RE: First Atheist
December 6, 2011 at 5:13 pm
(This post was last modified: December 6, 2011 at 5:14 pm by Cyberman.)
(December 6, 2011 at 12:31 pm)LastPoet Wrote: Well, for my two cats I'm sure I'm a god, I mean, I feed them, I pet them, I clean their shit, what else could you get from a god? And we humans that have a mind capable of conceiving gods, think the same, that there is something out there taking care of us. Yet, instead of taking care of us alot of us spend lives seeking superstition.
This reminds me of when my nephew was a kid (he's 22 now) and he had a pet hamster. Instead of a cage, he was kept in modular stack housing (the hamster, not the nephew), which consisted of several distinct housing units connected by a system of tunnel tubing. The way I'd built it meant that there was a main tunnel, horizontal with a slight upwards angle, connecting the primary living quarters with the unit containing his food bowl. A T-junction halfway along this tunnel meant that there was a small offshoot tunnel at the lower part of the T, with the nozzle of a water bottle poking through at the end of it (I hope I'm being clear in this description). Every day, almost without fail, we'd find food piled up around the nozzle. Presumably it was a convenient food store for the hamster, saving him a trip up and down the tube. However, it did make me toy, in an idle sort of way, with the notion that maybe it was a sort of sacrificial offering to the water gods. We never found any blood or disembowelled virgins or anything similar, so it seemed to be rather a benign form of worship if such it was.
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
