Complex is what reality is. complicated is what we make it.
Understanding time is kinda like understanding space. Where does space began and where does it end. If space had a beginning and an end, then what lies beyond that? It is infinite. So where in this infinity is our universe? At what point? So, at what point in eternity did time begin?
If time is change and change is the activities of matter, then to say that time began is to break the law of inertia. Why is it impossible to accept that time and space and matter and the laws of matter did not begin but always were? The theists reject this out of hand without giving a reason. Yet it is not impossible.in fact it’s the only conclusion that doesn’t require something impossible.
Understanding time is kinda like understanding space. Where does space began and where does it end. If space had a beginning and an end, then what lies beyond that? It is infinite. So where in this infinity is our universe? At what point? So, at what point in eternity did time begin?
If time is change and change is the activities of matter, then to say that time began is to break the law of inertia. Why is it impossible to accept that time and space and matter and the laws of matter did not begin but always were? The theists reject this out of hand without giving a reason. Yet it is not impossible.in fact it’s the only conclusion that doesn’t require something impossible.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
