(November 4, 2016 at 5:58 pm)mh.brewer Wrote:(November 4, 2016 at 5:10 pm)Mariosep Wrote: Dear atheist colleagues here, thanks for your presence and contribution to my thread.
I am still waiting for Simon Moon to show up.
You see, he seems to be systematic in his comments on my proof for God existing, and complains that I do not attend to his refutation.
Now that I am into full time one on one with him, he only posted one message about his idea of me affirming the consequent is from a textbook of his.
After that post which I reacted to, telling him to think for himself and not depend on a textbook, etc., he has not shown up anymore to date.
But I will check again whether I am correct that to date he has not shown up in this thread of mine, to react to my message to him to think for himself instead of depending on a textbook.
Be back after checking again.
Don't like being ignored?
Don't like being ignored?
Don't like being ignored?
Don't like being ignored?
Don't like being ignored?
In concept of course.
No one is affirming, nor denying of course, that sir Mario is, in fact or in theory, fond of being ignored. One cannot be sure because one is not discussing anything in fact, but rather in theory! For if we were to discuss certain subjects in fact, we would be susceptible to being incorrect, in FACT, not in theory! How dreadful!
“Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud. It is the morning and the evening star. It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art, inspirer of poet, patriot and philosopher.
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
