Christianity: Outside Looking In In the Western part of the world, Christianity is familiar with almost everyone. Many people, at the very least, claim to believe in God in the Western world. But what exactly is Christianity? The obvious answer is, of course, that Christianity is the religion that believes in God and Jesus Christ's sacrifice to save humanity from their sins. There's more to Christianity than this, and shall be discussed in more detail. Specifically, the origins of Christianity and how it became a world religion, what makes Christianity unique, and the differences in the denominations of Christianity shall be discussed.
Let's start with Christianity's origins, and how it came to be a major world religion. Christianity started off as a sect of Judaism in Palestine and Israel in the 1st Century AD, so the first Christians were Hebrew. Christianity then spread to other nations across the Middle East, into Egypt, and the Roman Empire (so
Agnostic Atheist How do you go about proving God's existence or nonexistence? I would like to discuss it because it's usually avoided in polite conversation for good reason. But this essay or rant or whatever is not polite conversation and will probably offend some people.
First of all, how do we prove God's existence? Well, from what I know, there is no hard, empirical evidence that proves God's existence. There isn't any, none, and the Bible obviously doesn't count because it only assumes God exists; it never factually proves that God exists. Miracles don't count either, common sense can even dictate they aren't real. And people that say they know God helped them out can't actually prove it, they just believe that a coincidence was simply an act of God. It's not just limited to beneficial coincidences, some people even believe God punished them for being sinful. Is there any proof that God seems to randomly help or hinder his creations? No, there isn't, only assumptions are made as t
Keeps gnawing at my gut
Won't let me sleep
Can't satisfy it
Nothing to eat
Hurts like hell
Leave me be
BlossomJust move on
Old wounds should be healed
Spring is here
The sun sets
Look out to the east
Your new life
Musing On Illusion and RealityWhat is reality if not a set of agreed upon illusions?
Our illusion of greater control over a planet that we are not separate from but part of.
Our illusion of physical solidity that only holds relevance in terms of what we compare ourselves to.
Our illusion of having greater feeling, consciousness and complexity than other life forms that we cannot be, therefore cannot fully comprehend.
Our endless array of theories and categorizations that we use to box ourselves and others with, willfully pushing into those boxes even when there is no fit, as if fit exists within the many concepts we try to manifest into solidity.
Our illusion that agreed upon realities have somehow been static over time, rather than morphing with prevailing cultural winds.
Our illusions about what is possible. Our assumption that everything already known is all there is to know, and the myopic decisions we make as a result of that. The impossible and magical simply morphs into the scientific with a grea
.owt ni tihgRI wish I could go back in time.
And no, not to see dinosaurs.
No, I do not want to go to fix my mistakes.
I just want to watch humans evolve.
Because I know that from the start we were made in order to divide. You know, like right in two. Taking two halves of the resources, split them with the sharp stone blade. Divide all you have instead of uniting.
We all have the reason, but since we’re the ones who called it reason is it truly what we say it is? Our “reason” as we call it is to survive. But not as the mass, but rather as the individual. Everything we do on a daily basis comes back to benefiting ourselves.
Don’t believe me?
The first counterpoint I created to my own theory was friendship. We are the social wonders of the world, our communication leading to such advance developments. But friends are there to give us comfort, to help us and to share with us. Honestly everything a friend is for is a benefit. When we give to them to make them a friend, we are re
ReflexionsControl, power, peace, solitude. He didn’t need any other desire, ambition, thought or wall. Nothing like an obstacle on his path towards destiny. All his world belong to only him, and his fingers controlled everything around his domains. His silent life, solitary and gentle silence were his words. His desires, thoughts and wishes were his motivations. The clairvoyance and truth vision of the outside world, his pure eyes. His path, filled with obstacles but also future victories were his locomotion. And his beloved companions, the will for fight and his own life. His freedom, was something he very knew was to be gained. Everybody could fight destiny, or…ally with it and let it make the choices.
Control. Word itself filled with strength and authority. Only gained through force, diplomacy, or the word of a higher existence. But at what price, one could gain such ability. Words are powerful enough to take over anything, mark truths where lies are hidden and transform the
Things seemed to have never changed...Looks like things don't change:
From space to space.
As technology advances.
We are still left with disasters....
From time to time.
Wars, disease, racism and others.
Seem to recycle every single day....
Nothing seems to have changed...
An intelligent thoughtIntelligence should not be judged by the questions one ask but by the answers one gives