RE: Atheism the unscientific belief (part one, two, and three)
March 9, 2016 at 9:18 am
(This post was last modified: March 9, 2016 at 9:21 am by The Grand Nudger.)
That's a wonderful analogy, regarding climbs and summits, I can't help but chime in Jorg.
I live in the foothills of the Appalachian Range (not a particularly impressive range with regards to height or summits). To reach any summit in that range you're going to have to go through my yard, or someplace like it...no matter where you choose to start out or which summit on that range you wish to reach.
Amusingly, a description of my yard not only inadequately describes the summit..it inadequately describes prior or future portions of the climb -to- that summit. If you based your preparations for mountain-climbing on what would be needed to cross my yard, you'll have prepared yourself only for death or failure long before you even glimpsed the top. After all, all that you need to make it in my yard is a tall glass and a wide smile. Things get significantly shittier "up there".
To bring it all into perspective...here you are in my yard, Rik...without so much as a glass or smile, confidently declaring that you're ready to brave the peaks obscured by cloud above. A truly impressive failure to comprehend the challenges at hand or before you...and there's no need to wonder or bicker about fairies or magic to realize this. Even if you had a flying, eight legged pony to take you the whole way there, all that would be delivered to the summit, would be a corpse.
I live in the foothills of the Appalachian Range (not a particularly impressive range with regards to height or summits). To reach any summit in that range you're going to have to go through my yard, or someplace like it...no matter where you choose to start out or which summit on that range you wish to reach.
Amusingly, a description of my yard not only inadequately describes the summit..it inadequately describes prior or future portions of the climb -to- that summit. If you based your preparations for mountain-climbing on what would be needed to cross my yard, you'll have prepared yourself only for death or failure long before you even glimpsed the top. After all, all that you need to make it in my yard is a tall glass and a wide smile. Things get significantly shittier "up there".
To bring it all into perspective...here you are in my yard, Rik...without so much as a glass or smile, confidently declaring that you're ready to brave the peaks obscured by cloud above. A truly impressive failure to comprehend the challenges at hand or before you...and there's no need to wonder or bicker about fairies or magic to realize this. Even if you had a flying, eight legged pony to take you the whole way there, all that would be delivered to the summit, would be a corpse.
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