Clever troll posting on message board:
"Nothing by definition cannot exist; thus there is something after death.
This doesn't prove Christianity, but it debunks Atheism.
Problem, Darwincandy-asss?"
Me acting like a know-it-all douche:
"Your semantics are weak. Experiencing life is something even ants can
do. Maybe every spec of dirt feels something in ways impossible to
communicate. Dying, transiting into another form, as other forms
transited into you; it's not some mystic spiritual bullshit. It's
science. Animals and vegetation compose most what isn't water in people.
Observation points more to recycled slop getting convoluted than divine
personas (read: characters people invent for themselves to be) branding
us with behavioral or perceptual likeness.
People believe in
higher powers because they want to be deified; live in a controlled
pretend reality where they can get facial expressions out of human
bodies that no longer have beating hearts.
If you want to
assimilate with what's good, be engulfed in another soul's approval, and
find "meaning," I suggest doing it with logic. Having faith isn't a bad
thing, but not thinking drives people in circles."
Is humoring myself a form a masturbation?
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