I do not deny the possible existence of beings with power nearly beyond our imagination... but the all powerful cannot exist. An example of why: can an all powerful being create a rock so heavy that it could not lift? In this conundrum, one may decide that the being can create the rock, and be unable to lift it (therefore not all powerful); or one may decide that the being cannot create the rock (therefore is not all powerful), because it cannot make a rock so heavy that it cannot lift it.
Another thing that a being cannot be, is all loving. To love everything... nothing could handle that... the amount of continuous pain the being would endure makes me shed a tear just thinking about how horrible that would be... Love is an emotion, and to love everything: one would have to have great emotion... never-ceasing depression would be inevitable... and would without exception lead a being who has emotion to suicide. Without emotion... there is no love... so a being cannot be all-loving but for the most breif amount of time before being overwhelmed.
Not to mention the impossibility of 'unconditional love' (which is really the same thing as being all-loving, but Christians sometimes don't understand if you don't regard them as seperate matters) that accompanies how horrible being all-loving can be... just like anger, happiness, and sadness... love is an emotion. All emotions are based completely on condition... for example: i am arguing vehemently with my father, and my boyfriend calls... i can go from SCREAMING IN ALL CAPS KINDA FURIOUS RAGE ---in not even a second--- to cheerful 'i love you's'. A true unconditional love would love every atom, subatomic partical, rock, animal, plant, etc. 100% equally. NO CONDITION TO THE LOVE... it is not possible without commiting suicide from the pain you would endure...
This is long enough for a person to say 'TL : DR' without fear of prosecution... so i'm stopping there for now, although i could continue with the following: A being cannot be all-knowing, a being cannot be all-pretty-much-anything-if-you-give-it-a-minutes-thought, and pretty much anything else that exists only in fairy tales (and in very sad ones usually...).
If a god is not all-anything... then i think it possible that it exists. Probable? No... but possible.
Another thing that a being cannot be, is all loving. To love everything... nothing could handle that... the amount of continuous pain the being would endure makes me shed a tear just thinking about how horrible that would be... Love is an emotion, and to love everything: one would have to have great emotion... never-ceasing depression would be inevitable... and would without exception lead a being who has emotion to suicide. Without emotion... there is no love... so a being cannot be all-loving but for the most breif amount of time before being overwhelmed.
Not to mention the impossibility of 'unconditional love' (which is really the same thing as being all-loving, but Christians sometimes don't understand if you don't regard them as seperate matters) that accompanies how horrible being all-loving can be... just like anger, happiness, and sadness... love is an emotion. All emotions are based completely on condition... for example: i am arguing vehemently with my father, and my boyfriend calls... i can go from SCREAMING IN ALL CAPS KINDA FURIOUS RAGE ---in not even a second--- to cheerful 'i love you's'. A true unconditional love would love every atom, subatomic partical, rock, animal, plant, etc. 100% equally. NO CONDITION TO THE LOVE... it is not possible without commiting suicide from the pain you would endure...
This is long enough for a person to say 'TL : DR' without fear of prosecution... so i'm stopping there for now, although i could continue with the following: A being cannot be all-knowing, a being cannot be all-pretty-much-anything-if-you-give-it-a-minutes-thought, and pretty much anything else that exists only in fairy tales (and in very sad ones usually...).
If a god is not all-anything... then i think it possible that it exists. Probable? No... but possible.
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
