A different perspective

[awty]

[Ahriman]

[awty]

No one knows how much they can endure until they are in the position of having to endure something.

I had no idea how much misery and fear and physical pain I would endure when going through breast cancer...it was brutal.  There were days when I didn't know if I could take another day...but I did.  Thirteen years later I still have days of intense pain.  And yet, here I am, primed for another day.  It may be a good day like today and it might suck majorly.

My heart attack was a walk in the park compared to what I'd already been through.

'Course being beaten on the regular when growing up taught me to deal with pain.

Bob Marley Quote: “You never know how strong you are, until being strong is your only choice.”

With all due respect, my little survivor, how are you not an empty husk of suffering by now? What's your secret?

I don't see how being an 'empty husk of suffering' would do me a damn bit of good. I am a survivor, always have been. It comes from within.

I refuse to give up. It's really that simple.

[AFTT47]

It's vitally important what God (or any god) thinks of me? Seriously?

I have control over what a supreme being thinks of me? How could I even comprehend what such a being thinks of me? How could I have any power to influence that when I am utterly unable to think on the supreme critter's level? This is where religion of the type you espouse utterly breaks down.

The supreme critter supposedly created me. It knows everything there is to know about me. It knows what my limitations are. Because it is omniscient, it even knows what choices I will make throughout my life - every single one of them. It knows this at the moment it creates me. How can I change what this critter thinks of me when it it already knows everything there is to know about me at the moment I am created?

The supreme critter supposedly chose to create me - knowing exactly what the result of that creation would be. The responsibility is ALL on the supreme critter. I have no accountability to God because all I can do is EXACTLY what it knew I would do when it CHOSE to create me.

[Ahriman]

It's vitally important what God (or any god) thinks of me? Seriously?

I have control over what a supreme being thinks of me? How could I even comprehend what such a being thinks of me? How could I have any power to influence that when I am utterly unable to think on the supreme critter's level? This is where religion of the type you espouse utterly breaks down.

The supreme critter supposedly created me. It knows everything there is to know about me. It knows what my limitations are. Because it is omniscient, it even knows what choices I will make throughout my life - every single one of them. It knows this at the moment it creates me. How can I change what this critter thinks of me when it it already knows everything there is to know about me at the moment I am created?

The supreme critter supposedly chose to create me - knowing exactly what the result of that creation would be. The responsibility is ALL on the supreme critter. I have no accountability to God because all I can do is EXACTLY what it knew I would do when it CHOSE to create me.

How do you feel about praying?

[Ahriman]

There will always be some people, who aren’t interested in making any kind of progress in their lives, (in any way/shape/form). These people are commonly thought of as losers. I’ve even read something online about these people being a “scourge”. Well, if anything, it’s actually most people who are the real “scourge”, because most people cause problems at an overwhelmingly higher rate, than the losers.

It can be argued, that the losers, are only interested in making sure, that they are comfortable, and that their needs are provided for. This is problematic, for the people who are “responsible” for providing the loser, with what he/she needs. However, it is nowhere near as problematic, as what most people are looking for, namely friends/sex/money etc.

When it comes to things that are overrated, sports has got to take the cake. People are obsessed. I’ll admit, watching sports on TV is not the worst thing ever, but even then, people care way too much. And forget playing sports in real life, it’s beyond awful. I recently went to an arcade, and they actually had “sports simulator” modules. Why do people care so much about sports? It’s just pathetic.

[Kitan Etos]

That's quite the judgement call there.

[Ahriman]

That's quite the judgement call there.

What's the judging part?

[awty]

There will always be some people, who aren’t interested in making any kind of progress in their lives, (in any way/shape/form). These people are commonly thought of as losers. I’ve even read something online about these people being a “scourge”. Well, if anything, it’s actually most people who are the real “scourge”, because most people cause problems at an overwhelmingly higher rate, than the losers.

It can be argued, that the losers, are only interested in making sure, that they are comfortable, and that their needs are provided for. This is problematic, for the people who are “responsible” for providing the loser, with what he/she needs. However, it is nowhere near as problematic, as what most people are looking for, namely friends/sex/money etc.

When it comes to things that are overrated, sports has got to take the cake. People are obsessed. I’ll admit, watching sports on TV is not the worst thing ever, but even then, people care way too much. And forget playing sports in real life, it’s beyond awful. I recently went to an arcade, and they actually had “sports simulator” modules. Why do people care so much about sports? It’s just pathetic.

As for sports. My son was a natural at most any sport he tried. He had coordination that certainly didn't come from me. He played baseball and football for years in rec leagues and school...he probably would have gone further but he messed up both knees pretty badly. He was good at basketball and could skateboard. He enjoyed it and he learned about teamwork and made lifelong friends.

My brother went to college on a football scholarship which I find funny since I am the one who taught him how to throw a football.

[Neo-Scholastic]

I smell Bacon.

(...refering to the OP.)