"Interestingly one proof of God assumes a lesser being as a straw man. Cannot have it, it would appear, ergo greater beings exist.. i.e. Gawd almighteeee...
Truth by its very definition is knowable. If we cannot know it, we cease to argue or understand, as all understanding is based on truth and non truth. Capiche?"
See...you cannot just toss words around and make a snowflake. Firstly...what in the Hell does "greater" mean? Does God have a great penis? If you want to paint a picture, you cannot just fling a can of paint at the canvas. Or can you?
Do you "know" that something can come from nothing? If God ultimately had existence prior to each and every thing that is NOT God (most people today consider that there exists "not God"), and if God was therefore ALL or EVERYTHING...then creation is either an extension of God's Being--or it is the quintessential evidence of something from nothing.
Now if you take this antitheses to the accepted logic of provability as being axiomatic...then you piddle on all proofs--especially Godel's.
If Creation is simply the expression of God--the trees are my feet, the clouds are my eyes--well...fine. We can call God, Mrs. Universe...or Solon's Place. But the contrary argument that ALL was nothing and was not a PART of God but rather was CREATED out of NOTHING; a God who occupied all space and non space, all time and non time, all mind and non mind--THAT assumes the falsity of all logic and the suspension of all rational thought. Indeed, to assume that God is NOT the tree and the Dog Star is to envision a God of NOTHINGNESS: a God who exists apart from all that IS real and "knowable".
This is the problem with all "God" proofs. They begin with the irrational assumption that something must exist "greater" than or "older" than what is. Thus they proceed to "prove" the existence of this chunk of nothing. If this sort of logic was immanent in the universe, then God herself would be arguing (long before She "made" existence outside of Herself) that there MUST be a "greater" Being than me. After all...how did I get so wise? Does not wisdom begin with a tiny seed? Where is daddy; where is mommy? Why does it feel so good when I touch myself there?
How do I make something? All matter is Me; all "spirit" is me; all "something" is me; all "nothing" is me. If I had a saw...but what would I make a saw from? Perhaps a tree--but what do I make a tree from? And before I can cut down the tree to make a saw, I need to make the saw. Damn it all to Hell! I wish daddy were still here...
First I need to make some light. I don't need to see; but how will people be able to dress up pretty if they can't see? I need to make some light! YES! I will make it out of NOTHING! EUREKA!! I am going to make so many damn things out of nothing! Of course, I will kill everything that moves, but I won't send it back to NOTHING. I will just let everything transmute from one thing to the next. And someday I will learn to play the piano. I swear to Daddy that I will... |
