RE: More about God
November 11, 2016 at 5:42 pm
(This post was last modified: November 11, 2016 at 5:44 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
(November 11, 2016 at 5:35 pm)AtlasS33 Wrote: I list the questions first; then the answers.I don't accept the notion of the ownership of human beings...because I'm not a slaver.
---> Why should I care?
--A--> Because everything began with him, he is the first and the last; he owns it all from before, and after.
Quote:===========Well, I guess it sucks to be him then, doesn't it, since I'm not going to be found picking the prayer cotton fields anytime soon.
---> Okay.. Why is he treating me like a slave?
---A---> Because the relation between us and him, is described with the word "slave" in our languages.
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Quote:---> That's very insultingMeh, ofc it;s insulting..and it doesn't matter who massa is or thinks he is, nor do I care.
--A--> No. Being a slave to another human is, and to animals, and to lust.
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Quote:--->How, lol??OFC I need help, all the time...I reckon I;m going to need even more ehlp than I thought if I;m the human chattel of some cosmic slave driver. Won;t be asking the massa for that though, will I?
---A--->Humans need help; God doesn't. At least you won't feed him under the whips of somebody else.
Slavery is only disgusting with other creatures.
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Quote:---->what did he create?Mhm, I bet the massa made the fence and cleared the forest and even forged my chains. Or, I guess, he probably had some of his slaves do that but still....
--A-->everything. Even the void itself.
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Quote:--->He shouldn't care about us? makes more sense I mean, he's too big according to your story !!!!!!!!!!!!He obviously doesn't care about me if he thinks I'll ever work on his little plantation, or that I'm ever going to till his fields for him. He doesn't even -know- me to care about me. I'm just livestock.
--A-->It depends on how we see ourselves, and if we moved from the neanderthal mentality yet.
With the existence of death; that who made us, can remakes us.
Only a God, creates creatures so little, in a universe so big.
I am the Infantry. I am my country’s strength in war, her deterrent in peace. I am the heart of the fight… wherever, whenever. I carry America’s faith and honor against her enemies. I am the Queen of Battle. I am what my country expects me to be, the best trained Soldier in the world. In the race for victory, I am swift, determined, and courageous, armed with a fierce will to win. Never will I fail my country’s trust. Always I fight on…through the foe, to the objective, to triumph overall. If necessary, I will fight to my death. By my steadfast courage, I have won more than 200 years of freedom. I yield not to weakness, to hunger, to cowardice, to fatigue, to superior odds, For I am mentally tough, physically strong, and morally straight. I forsake not, my country, my mission, my comrades, my sacred duty. I am relentless. I am always there, now and forever. I AM THE INFANTRY! FOLLOW ME!
