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Originally posted by Skorpiogurl
I just have this absolute feeling inside of me and I know beyond anything that God is there and that he understands me. I speak to him like a friend to a point where sometimes my friends who are religious say that I am mocking him. My response to that is always the same... "He made me; he knows who I am." It's funny because I am so not religious.
Originally posted by syrinx2112
reply to post by Skorpiogurl
I totally get you, I feel the same way! And when my non-believing friends ask me why and how I can believe in God or a God, and right before I answer, they say "And don't tell me you just have this feeling". Then I say, well "I have this deep rooted feeling".. Seriously, there is no other way to answer this, right?
Thanks for the post!!
I imagine that everyone has a different experience and probably whatever that is, there are lots of other people with a similar experience.
I just have this absolute feeling inside of me and I know beyond anything that God is there and that he understands me.
Originally posted by bogomil
reply to post by cj6
You wrote:
["God is inside of all of us"]
I have a special dispensation from that.
Quote: [" Every individual should have their own personal relationship with God"]
Or not. Some prefer Nirvana or atheism.
In the Bull# Department, a businessman can't hold a candle to a clergyman. 'Cause I gotta tell you the truth, folks. When it comes to bull#, big-time, major league bull#, you have to stand in awe of the all-time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims, religion. No contest. No contest. Religion.
Religion easily has the greatest bull# story ever told. Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there's an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do, every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a special list of ten things he does not want you to do. And if you do any of these ten things, he has a special place, full of fire and smoke and burning and torture and anguish, where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and choke and scream and cry forever and ever 'til the end of time...But He loves you. He loves you, and He needs money! He always needs money! He's all-powerful, all-perfect, all-knowing, and all-wise, somehow just can't handle money! Religion takes in billions of dollars, they pay no taxes, and they always need a little more. Now, you talk about a good bull# story. Holy #!
But I want you to know something, this is sincere, I want you to know, when it comes to believing in God, I really tried. I really, really tried. I tried to believe that there is a God, who created each of us in His own image and likeness, loves us very much, and keeps a close eye on things. I really tried to believe that, but I gotta tell you, the longer you live, the more you look around, the more you realize, something is #ed up.
Something is wrong here. War, disease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime, corruption, and the Ice Capades. Something is definitely wrong. This is not good work. If this is the best God can do, I am not impressed. Results like these do not belong on the resume of a Supreme Being. This is the kind of # you'd expect from an office temp with a bad attitude. And just between you and me, in any decently-run universe, this guy would've been out on his all-powerful ass a long time ago. And by the way, I say "this guy", because I firmly believe, looking at these results, that if there is a God, it has to be a man. No woman could or would ever # things up like this.
So, if there is a God, I think most reasonable people might agree that he's at least incompetent, and maybe, just maybe, doesn't give a #. Doesn't give a #, which I admire in a person, and which would explain a lot of these bad results. So rather than be just another mindless religious robot, mindlessly and aimlessly and blindly believing that all of this is in the hands of some spooky incompetent father figure who doesn't give a #, I decided to look around for something else to worship. Something I could really count on. And immediately, I thought of the sun. Happened like that. Overnight I became a sun-worshipper. Well, not overnight, you can't see the sun at night. But first thing the next morning, I became a sun-worshipper.
Several reasons. First of all, I can see the sun, okay? Unlike some other gods I could mention, I can actually see the sun. I'm big on that. If I can see something, I don't know, it kind of helps the credibility along, you know? So everyday I can see the sun, as it gives me everything I need; heat, light, food, flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, an occasional skin cancer, but hey. At least there are no crucifixions, and we're not setting people on fire simply because they don't agree with us. Sun worship is fairly simple. There's no mystery, no miracles, no pageantry, no one asks for money, there are no songs to learn, and we don't have a special building where we all gather once a week to compare clothing. And the best thing about the sun, it never tells me I'm unworthy. Doesn't tell me I'm a bad person who needs to be saved. Hasn't said an unkind word. Treats me fine. So, I worship the sun. But, I don't pray to the sun. Know why? I wouldn't presume on our friendship. It's not polite. I've often thought people treat God rather rudely, don't you? Asking trillions and trillions of prayers every day. Asking and pleading and begging for favors. Do this, gimme that, I need a new car, I want a better job. And most of this praying takes place on Sunday His day off. It's not nice. And it's no way to treat a friend. But people do pray, and they pray for a lot of different things, you know, your sister needs an operation on her crotch, your brother was arrested for defecating in a mall. But most of all, you'd really like to # that hot little redhead down at the convenience store. You know, the one with the eyepatch and the clubfoot? Can you pray for that? I think you'd have to.
