Whateverist
Active Member
When I was a young kid I imagined God as a beardy guy in the sky. Soon I stopped thinking God was real because it didn't jive with everything else I knew about the world and because my very religious father was away with the navy and my mother wasn't dragging seven of us there alone. I pretty much figured it was just old superstition held together by long habit. I was pretty dismissive and naively thought science was all the reality we were going to get.
Now I think I had been rash. The real decision isn't whether you do or don't think God exists but what you think the word refers to and what value it has had to people since before the written word.
I do think it is real but I see it neither as a who nor a what but simply as something prior. Nothing like a watchmaker let alone a supernatural being or even any kind of being apart from the cosmos. I don't think it has a master plan or plays favorites or offers any kind of immortality whether in suffering or happiness. The only sense of continuation of life it offers is the realization of being part of something ancient that will go on through other beings when our time is up.
Now I think I had been rash. The real decision isn't whether you do or don't think God exists but what you think the word refers to and what value it has had to people since before the written word.
I do think it is real but I see it neither as a who nor a what but simply as something prior. Nothing like a watchmaker let alone a supernatural being or even any kind of being apart from the cosmos. I don't think it has a master plan or plays favorites or offers any kind of immortality whether in suffering or happiness. The only sense of continuation of life it offers is the realization of being part of something ancient that will go on through other beings when our time is up.