Originally posted by storch
actually if you believe yourself to be damned (given the plethora of statements to the contrary I do not think you do) you can always change that by making a simple decision. If you believe me to blessed I agree with you, I'm blessed beyond (way beyond ) what I deserve. If you think that you are blessed and I am damned I can only say in my defense that I'm not damned because I'm sure that Doctor Yo is not my neighbor. If he were that would truly be damnation. both of my neighbors are good people.
A bit of a threadjack, but to clarify... of course I don't think I'm damned. In fact, I find the idea of religion interesting in a historical sense, but absolutely non-sensical in the idea that we're living in a magical world of fairies and angels. As such, I don't think I'm damned any more then you think you're the current physical embodiment of millions of years of survival of the fittest type evolution from creatures who are the common ancestors of humans and monkeys. We're both set in our ways, and both think the other one is nuts, but that's fine.
You worry about the soul of someone you see who seems to be kind and smart but just
doesn't get one very basic important thing about existance, namely 'God'. I, on the other hand, wring my hands because I'm seeing you, a nice, smart person who I genuinely think must be a great guy, following an obvious time waster that preys on the weak minded. You can't fathom how I can't see the obviousness of god in front of my own eyes, and I can't conceive of why a smart guy like you can believe in such a far fetched fantasy.
So.... we're fated to either get along congenially, or blow up each others houses.
I'm really more the 'let's get along' sort of guy, and I figure you probably are too, so let's agree to disagree, smokem peace pipe, and sadly shake our heads at the other person's obvious folly.
Best wishes from a 'live life to its fullest' finite life person to a 'spend this life preparing for eternity' type guy like yourself. May we all be satisfied with our choices.
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Now, if I could only get Paul Harvey to read that, with a couple well placed advertisements, maybe I could solve world religious strife?