What made you give up on Jesus?

[Losty]

YES!
THAT IS MY POINT!!! That is why I posted a link that documents 50 such births in the last few decades

INTACT HYMEN= VIRGIN In That Time.

So when Marry Claimed to be a virgin and with child They Checked her Hymen. If it had not been intact She or Joseph would have been stoned.

Nice entry for the New Gospel of Drich!

Other gospels, not that any of them are better than any fiction, say that Joseph, being too gentle to have Mary put down so brutally, decided to deal with her quietly on the presumed adultery. None of them, anywhere, suggest that Joseph could have been stoned for being cuckolded, nor has there ever been a historical account of any man being liable for this on account of what his wife did.

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Here's some useful information about hymens, that might help you in the future, if you ever manage to get close to a p*ssy. You're welcome.



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Oh, so the hymen is really like the tonsils are in the mouth?

A similar sort of vestigial organ, eh?

So much like a maw mouth the vagina is, but there really aren't any teeth in it too, as some fathers have warned their sons?

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=yH8yuld4DUE

[Nay_Sayer]

LOL! That was the cheesiest video I have ever seen. That kid needs a hair cut. He looks like a skinnier version of what I always imagined Dudley Dursely looking like when I read the HP books.

The 80's was a magical time of terrible shows....Small Wonder springs to mind

[CapnAwesome]

Jesus stopped selling me that good coke. That's my drug deal, Jesus Martinez.

[Wyrd of Gawd]

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A simple question a co worker asked me back in the late 80s. Now while it still took me several years to give up on the entire idea of any type of deity, the question that sparked my road was "What if Jesus was just a man".   It made sense to me. I know now there is no evidence for the alleged character in reality, but even if he had existed, the only reasonable thing you could say is that a man, or group of splinter Jews started a movement that merely became successful but still would not make a god real or magic men real.

I still was a Christian after that but after that one the questioning chipped away more and more the fantastic claims in that book. What finally killed it completely, but still years before I got on line, was seeing a Smithsonian Museum exhibit. At the beginning of the hall it had Sandstone sculptures depicting the beginning of the Anchor Buddhist dynasty, about halfway through the hall, and in history in reality, Hindus started to mix with the Buddhists and then the statues took on a mix of Buddhist Hindu features. That is when the light bulb went off for me. I thought if one religion could be influenced by another, then the only conclusion I could come to was that there is no original religion and they all spin off from others.

It simply is more rational to accept that humans invent gods and make clubs they call a religion.

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I find it interesting that there's no evidence in support of a man named Jesus, but then "Jesus" is really "Joshua", translated into something else when Paul took to Greece, becoming the Latin "Iesus" when Christianity hit Rome (Latin doesn't have a "J" character, and then finally the Anglo-Saxons came to know the name "Jesus". On "Joshua": not an uncommon name at all in Jewish culture, so there could have been multiple Joshuas hatching their own social insurgencies against the hated status quo. In fact there were numerous such movements going on at the time, and Joshua/Jesus would have been only the most legendary of them, or he had the smartest boys on his side to promote him. One thing is sure about Peter, he was far too bright and educated to be a fisherman!

Paul was a master BS'er.

He was an animal fighter in the arenas.

He was a tent maker.

He was a terrorist.

He was a bounty hunter with a PHD in Jewish law.

He was a preacher for Jesus.

He was a liar.

He was a thief.

He was a snake charmer.

He said that he was whatever it took to BS the people to believe in his fairy tale about resurrection.

[Vincent]

I was loosely Christian as a kid. 

I think the thing that made me turn my back on that religion (and religion in general) was the realization of just how big the universe is. 

Like, the universe is huge. So huge that the human mind literally cannot conceive of how fucking ginormous it is. The numbers just don't compute into our understanding. If you were to go outside on a summer night, and stand in a place that gave you a good view of the skies, and if you were to try to count all the stars visible to the naked eye, you'd be there at dawn without a halfway decent estimate. There are just too many. And each one billions of years away from us, some so great in size that millions of earths could fit into them, many with barren planets orbiting them, solar systems of their own. And each planet their own world. Multiple probably with their own moons. 

