If what they believe is true, one day they may be forced to realize their mistakes.
I am not a sinner.
A sin is a transgression against a god. I do not believe any gods exist, therefore I have never sinned. Maybe I have done things people can accuse me of that are immoral or unethical or both, but I have never sinned.
Christians are such hateful losers they completely ignore the ENTIRE POINT of the “son of God” suffering and dying for their sins.
The ENTIRE POINT is we’re all sinners, and we all have a chance at redemption.
This idea, while laudable, is laughably immature with failing to realize that Christians are still openly religous because they cannot forgive sinners for sinning.
They specifically do not understand their own religion, or this would not have to be a sentiment at all.
I was at a Pride event yesterday and considered asking the “god hates f**” crowd why my sin is their problem. Then I figured that would be giving them too much attention.
Yeah, unless you’re particularly well equipped for that type of interaction, you’re unlikely to get any kind of satisfying outcome by asking them a question
Those sorts of people have a lot of experience gish galloping, rationalizing their own contradictions, and feeling smug about whatever bullshit response they give.
I don’t think their facade is impossible to engage with or break through, but it will always take more than one clever question to get there.
Yea that was part of the decision. I wasn’t prepared enough to confront them out of the blue, but I was raised Catholic. I have an idea of how deep their “care” for us really is
I can tell you what they would answer. They would say that they are desperate to save your soul from an eternity in hell. That’s what those bigots actually think.
If sin is defined as anything that separates you from god….
And god’s non-existence is what separates us….
Then isn’t god the sinner here? Not me.
The original sin wasn’t done by you yet you are blamed and supposed to get punished for it, so i assume the same goes for gods non-existence
of course.
They have to explain why you need to buy absolution.
My interpretation was that the original sin was “eating the fruit of the knowledge of good and evil” aka developing consciousness. Once you have a consciousness and see the world in terms of “right” and “wrong” it’s very difficult to go back, so people blindly stumble forward never questioning what good and evil really are because it requires an amount of self reflection that could lead to psychic suicide.
So the bible story isn’t about a god at all, just about humans developing conciousness and realizing how terrible things are or something?
I would say most people do think about and question what is right and wrong though, i don’t see how thinking about morality would lead to “psychic suicide”, contemplating existence on the other hand can easily lead to physical suicide
Yeah, something like that. God as described in the Bible makes no sense to me. He’s just a placeholder for the the unknowable answer. And if that’s the case there’s nothing that restricts the concept of “God” to the Christian religion. To restrict God to Christianity is to restrict an entity that by definition can’t be known to be restricted.
Modern Christianity feels very “anti-god” to me in a weird way because they act like they “know God” better than other people.
Idk. I don’t think I’ll ever come to a final conclusion on the topic, and I wouldn’t want to. But I like exploring my philosophy and expanding it by folding in ideas from my personal experiences. I’m always willing to question everything, but I can also choose when not to question it.
Yeah, I agree with that. I think it’s the same sentiment as what I feel towards my parents. I didn’t ask to exist, but they created me anyway and now I have to live with the consequences of their actions. Regardless of what my parent’s intentions were, I have been subjected to human experience through no choice of my own.
BUT I’m not going to peace out right now because after digging myself out all the shame and self-loathing I’ve buried myself in I’ve actually come to enjoy being alive.
So on the one hand I curse my parents for my existence, but I also thank them. The ability to explore the gamut of human emotions is fun, even if those emotions fuckin’ suck sometimes.
I’m constantly going back and forth on whether or not I believe in “God” because every time I try to imagine what that would even mean my understanding of reality shifts in a way. I certainly don’t believe in a white bearded man living in the clouds, but I believe in me, and I believe in you, and I believe in the you that believes in me and one day I’ll find out if this drill really can pierce the heavens.
