. Said how I was known in the community. I mean, WOW! But I despised him of course.
Posted this elsewhere just this morning,
As I was litter picking at a hostel opposite the church I now administer as well as caretake, yesterday, a head popped out of an upper window and its owner said that he was concerned for my safety and threw me down a carrier bag of still wrapped hi-vis garments. We had a very positive interaction, I was very grateful, made the right we’re all in this together noises, and will wear the jacket at least and he was very grateful for the litter picking, as are truly many others. I explained I was with the church and he said he felt he needed some church in his life. I was greatly inspired and encouraged him to come. I feel so proud to be part of the church being a good neighbour in the most culturally diverse neighbourhood in the UK. You’ve heard of street corner evangelism, street pastors, you’ve now heard of litter picking evangelism. By an atheist. My being formally introduced to the church happens this Sunday (moved from last) and I’ll attend at least quarterly. Putin permitting.
I’m obviously deluded or worse fooling everyone. Tee Hee! God, I hate them all.
Anything matters if you think, feel it does. As Viktor Frankl proved.
When you’ve got an explanation, as full, complete an explanation as you’ll ever get, of the infinite complexity, the ineffable strangeness of nature, then sure, add your desire to it. Believe your desire. Whatever gets you through the day. But if you have to denigrate those who can’t do that, that is to be pitied.
The only theoretical possibility in nature, of nature, that is unnatural, is nature. That it could not exist without God grounding it. Nothing about it requires or even suggests that.