And then to understand that all those stars are not even a significant portion of all the stars in our galaxy, a galaxy billions of light years across, containing countless stars and countless planets and countless solar systems. You could spend every second of your life traversing this galaxy going hundreds of miles an hour and still not see a quarter of it by the time you are dead. 

And then to understand that scientists estimate that approximately one hundred billion galaxies exist in the known universe. 

One hundred billion. That's 1 followed by 11 fucking zeroes. Each one with hundreds of billions of planets and stars. 

Comparing our planet to a single grain of sand on a beach wouldn't do justice to just how insignificant it is, how insignificant we are, on the grand scale of the universe. 

I contemplated these thoughts, and then I tried to imagine a being complex and vast enough to create all this shit. And I realized, if a being did exist that was complex and vast enough to create all this shit, why in the hell would it take a single second to draw its focus on humanity, to interact with it on a personal level, to speak to it (assuming that a primitive human could even survive having such a vast presence in its head), and then to bother sending a son (???) in human form to "save" us from "sin"? Why would such a being care what I ate, who I fucked, whether I worshiped it, what I did on Sundays.... Trying to join the two schools of thought together made the latter seem like the dream of a naive and ignorant child. It appeared to me little more than Man giving himself an ego blowjob. How arrogant are we to believe ourselves that freaking important, when our planet is no more than a speck of cosmic dust? 

The entire notion of Christianity - and any religion, for that matter - became ridiculous to me. And thus, I became a deist. And from deism sprung agnosticism, and from agnosticism sprung atheism.

And that's basically how I gave up on Jesus.

[Bard A Madsen]

I was loosely Christian as a kid. 

I think the thing that made me turn my back on that religion (and religion in general) was the realization of just how big the universe is. 

Like, the universe is huge. So huge that the human mind literally cannot conceive of how fucking ginormous it is. The numbers just don't compute into our understanding. If you were to go outside on a summer night, and stand in a place that gave you a good view of the skies, and if you were to try to count all the stars visible to the naked eye, you'd be there at dawn without a halfway decent estimate. There are just too many. And each one billions of years away from us, some so great in size that millions of earths could fit into them, many with barren planets orbiting them, solar systems of their own. And each planet their own world. Multiple probably with their own moons. 

And then to understand that all those stars are not even a significant portion of all the stars in our galaxy, a galaxy billions of light years across, containing countless stars and countless planets and countless solar systems. You could spend every second of your life traversing this galaxy going hundreds of miles an hour and still not see a quarter of it by the time you are dead. 

And then to understand that scientists estimate that approximately one hundred billion galaxies exist in the known universe. 

One hundred billion. That's 1 followed by 11 fucking zeroes. Each one with hundreds of billions of planets and stars. 

Comparing our planet to a single grain of sand on a beach wouldn't do justice to just how insignificant it is, how insignificant we are, on the grand scale of the universe. 

I contemplated these thoughts, and then I tried to imagine a being complex and vast enough to create all this shit. And I realized, if a being did exist that was complex and vast enough to create all this shit, why in the hell would it take a single second to draw its focus on humanity, to interact with it on a personal level, to speak to it (assuming that a primitive human could even survive having such a vast presence in its head), and then to bother sending a son (???) in human form to "save" us from "sin"? Why would such a being care what I ate, who I fucked, whether I worshiped it, what I did on Sundays.... Trying to join the two schools of thought together made the latter seem like the dream of a naive and ignorant child. It appeared to me little more than Man giving himself an ego blowjob. How arrogant are we to believe ourselves that freaking important, when our planet is no more than a speck of cosmic dust? 

The entire notion of Christianity - and any religion, for that matter - became ridiculous to me. And thus, I became a deist. And from deism sprung agnosticism, and from agnosticism sprung atheism.

And that's basically how I gave up on Jesus.

That was very good, same thing that went through my mind but didn't bother writing down as well as you just have.  I had a conversation with a person that I never did get to see their face because it was so dark while looking at the stars.  He started off asking if I had accepted Jesus Christ as my savior stuff and I tried to steer the conversation to something else, but he kept at it and I told him something of the sort of the above text and the boy was lost and started asking questions cause he never really knew that the stars were galaxies and such.  Great stuff, makes one wonder how the believers can be so arrogant to think that huge posit of a creator would bother talking to us and when he (She) did the communication skills fell vastly short of its other accomplishments!

