"Prove to me god doesn't exist"

[GUBU]

Haha yeah. I love doing that. I did it in one of my videos. Some people just need a visual demonstration.

I remember when we were young, there was some stupid rumour going around about standing in front of a mirror and saying some phrase or other three times. Something scary was meant to happen. When I heard about it, I said "Well I'll do it right now". The friends I were with were actually scared, like something was really going to happen. But I did it, and of course nothing happened. I don't buy into bullshitz.

Was it to sing "Come Mr Tallyman, tally me bananas" backwards perchance?

[robvalue]

Haha, hmm... that would have been cool.

I think it was something to do with Mary, but I can't remember what.

[Nihilist Virus]

This argument is usually used in a debate when you've backed a religious person into a corner, and they can't answer. They always have this in their arsenal. Right next to "Mysterious ways" And "That's just what I believe"

How arrogant that you (Talking to someone who would use this argument) Think it is MY job to prove to YOU that your god doesn't exist. Prove to me Pink unicorns don't exist. Can't? Then you should believe it because you can't rule it out!

You may think that example is a little extreme but I see no difference between "Prove to me god doesn't really exist" To "Prove to me lord voldemort doesn't really exist"

What are your thoughts on this argument? Do you use it? Has someone used it on you? Do you get as frustrated as I do?

Simply ask them what they expect, ask them what will constitute the proof. They will then give you the task of proving something that isn't possible to prove. And then you stand there and give them the "aha" stare until the light bulb goes on.

*If the light bulb doesn't go on, there is nothing you can do.

[Aegon]

Haha, hmm... that would have been cool.

I think it was something to do with Mary, but I can't remember what.

Bloody Mary! Bloody Mary! Bloody Mar---

[WinterHold]

MK. Do you see a pattern.
In 300 years we'll have a bunch of other trendier Gods to believe in.
The current batch will be put in the attic with Zeus, Ra, Vishnu, etc, and be considered relics of a bygone era.

But of all the thousands of Gods, you just happen to worship the one that is actually true!
Wow, man, you are so lucky! What are the odds, eh?

Ah, I couldn't stop myself from commenting on this, like wow ignoramus !
The God of Abraham existed in the conscious of humanity for thousands of years. I mean hey, whenever the idea of the "monolithic" God is at hand, that's a reference to God.

In other words: it's as old as the origin of the concept of monotonicity itself.
 I don't think 300 years would be enough for the idea of God to be buried.

And about your signature, which you quoted me in: what is hilarious, is that I'm not that unique, neither reliigion is, every human needs something to make them comfortable at night. A wife, a porn website, a new movie, a solo by slash, a rib-eye steak after a joint

[Angrboda]

In other words: it's as old as the origin of the concept of monotonicity itself.
 I don't think 300 years would be enough for the idea of God to be buried.

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains.

- excerpt, Ozymandias

[Minimalist]

"Hey, god, you stupid motherfucker.  Why don't you strike me dead because I think all your followers are fucking assholes and you ain't worth shit...you and your fucking kid.

Go ahead, asshole.  TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT!!!!!!"

[Minimalist]

Still here.

[GUBU]

In other words: it's as old as the origin of the concept of monotonicity itself.
 I don't think 300 years would be enough for the idea of God to be buried.

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains.

- excerpt, Ozymandias

I prefer Horace Smith's version:

In Egypt's sandy silence, all alone,
Stands a gigantic Leg, which far off throws
The only shadow that the Desert knows:—
"I am great OZYMANDIAS," saith the stone,
"The King of Kings; this mighty City shows
"The wonders of my hand."— The City's gone,—
Nought but the Leg remaining to disclose
The site of this forgotten Babylon.

We wonder,—and some Hunter may express
Wonder like ours, when thro' the wilderness
Where London stood, holding the Wolf in chace,
He meets some fragment huge, and stops to guess
What powerful but unrecorded race
Once dwelt in that annihilated place.

[WinterHold]

In other words: it's as old as the origin of the concept of monotonicity itself.
 I don't think 300 years would be enough for the idea of God to be buried.

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
‘My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'
Nothing beside remains.

- excerpt, Ozymandias

Only the weak would use stone
To claim immortality, through a fragile clone
God is represented well through the signs,
That appear in the void, painting it with cheers
Cheers so colorful, ancient signs alive for years,
Pointing to his majesty, sovereign with no peers.
But human ego,still, claim immortality through stone,
Forgetting that stone will be eaten, when the wind is blown,
Forgetting that humans, are nothing but flesh and bone.

-AtlasS, Observations

Minimalist

You already know that he will take your life one day.
So am I. We call it "human lifespan".