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gamko:

Oh, no, of course, you’re right. My mistake.

gamko:

Oh, no, of course, you’re right. My mistake.

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shesmyserenity:

This website is the reason I live

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Mike Doughty on “God” in his memoir: The Book of Drugs —     I struggle with a notion of god-consciousness. I need both reverence and irreverence. I chafe at the word god, and I chafe at self-important atheists. I don’t believe in God-the-dude, who lives somewhere, but I don’t pray to a gaseous ball of energy either, but to something with compassion in the way a human being has compassion.
    A guy in the rooms said “I call it god because it’s easy to spell.”
    …Atheists, your points are often impeccable— but, for me and a bunch of my friends, at least, it works. Or, maybe I should say, it can work. You want data. I don’t have any. You might want me to quantify the effects of prayer on— what? — pulse rate, income level, serotonin secretion, indices of satisfaction. You probably can’t take me seriously if I don’t have a solid hypothesis on who/what/why god is, a firm set of givens, but that’s not possible for me — my version of god is one thing one day, another thing the next, yet another thing an hour later. My faith in the usefulness of prayer fluctuates from the prompting of cosmic intervention to a very slight easing of stress. Even to call myself agnostic is to presume a lot more sense and rigor than I could muster.
    Key to me is what the rock legend said: You’re like a flea contemplating the Empire State Building. What’s there is too vast for a human being to get his or her head around. The only shred of rational justification — and I mean justification to myself, I’m not presenting an argument here — is this: if you believe in evolution, and thus believe that dogs aren’t as smart as pigs, which aren’t as smart as dolphins, which aren’t as smart as humans, you must believe there’s an evolutionary step — millions of years down the line — beyond the current state of humanness. There must be things we aren’t sophisticated enough, as animals, to comprehend — to perceive, even.
    (To believe we’re the pinnacle of evolution — that no facet of reality could elude our understanding — might be thought of as along the lines of the book of Genesis: god made man in his own image. God gave man dominion over the animals.)

Exactly! I hate tv shows and movies that “enhance” photos or videos with the click of a button.

aquamarinespinnerlover:

Well, they certainly know their target audience.

aquamarinespinnerlover:

Well, they certainly know their target audience.

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