And I say, fine. Pray for anything you want. Pray for anything, but what about the Divine Plan? Remember that? The Divine Plan. Long time ago, God made a Divine Plan. Gave it a lot of thought, decided it was a good plan, put it into practice. And for billions and billions of years, the Divine Plan has been doing just fine. Now, you come along, and pray for something. Well suppose the thing you want isn't in God's Divine Plan? What do you want Him to do? Change His plan? Just for you? Doesn't it seem a little arrogant? It's a Divine Plan. What's the use of being God if every run-down shmuck with a two-dollar prayerbook can come along and # up Your Plan? And here's something else, another problem you might have: Suppose your prayers aren't answered. What do you say? "Well, it's God's will." "Thy Will Be Done." Fine, but if it's God's will, and He's going to do what He wants to anyway, why the # bother praying in the first place? Seems like a big waste of time to me! Couldn't you just skip the praying part and go right to His Will? It's all very confusing. So to get around a lot of this, I decided to worship the sun.
But, as I said, I don't pray to the sun. You know who I pray to? Joe Pesci. Two reasons: First of all, I think he's a good actor, okay? To me, that counts. Second, he looks like a guy who can get things done. Joe Pesci doesn't # around. In fact, Joe Pesci came through on a couple of things that God was having trouble with. For years I asked God to do something about my noisy neighbor with the barking dog, Joe Pesci straightened that cocksucker out with one visit. It's amazing what you can accomplish with a simple baseball bat. So I've been praying to Joe for about a year now. And I noticed something. I noticed that all the prayers I used to offer to God, and all the prayers I now offer to Joe Pesci, are being answered at about the same 50% rate. Half the time I get what I want, half the time I don't. Same as God, 50-50. Same as the four-leaf clover and the horseshoe, the wishing well and the rabbit's foot, same as the Mojo Man, same as the Voodoo Lady who tells you your fortune by squeezing the goat's testicles, it's all the same: 50-50. So just pick your superstition, sit back, make a wish, and enjoy yourself. And for those of you who look to The Bible for moral lessons and literary qualities, I might suggest a couple of other stories for you. You might want to look at the Three Little Pigs, that's a good one. Has a nice happy ending, I'm sure you'll like that. Then there's Little Red Riding Hood, although it does have that X-rated part where the Big Bad Wolf actually eats the grandmother. Which I didn't care for, by the way. And finally, I've always drawn a great deal of moral comfort from Humpty Dumpty. The part I like the best? "All the king's horses and all the king's men couldn't put Humpty Dumpty back together again." That's because there is no Humpty Dumpty, and there is no God. None, not one, no God, never was. In fact, I'm gonna put it this way. If there is a God, may he strike this audience dead! See? Nothing happened. Nothing happened? Everybody's okay? All right, tell you what, I'll raise the stakes a little bit. If there is a God, may he strike me dead. See? Nothing happened, oh, wait, I've got a little cramp in my leg. And my balls hurt. Plus, I'm blind. I'm blind, oh, now I'm okay again, must have been Joe Pesci, huh? God Bless Joe Pesci. Thank you all very much. Joe Bless You!
Originally posted by SaturnFX
Of course there is a part of the brain that give you this "deep rooted" feeling
Check out this neat little graph Here
Seems our brain is generally wired towards belief in such creative ideas as deitys and such...I wonder, do dogs think of a dog deity. (perhaps we are like gods to them).
I understand faith, I understand the feeling, but I see such things as just feelings. I love mom, I feel it, I also would like to believe mom loves me. There is a difference though between moms love for me I do believe in, and a deity I don't believe in.
Mom's love can actually be backed up with evidence..be it hugs, nice words, kisses, helping out, etc. God however has no such evidence.
Not saying there is no god..hell, I donno, perhaps theres 50 of em, but just saying there is no evidence, so why believe...or rather, why believe in a single concept of god (religion)...we may be the god after all.
I encourage people progressing these parts of their brain..it is pleasurable overall and a person whom has a personal connection with something percieved to be greater than themselves quite often makes them a more humble and better person...
All that turns on its ear when they focus in and claim to know...joining a religion, etc...then they take a perfectly natural biological feeling and convert it into a twisted subjective force perpetuated on others to atrophy possibilities.
Originally posted by jmdewey60
reply to post by Skorpiogurl
I imagine that everyone has a different experience and probably whatever that is, there are lots of other people with a similar experience.
I just have this absolute feeling inside of me and I know beyond anything that God is there and that he understands me.
I don't know how to explain my own but I think it has to do a lot with your wiring. I had suggested to me many years ago by a lot of doctors that I should have my colon removed since I was having problems with it that were not going to go away. I told them there was nothing wrong with my colon and the problem was a symptom of a bigger problem. If I would have taken their advise, I would have lost what some people call the second brain which is a lot of wiring that is the source of the "gut feeling" which is precisely what it is. A lot of people commit suicide after having the procedure, something the doctors don't mention ahead of the surgery. Luckily I was warned and knew to blow them off.
The point of all this, is my question, if you had your second brain removed, would you still believe in God?
edit on 9-8-2011 by jmdewey60 because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by eddy2258
You are not alone.
Seems like this book would be perfect for you if you havent read it.
rael.org...
in the site you can download the ebook and it is called intelligent design, by far the best book you will ever read in your life. Were you download it, it has a brief description of what the book is about, its pretty much about LIFE. every single letter, or concept of it, if you just read the table of contents your mind will blow up, and you would want to start reading right ahead.
Im assuming you meditate right?