Tuesday, February 13, 2007
the ten commandments
there's something wrong with them.
forget the morals.
shouldn't god's commandments stand the test of all time, and appeal to modern man's actual intelligence and knowledge as well as of that of 2,000 years ago?
i mean, how incredible (and much more believable) would it be to see an eleventh commandment written in the bible for everyone to see:
"oh, and by the way, thou shalt not exceed the speed of light"
this was asked by the truly great carl sagan (see photo above)
you know what, if i saw that written in the bible, that would make me think very hard indeed!, but it's not!
it's very convenient to claim salvation exists, but you have to die to find out...
in science, incredible claims, require incredible evidence. i'd say heaven (and hell) are incredible claims, backed up by absolutely no evidence whatsoever.
however much we might like to think they might exist, because it hurts when we lose someone close, but never when it's someone we don't know. our brains do a lot of complicated, funny things, like dreams, emotions, passions, rage, contemplations. none of these are real. yet we consider them. but step beyond mere considerations, and all of a sudden we require very real physical assurance backed up by scientific proof. want to try jumping out of a plane without a parachute, and a carefully packed one at that...?
anyway, why exactly does an-all powerful god need his little experiment (the entire human civilization) to worship him? that doesn't sound very omnipotent. i'm just one ordinary bloke. i don't need (or want) anyone to worship me...
oh, you know what, i forgot, i'm not suppose to ask questions either...
and as i read my newspaper and look at what's happening in the world around me, i don't blame adam and eve for eating an apple(and that's why all of humanity throughout of all of its history has had to endure such terrible suffering...?) - no; i'm pointing my finger squarely at you, and wondering what sort of god it is that enjoys what i'm seeing, and why this supposed omnipotent being, the creator of the universe, who managed to take a day off after creating the earth, doesn't pull his finger out of his ass, and get back to work again.
i'm sure there's a few people in baghdad, that won't die a horrific death tomorrow in some car bomb attack, that would exult you in the highest, if you acted right this very instant.
after all, you're god. you know very well that i'm typing this...