RE: Theists: How can predetermined fate and free will coexist?
December 15, 2016 at 9:20 pm
(This post was last modified: December 15, 2016 at 9:22 pm by AceBoogie.)
(December 15, 2016 at 9:13 pm)alpha male Wrote:(December 15, 2016 at 9:08 pm)operator Wrote: What do you mean how I define it?
I mean that I can't evaluate your conclusion without knowing how you define all powerful. So, why don't you just define it?
Did I ever make a conclusion about god's power? No. You did. You said god does not have free will since he already knows what he's going to do. From that, I asked if god is not all powerful at which point you proceeded to dodge my question.
For a definition of all powerful, see Mr Greene's post.
edit: Did he really just ask what site that definition was from? Dude you're an asshat feel free to go away. If you're not going to attempt to have a genuine discussion, you can kindly fuck off.
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It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll
It is the air and light of every heart – builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first to dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody – for music is the voice of love.
Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay. It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.” - Robert. G. Ingersoll