i came upon the baited trap
unconcealed in any way
i pounced upon the labeled snare
and then i made myself pay
sometimes when i think of god, and the way folks define god, and the way they attribute human traits to god, i wonder aloud at my absurdities
god the father, god the father, god the father
my mechanic's mind, my wanna be engineer's viewpoint
demands a process of some sort, one foot after the last foot, and directly before the next foot, a process of travel from point a to point b
but to get to god, there isn't a process, it's more of a leap from the aeroplane
because god makes mockery of mathematics, and pshaws at all the physics, and eschews all human reasoning
and well god should!
human minds are feeble, even the elite brainiacs with a measurable cognitive function are less than protozoa in the petri dish
god the father, god the father, god the father
my feeble human mind connects "father" with a masculine energy
a deep voice, a penis, and a set of testicles to match
but wait a dang minute here!
if god the father is so equipped, that suggests to this feeble mind that there is a procreation utility to this equipment
and that there is, by logic however feeble, that a goddess exists
and a fertile one at that
my logic continues unabated
the lil godlets that spew forth, the supreme rugrats of the universe, destroying planets by accident, consuming stardust by the metric ton, they must not be far behind
then my engineer's mind, following the human desire to have a process, dammit!, begins to see a reason
perhaps
what exists in the known universe in the numbers that a fertile god the father and an equally fertile goddess the mother might create?
stars
stars are the cosmically supreme rugrats
and i cannot prove anything to another feeble minded human
BUT
stars seem sentient to me
and since i cannot prove otherwise, so be it
when i think of communication between a feeble mind such as mine, and the sentient power of ever the most feeblest star
the human becomes vapor, bacon so crisp, no one could digest it
and yet the star remains
it must be the higher power!
unless god the father tells the cosmic rugrat to quiet down and eat his broccoli
but
i digress
it seems i've stepped into the spiritual/nonspiritual trap of boneheaded thinking that epitomises the human condition
i apologise
@moonbus saidSouth Park has already done Jesus vs. Satan in a boxing ring:
@Arkturos
Pro wrestling fits naturally with the Christian message. Jesus body-slamming the devil.
https://apnews.com/article/wrestling-church-shipley-england-gareth-thompson-987bdb744b34aab059349a97fa783184
Gotta love the Anglican Church --- so ..... Pythonesque.
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@moonbus saidIt's almost as if Jesus Christ -- through Whom all things were made (putatively, according to some untestable assertions) -- had no kindness for lesser beings, no matter how uppity they might seem.
@Arkturos
Pro wrestling fits naturally with the Christian message. Jesus body-slamming the devil.
https://apnews.com/article/wrestling-church-shipley-england-gareth-thompson-987bdb744b34aab059349a97fa783184
Gotta love the Anglican Church --- so ..... Pythonesque.
😆
@moonbus saidNot to give anyone ideas, but I have this notion we might soon see some kind of "Christian" remix of "Saltburn". 😉
@Arkturos
Pro wrestling fits naturally with the Christian message. Jesus body-slamming the devil.
https://apnews.com/article/wrestling-church-shipley-england-gareth-thompson-987bdb744b34aab059349a97fa783184
Gotta love the Anglican Church --- so ..... Pythonesque.
😆
But yeah -- if there's going to be a public "Christian" demonstration, shouldn't it be more along the lines of: "I completely get why you did that, and I still love you, little bro." ?