the Wordherder Online

I offer my Facebook friends the special privilege of reading my ridiculously long comments to their simple little status posts. Sometimes these turn into fun and stimulating debates, sometimes my “friends” quickly search for the “ignore user” option that Facebook supplies.

One such moment occurred sometime this morning as the sun began to peek up from the horizon. The topic was of Religion because certainly there is no better way to begin an early Monday morning than to challenge someone online with opposition to their views on Religion.

Behold!  an unedited (ok, edited slightly for length) transcript and proof of why I annoy the hell out of otherwise faithful Facebook friends:

Nell: thinks anyone who claims to believe that there is no God is either ignorant or full of shit. There, I said it.

Jeremy: “God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?” – Nietzsche

I think Nietzsche was not debating in god as a concept… only that we seem either too arrogant, too ignorant, or perhaps too self-reliant that we have stopped looking to heavens for the answers we continually seek.

Nell:
I think it’s a bit arrogant to think that human kind has the power to destroy its creator, even if it is only symbolic, since we are the ones that are truly dying, physically, and in the given case, spiritually. Interesting concept, though. One of my favourite quotes is from Nietzsche.

Jeremy:
it might be something different than arrogance… or at least arrogance with a purpose.

one of the most universal moments that all animals, most especially humans, share is a moment in their life where they must separate from the nest, so to speak for us at least… in order to live their own personal lives and make their own personal choices. this leads first to discovering one’s self which in turn aids in finding that perfect mate for us to reproduce the best possible future of our species.

as people, we go through teenage years of building defiance to our parents… some sooner, some longer, some worse, some better, than others.  though it doesn’t always seem obvious… this helps us discover self-reliance to allow us to create our own lives away from our parents.

what if, as human civilisation progressed to the point that most Western cultures have achieved, we have reached a point in our species development to strike out on our own?  Nietzsche meant this when he talked that we killed god.  Whether god is a wizard in the sky, a force of nature, a form of fate, a flying spaghetti monster, or even a balance of dark and light… none of us can really truly speak of knowing.   but i don’t think that matters really in the slightest.

if god exists and an atheist doesn’t believe god exists, god still exists. if god does not exist and those of faith believe that god does exist, god still does not exist.

but if we find answers, questions, strengths, weaknesses, happiness, or sadness in either the belief or disbelief of a god… the THOSE are what truly exist. those are and have always mattered more. and those are undeniable.  if i find strength in a faith… no one can tell me that i don’t find strength in a faith.  in the end… it doesn’t matter at all what we call our higher powers, does it?  it has never mattered what name we give them, what face, image, or depiction that we give them. it has never mattered what stories we pretend that they command us to spread, does it?    what matters and has always mattered is a very personal thing that we might not be too good at sharing because perhaps it was never meant to be shared.  its our own faith, our own strength.   and i think the realisation of that is what killed God because it brings god’s purpose into us.  and no one outside of us could ever say a damn thing about what we have inside ourselves.

I think I rather like that response. Well, of course I do… its MY response, lol. Can’t argue with personal belief, right?  haha.