new thread for old RE: Atheists, what do you believe is the best argument for the existence of a deity?

[Cyberman]

I had a very disturbing dream where I dreamed I was watching the TV when the programe broke for a news flash about a crashing plane. The TV was showing the events from a news helicopter flying close and the plane had a part of its fusilage missing and people were being sucked out of a large hole in the fusilage as the plane continued to fly along. The camera crew were so close I could see the face of a passenger and hear their screams as they got pulled out of the plane and flew threw the air. I was not just upset by the film but was more upset by the tv crew as I felt that the public needed to know the news but it could have been done in such a way as to protect the dignity of the victims and allow them to die with some privacy from public gaze.... thought no more until a few days later the radio described a similar event and people being sucked out of plane as I ate my breakfast.

nothing on its own but part of a string of events that kept me aware that there is more to our existence than we know

This one actually happened to me today - well, more yesterday actually. To give a bit of context: for many months now I have been in the practise of meeting my very good friend Shell at a local bus stop - since she now lives out of town - two or three times a week, whereupon we spend a few hours catching up, putting the world to rights, or simply crying on each others' shoulder. Basically each helping the other through our own personal shit.

Well, I was due to meet her as usual yesterday, though because of communication issues to do with unreliable mobile networks, I had no idea whether this was still happening or if so, what time etc. That morning I had a vivid dream in which she'd come into town, saw me not standing there at the stop, and thus came to the flat. She's sensitive to my intermittent nervous state, so on the very odd and increasingly rare occasion she's done this, she's always knocked gently at the door rather than use our charming cuckoo-impersonating doorbell. This, in my dream, is what she did. So far a boring dream, I grant you; it did liven up immensely afterwards, but that's hardly suitable for this part of the forum. Anyway...

Some time later, I woke up and recalled the dream, which made me check my 'phone for messages. There were none. While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, as of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber front door. Yes, it was indeed Shell, the events of my dream had played themselves out precisely as I remember them. Coincidence? Probably. After all, how many times might I have dreamed similar things and not had them play out (eg, the later parts of yesterday's dream )?