I just love the line believers say about how non-believers are "so arrogant" that we can think on a higher level than their God.  Please...  Then in conversation they don't even know where the flood story is in the Bible !   Ahhh, in the beginning....  oh and a couple of other places.

[Wyrd of Gawd]

I was loosely Christian as a kid. 

I think the thing that made me turn my back on that religion (and religion in general) was the realization of just how big the universe is. 

Like, the universe is huge. So huge that the human mind literally cannot conceive of how fucking ginormous it is. The numbers just don't compute into our understanding. If you were to go outside on a summer night, and stand in a place that gave you a good view of the skies, and if you were to try to count all the stars visible to the naked eye, you'd be there at dawn without a halfway decent estimate. There are just too many. And each one billions of years away from us, some so great in size that millions of earths could fit into them, many with barren planets orbiting them, solar systems of their own. And each planet their own world. Multiple probably with their own moons. 

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And then to understand that all those stars are not even a significant portion of all the stars in our galaxy, a galaxy billions of light years across, containing countless stars and countless planets and countless solar systems. You could spend every second of your life traversing this galaxy going hundreds of miles an hour and still not see a quarter of it by the time you are dead. 

And then to understand that scientists estimate that approximately one hundred billion galaxies exist in the known universe. 

One hundred billion. That's 1 followed by 11 fucking zeroes. Each one with hundreds of billions of planets and stars. 

Comparing our planet to a single grain of sand on a beach wouldn't do justice to just how insignificant it is, how insignificant we are, on the grand scale of the universe. 

I contemplated these thoughts, and then I tried to imagine a being complex and vast enough to create all this shit. And I realized, if a being did exist that was complex and vast enough to create all this shit, why in the hell would it take a single second to draw its focus on humanity, to interact with it on a personal level, to speak to it (assuming that a primitive human could even survive having such a vast presence in its head), and then to bother sending a son (???) in human form to "save" us from "sin"? Why would such a being care what I ate, who I fucked, whether I worshiped it, what I did on Sundays.... Trying to join the two schools of thought together made the latter seem like the dream of a naive and ignorant child. It appeared to me little more than Man giving himself an ego blowjob. How arrogant are we to believe ourselves that freaking important, when our planet is no more than a speck of cosmic dust? 

The entire notion of Christianity - and any religion, for that matter - became ridiculous to me. And thus, I became a deist. And from deism sprung agnosticism, and from agnosticism sprung atheism.

And that's basically how I gave up on Jesus.

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If you had good visibility you would only see about 2,500 to 3,000 stars from your vantage point with your naked eyes on a long dark night.  That's why ancient people thought that they were seeing the entire universe when they were watching over their sheep.  
http://www.theatlantic.com/technology/ar...ky/281641/

It's hard to visibly count stars because the Earth is rotating so things look differently over time.

[dyresand]

If jesus was real... and he appeared to me i wouldn't worship the guy
one only needs to look in the bible and see how jesus treated non jewish
people to realize how much of a racist prick his is.

[RobbyPants]

What was it that made you decide Christianity just wasn't worth it?

The short answer is it just stopped making sense and I found I couldn't make myself believe in it, anymore. It's kind of weird, but the whole process took around two years. There was a good chunk of that time where I still identified as Christian and wanted to believe, but I couldn't make myself. I found that I can't believe something just because I want to.

What "proved" to you that God isn't real?

Nothing ever did. I just stopped believing. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made. The more I read the Bible, the less I believed. The problem of evil did a lot about convincing me that this god really isn't as nice as he's portrayed. This had nothing to do with proving he's not real, but did put a rather bad taste in my mouth about the whole thing.

I spent a lot of time trying to cleverly figure out which parts of the Bible to cherry pick to make the whole thing more palatable. After a while, I wondered why I was so obsessed with trying to believe in a religion that I was clearly making up as I went along.

It probably took me a good six months after I knew I no longer believed until I could get rid of the fear of going to hell for failing a test. It took that long to admit it to myself.

I am still a Christian, just sort of a "Doubting Thomas" at times.

Yeah, I can't tell you at what point I went from being a Christian with doubts to a non-believer. It's entirely possible I crossed that line back and forth several times in that first year or so.

[Mermaid]

I developed critical thinking skills.