god botherers
So, no one knows what happens when we snuff it. The overwhelming likelihood is not very much. Ever been unconscious?

But no – when offered an incomprehensible, inconceivable jumble of superstitions, fairy tales and bogeyman stories rewritten recycled and Chinese whispered down the ages by control freaks and charlatans - you are CERTAIN beyond all doubt that despite all the vast wonder of all existence there is a creator, who (while having a universe to run) is obsessed with your every move thought and action. Oh and you can wish for stuff too.

An all powerful intangible invisible friend and protector – sounds pretty cool. You must be immune to all illness, earthquakes and injury then. No?

Our essential natural urges are shameful and evil?

Your creator is jealous, intolerant, violent, vindictive, spiteful, pernicious and vengeful – but he loves you?

I should terrify my tiny innocent child with assurances this invisible character is waiting in the shadows to punish him for questioning any of this whilst conversely insisting he only deals in truth and that ghosts and goblins are just camp fire tales?

You insist you require no proof for this but continually strive to find bolt-on bits and bobs of science that support your crackpot ideas - the same science that you continually deny.

If my crackpot jumble of superstitions varies even slightly from yours we should devote all our energies to annihilation in a manner that contradicts the few worthwhile parts of your crazy code of divine conduct?

We have the technology to split the atom and unravel DNA but your preference is to split humanity into one half who believe dinosaurs were a prank and another half who believes women should be bundled up and passed around like parcels by men who think it’s a splendid idea to chop off rather crucial bits of anatomy.

We see ourselves as an advanced civilisation yet it was twenty or so years after landing a man on the moon before we realised wheels on a suitcase might be helpful.

Doesn’t bode well does it?
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 12:14, 6 replies)

This is another pearoast that I also enjoyed the first time 'round.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 12:18, closed)

sorry
im trying to get back into B3ta after a while away but im juggling work at the same time

pray for me
( spimf ™ is whoever you want him to be, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 12:22, closed)

How DARE you.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 12:35, closed)

Meh
Keep your wacky beliefs to yourself. I know your faith is a great comfort to you, but I don't want it rammed down my throat.
(gordonjcp, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 12:22, closed)

That's what makes it such fun.

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 12:22, closed)

It doesn't
A worthy rant
( Jahled Three shades of black, Mon 8 Oct 2012, 13:48, closed)