What "God" means to me.

I was raised atheist, the first time and only times I set foot in a church was/is for funerals.

But life is a miracle, I feel like there has to be more to it than numbers and data ,AKA science.
I feel like science can translate the miracle of life into something more universal: like numbers, data, codes, formulas, theories.

But that there HAS to be more to it, Look outside right now. Maybe its too dark depending on where you are, but for me I see the sunset, and clouds in a mostly blue/orange/purple sky,
and looking up at the sky, I cannot help but feel that there HAS to be more to life.

I highly doubt "God" created us in his image
how the hell could he have come up with other forms of life like animals and plants
Like, a deer for example, how did he figure out what he wanted a deer to be?
How did he designs humans so "perfect"? If he created us in his image, he should have known the consequences.

So I feel like god is not human, it is superhuman.
And I don't mean like a superhero, which is, again, underneath all the glory, merely a human.
Everything and everyone is immortal, plants and animals both, so how could "God" be immortal.

Some people believe in fate, or predestination, that your whole life is planned by god before you are even born, but I disagree.

However, I do think that there is SOMETHING out there, some force, that affects what happens to us both good and bad, kind of like Karma.

Thoughts?

 

glad to see you posting in blogs

i want to give you more of a response when i am more awake. right now all i want to do is go to bed, sorry

 

Why does there have to be more? Why could these things not simply be? What is wrong with a universe that is governed primarily by randomness?

"Why can we not enjoy the beauty of the garden, without having to believe that there are faeries at the bottom of it?" -- Douglas Adams

 

Oh, and also: welcome to Blogs!

I don't mean to attack you-- I've had ideas similar to yours in the past, except that I was raised in a devoutly christian environment, and then later became atheist.

 

I find myself thinking about this stuff from time to time too (lol, I guess every semi-intelligent person would ponder the meaning of his own existence), but usually only when things are going just fucking perfect. I was in Coney Island a week ago with my girlfriend and there was this one moment that seemed like it was right out of a movie, everything from the pink hue of the sky, the rolling waves, the deserted boardwalk, my girl on the sand, and the sound of the wind whisUtling through the rotting amusement park.And it wasn't that I thought "oh, there's a god", but I felt like there was more than science, and certainly more than heroin.

I you bro, OD for life!

 

indeed. I'm struggling now because I might break up with my GF of two years, we are extremely co-dependent, extremely in genuine love, yet at the same time both have addictions of our own, and we are incredibly triggering.

 

^she might be the right girl for you, but the timing might not be right right now. have you talked to her at all about your addictions and your worries about co-dependency? i think you could get through this together, but you can't be enabling each other.

as for your entry, i'm often thinking about the same things. i was raised (semi) catholic, but now i consider myself agnostic but i do have kind of a buddhist approach to some things. sometimes i think it would just make life easier to flat out believe in something, but i just can't bring myself to do so without having definite proof.

welcome to blogs, i hope to hear more from you here!

 

tri-- have you posted that in Sex, Love and Relationships? You'd likely get some wonderful replies there. Not to denigrate spork's comment by any means-- I agree with her point entirely. It sounds like you both love each other dearly, but have your own issues to deal with. Perhaps "breaking up" might be too harsh, but "time apart" might well be beneficial?

I'm the anti-relationship-guru though, so take my words with about as much salt as you can handle.

 

Tri, I feel that we as human beings are incapable of seeing but a fraction of the huge mystery that we are part of. I was raised with Bible stories and went to church every Sunday when I was very young and said my prayers every night but somehow, even as a very young child, I understood all these stories to be metaphor--I never had any belief that any of it actually happened. All that religious training basically felt like school to me--vaguely entertaining and something I was required to do, but outside of real life somehow. The immensity of life, the feeling that there is far more to the unseen world than the world I can see has always been a reality for me. I am incapable of believing in any kind of designer or divine creator--though in times of sheer desperation I have even tried (you know, the way even the most avid atheist prays when a gun is held to the head).

Lately I have been revisiting the Tibetan Book of the Dead (haven't read it since I was 17!). Like all religious tracts I find myself almost amused by how certain the believers are of what happens, when it happens etc. but at the same time it is my love of metaphor that allows me to not waste my time arguing with it but to simply reach inside and feel for the truth in what is being said. Without literally believing that 49 days after you die you do this and then 100 days later you do that, I simply accept the underlying precept that this part of us that has connection to every other living thing, is in evolution. The Buddhists say that we are seeking to know our "true nature" and that we will be born and experience suffering and sorrow along with all other living things that experience both birth and death until we finally know our true nature, which in their view is pure compassion for all life. When my son died I read a poem at his memorial that basically stated that understanding our "oneness" is understanding that kindness is all there is--sort of like that collective leap of consciousness we all had on acid in the 60's that said love is all there is. The mystery can be studied by science and layer upon layer of the miracle understood and revealed or it can be simplified into myth and fairy tale by religion--but in the end there is still mystery greater than anything our minds alone can encompass.

To me the mystery itself is exhilarating. I think that the human need to define and explain is also part of that mystery. Good scientists are often those among us who can embrace the mystery the best because they have no preconceived ideas, are above all observers and are able to reveal the most complex and miraculous workings of that which on the surface looks mundane.

Thanks for posting this.

 

Thankyou all for the warm welcome to blogs!

 

“We are all wired into a survival trip now. No more of the speed that fueled that 60's. That was the fatal flaw in Tim Leary's trip. He crashed around America selling "consciousness expansion" without ever giving a thought to the grim meat-hook realities that were lying in wait for all the people who took him seriously... All those pathetically eager acid freaks who thought they could buy Peace and Understanding for three bucks a hit. But their loss and failure is ours too. What Leary took down with him was the central illusion of a whole life-style that he helped create... a generation of permanent cripples, failed seekers, who never understood the essential old-mystic fallacy of the Acid Culture: the desperate assumption that somebody... or at least some force - is tending the light at the end of the tunnel.”

Nice little piece, really did make think. thank you.

 

Can I not edit my original blog?

I meant to say plants/animals ARE mortal, I said immortal twice lol

 

you can. just mouse over the title of the entry and click on the pencil icon.