(February 26, 2017 at 6:53 pm)ThortheMighty Wrote: I often wonder if atheism is a form of escapism, an escape from moral responsibility or even critical thought.
The fuck are you even talking about?
(February 26, 2017 at 6:53 pm)ThortheMighty Wrote: Why would people who were so sure God did not exist spend so much time thinking and talking about God.
In that case, why discuss or think about any other important concept held by massive amounts of people that is also clearly false? Can some beliefs, especially if held by thousands, millions or billions of people, not be dangerous or harmful to society as a whole?
(February 26, 2017 at 6:53 pm)ThortheMighty Wrote: If there is no God, why do we have a conscience, something none of the other animals have?
Actually plenty of different types of animals, humans included, experience a range of different emotions, including empathy and compassion.
(February 26, 2017 at 6:53 pm)ThortheMighty Wrote: If the world is so meaningless and empty, why does man search for meaning?
It probably has something to do with the fact that our brains attempt to come up with an explanation for everything. We unconsciously try to understand everything because it is actually pertinent to our survival to understand some, if not many, things.
(February 26, 2017 at 6:53 pm)ThortheMighty Wrote: Its so clear God/Allah/Zues/Ganesha exists and atheists just refuse to acknowledge and worship Him.Bold by me.
(February 26, 2017 at 6:53 pm)ThortheMighty Wrote: I know athesits. They are deadened souls with no morals. They keep telling me you don't need to be a Christian to be moral, but unlike the committed Christians I know, the atheists/agnostics are barely interested in questions of what is moral or not, and act as if morals do not matterThose atheists you know sound like fucking losers. I don't hang out with people like that. Or maybe your perception is just a bit off. Who knows.
“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
