I m sorry that you were hurt and disappointed to learn that what you were led to believe about God was not the truth. And I agree that one must seek evidence of truth independent of desires to know what really is, but maybe you should consider the possibility that the actual truth is that God exists independent of your desire to be right that he does not exist because your feelings were hurt when you learned that what were told to believe was false.
I once tried to believe in things that I was taught about God but couldn't believe because it couldn't possibly be true. I think it was about the same time that I lost my first teddy bear. Was a hard time but somehow I got over it.
As an enlightened seeker of truth you should already know that even if what 99% of the people believe about Gods, spirits, etc., is patently false that does not preclude the existence of a supreme being that exists independent of anyone's ability or inability to perceive him who is the ultimate source of all life and what is seen and unseen..
You have already proven that your brain needs a tune up if you thought that I was a church going Christian which tapped into unresolved feelings about the time you wasted being deceived.
you really need to get over it.
Forget about God, if you can't accurately perceive me, who was writing words that you can see with your own eyes, because you are still pissed off at Christians, you are not likely to accurately perceive that which can only be perceived through a pure mind.
I don't care if you belong to an organized religion or if you just believe in a generic god, you still have no proof. So until you do, I guess you can continue to believe your fairy tale and I will continue to believe you are fos.
How can you assert that I have no proof of God if you do not know or care what I believe and know about God?
If you don't know or care what I believe about God then the only thing that is false is your claim of there being no proof.
Maybe I am a pantheist who believes that the universe is God? Are you suggesting there is no proof for the universe? What if I believed that God was life itself, a creative force? Is there no proof for life?
You seem to be emotionally driven and immature and completely oblivious to the extent to which your past hurts cloud and distort your perceptions of yourself and your conclusions based on the absence of clear thinking and understanding free from the emotional quagmire of past resentments.
Free your mind.
You may not be living behind bars but the condition of the prison you have made for yourself is far more deplorable than any dungeon ever mentioned in a fairy tale.
I see people like you declare that there is no God because you see no proof but because your mind has become defiled and contaminated by bitterness you can't see, even yourself.
Let me work backwards and comment on your thoughts.
1. Typical theist argument that I/we must be angry or evil if we don't believe. My reply? **** you.
2. My history and knowledge that I have picked up along the way no doubt led me to atheism. Probably because too many of you theists are complete assholes.
3. A pantheist? More like a pain in the ass. And no fair! You theists need to agree on one truth about god and all stick to it. I'm sick of having to change my arguments because excuse the **** out of me you're a catholic? Oh no you're a protestant? Oh a Mormon? Oh a Muslim or Jew? Or people like you and boss who believe in god but not organized religion. I wouldn't believe it that adults believe in god if I weren't one of you just a few months ago. I have woken up and think the rest of the world needs to now. I'm like a person who just finds christ and goes around asking people if they know where they are going when they die, only I tell people that there going no where. LOL.
And notice me and another poster said we don't tell our love ones that they believe a lie. It'd be too much for some of them to take. They can't discuss this topic without getting defensive and emotional. But, I am hoping one day this lie isn't passed on to the next generation. It is unnecessary and does not produce good citizens. It produces stupid sheeple who are easily manipulated.
4. If you have proof of a god, show it. I'm assuming you're just like every other theist and you have nothing. Why do I assume that? Because there is no argument for a god that doesn't have some kind of fatal flaw.
5. It is you theists who aren't happy. You are afraid of death. Why? Better to appreciate the time you have here on earth and if your life sucks, don't wait for heaven, make your life here on earth heaven.
“I would love to believe that when I die I will live again, that some thinking, feeling, remembering part of me will continue. But much as I want to believe that, and despite the ancient and worldwide cultural traditions that assert an afterlife, I know of nothing to suggest that it is more than wishful thinking. The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth, that there is no reason to deceive ourselves with pretty stories for which there’s little good evidence. Far better it seems to me, in our vulnerability, is to look death in the eye and to be grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides.” – Carl Sagan
“The significance of our lives and our fragile planet is determined only by our own wisdom and courage. We are the custodians of life’s meaning. We long for a Parent to care for us, to forgive us our errors, to save us from our childish mistakes. But knowledge is preferable to ignorance. Better by far to embrace the hard truth than a reassuring fable. If we crave some cosmic purpose, then let us find ourselves a worthy goal.” – Carl Sagan
When I became convinced that the universe was natural, that all the ghosts and gods were myths, there entered into my brain, into my soul, into every drop of my blood, the sense, the feeling, the joy of freedom. The walls of my prison crumbled and fell. The dungeon was flooded with light and all the bolts and bars and manacles turned to dust. I was no longer a servant, a serf, or a slave. There was for me no master in all the wide world, not even in infinite space.
I was free to think. Free to express my thoughts, free to live in my own ideal. Free to live for myself and those I loved. Free to use all my faculties, all my senses. Free to spread imagination’s wings, free to investigate, to guess, and dream and hope. Free to judge and determine for myself. Free to reject all ignorant and cruel creeds, all the inspired books that savages have produced, and the barbarous legends of the past. Free from sanctified mistakes and “holy” lies. Free from the fear of eternal pain, free from the winged monsters of the night. Free from devils, ghosts and gods. For the first time I was free.
There were no prohibited places in all of the realm of thought. No error, no space where fancy could not spread her painted wings. No chains for my limbs. No lashes for my back. No flames for my flesh. No MasterÂ’s frown or threat, no following in anotherÂ’s steps. No need to bow or cringe or crawl, or utter lying words. I was free; I stood erect and fearlessly, joyously faced all worlds.
My heart was filled with gratitude, with thankfulness, and went out in love to all the heros, the thinkers who gave their lives for liberty of hand and brain, for the freedom of labor and thought to those who fell on the fierce fields of war. To those who died in dungeons, bound in chains, to those by fire consumed, to all the wise, the good, the brave of every land whose thoughts and deeds have given freedom to the sons of men. And then, I vowed to grasp the torch that they held, and hold it high, That light might conquer darkness still.
-Robert Green Ingersoll (1833-1899)