13 Jul 14
Originally posted by sonhouseIt is because it is the lie from Satan the devil.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secular_humanism
Is it because theists cannot accept the idea that humans can guide their own destiny without constantly referencing to a god?
There is even a Christian humanism movement:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_humanism
13 Jul 14
Originally posted by sonhouse"Is it because theists cannot accept the idea that humans can guide their own destiny without constantly referencing to a god?"
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secular_humanism
Is it because theists cannot accept the idea that humans can guide their own destiny without constantly referencing to a god?
There is even a Christian humanism movement:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_humanism
Not true. What is there to fear? That humanity is being led by the machinations of man? That what we know to be true is defined by a mere product of time, chance and matter?
Why fear that? What's the worse that can happen? We annihilate ourselves?
13 Jul 14
Originally posted by AgergWhy?
Unfortunately this one was only deemed worthy of a 2 / 10 troll rating ... please try harder in future.
Any time we try harder than that, all we hear in return is the sad old refrain: "Atheists don't believe in ANY gods, period." What a bunch of stick-in-the-muds.
13 Jul 14
Originally posted by sonhouseFear and hatred?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Secular_humanism
Is it because theists cannot accept the idea that humans can guide their own destiny without constantly referencing to a god?
There is even a Christian humanism movement:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_humanism
No, just boredom. Complete and utter boredom.
13 Jul 14
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Originally posted by sonhouseSo, so you think you can tell
There is even a Christian humanism movement:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christian_humanism
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
Did they get you to trade
Your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
Did you exchange
A walk-on part in the war
For a leading role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.