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| | | | | | Plenty of these are like a mule punch of awesome from a wise Mike Tyson. | | | |
| | | | | | | Existence of of a zillion dogmas is eminently provable.
Gods existence, less so. | | | |
| | | | | | | Praise Jesus, this is fuking brilliant. | | | |
| | | | | | | Myths and fairy tales are not true
by TODD E. FEINBERG, M.D.
'Myths and fairy tales are not true.' There is no Easter Bunny, there is no Santa Claus, and Moses may never have existed. Worse yet, I have increasing difficulty believing that there is a higher power ruling the universe. This is my dangerous idea. It is not a dangerous idea to those who do not share my particular world view or personal fears; to others it may seem trivially true. But for me, this idea is downright horrifying.
I came to ponder this idea through my neurological examination of patients with brain damage that causes a disturbance in their self concepts and ego functions.
Some of theses patients develop, in the course of their illness and recovery (or otherwise), disturbances of self and personal relatedness that create enduring delusions and metaphorical confabulations regarding their bodies, their relationships with loved ones, and their personal experiences. A patient I examined with a right hemisphere stroke and paralyzed left arm claimed that the arm was actually severed from his brother's body by gang members, thrown in the East river, and later attached to the patient's shoulder. Another patient with a ruptured brain aneurysm and amnesia who denied his disabilities claimed he was planning to adopt (a phantom) child who was in need of medical assistance.
These personal narratives, produced by patients in altered neurological states and therefore without the constraints imposed by a fully functioning consciousness, have a dream-like quality, and constitute 'personal myths' that express the patient's beliefs about themselves. The patient creates a metaphor in which personal experiences are crystallized in a metaphor in the form of an external real or fictitious persons, objects, places, or events. When this occurs, the metaphor serves as a symbolic representation or externalization of the patient's feelings that the patient does not realize originate from within the self.
There is an intimate relationship between my patients' narratives and socially endorsed fairy tales and mythologies. This is particularly apparent when mythologies deal with themes relating to a loss of self, personal identity or death. For many people, the notion of personal death is extremely difficult to grasp and fully accommodate within one's self image. For many, in order to go on with life, death must be denied. Therefore, to help the individual deal with the prospect of the inevitability of personal death, cultural and religious institutions provide metaphors of everlasting life. Just as my patients adapt to difficult realities by creating metaphorical substitutes, it appears to me that beliefs in angels, deities and eternal souls can be understood in part as wish fulfilling metaphors for an unpleasant reality that most of us cannot fully comprehend and accept.
Unfortunately, just as my patients' myths are not true, neither are those that I was brought up to believe in. | | | |
| | | | | | | that is an awfully long comment. Perhaps, instead of you posting that here, you can submit it, and we can all just read the fucking link? Whadda you say? Deal? | | | |
| | | | | | | Myths and religion are just ways to order the chaos of the waking world. They are Truth in that they reflect the reality of our interaction with the physical world. Did the Ancient Greeks have a dirty for the anus? | | | |
| | | | | | | Emo Philips When I was a kid I used to pray every night for a new bicycle. Then I realised that the Lord doesn't work that way so I stole one and asked Him to forgive me. 89 votes | | | |
| | | | | | | wolfer you think like I do... that's teh awes0mer | | | |
| | | | | | | | | | | | Mental institutions the world over are full of people who are convinced that personal experience is a valid gauge of reality. | | | |
| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | uart said: 'that is an awfully long comment'
It was relative.
Here is short and sweet v v v
'The fact that a believer is happier than a sceptic is no more to the point than the fact that a drunken man is happier than a sober one. The happiness of credulity is a cheap and dangerous quality.'
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| | | | | | | John Adams, 2nd President of the United States : The Government of the United States is in no sense founded on the Christian religion.
43rd President George W. Bush, United States : The United States is a Christian nation founded upon Christian principles and beliefs
Who would know the truth- a Founding Father or the idiot from Texas. | | | |
| | | | | | | wait, I thought we were pagan..? | | | |
| | | | | | | 'And if there were a God, I think it very unlikely that He would have such an uneasy vanity as to be offended by those who doubt His existence'
YES. | | | |
| | | | | | | Jesus and Satan were having an ongoing argument about who was better on his computer. They had been going at it for days, and God was tired of hearing all the bickering. Finally, God said, 'Cool it. I am going to set up a test which will take two hours and I will judge who does the better job.'
So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away. They moused. They did spreadsheets. They wrote reports. They sent faxes. They sent e-mail. They sent out e-mail with attachments. They downloaded. They did some genealogy reports. They made cards. They did every known job. But, ten minutes before the time was up, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, thunder rolled, the rain poured, and, of course, the electricity went off.
Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed in every curse word known in the underworld. Jesus just sighed. The electricity finally flickered back on, and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically screaming, 'It's gone! It's all gone! I lost everything when the power went out!'
Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all his files from the past two hours. Satan observed this and became even more irate. 'Wait! He cheated! How did he do it??!!' God shrugged and said, 'Jesus Saves.' | | | |
| | | | | | | I don't believe in a god that punishes people who don't believe in his religion.
- Robert Anton Wilson | | | |
| | | | | | | 'I still say a church steeple with a lightning rod on top shows a lack of confidence'
and yet it's a real good idea, judging from the one I saw on the news this week that was burnt to bits after being struck by lightning - inducing me to laugh my ass off, of course. Moral: God doesnt give a shit | | | |
| | | | | | | I always chuckle in the presence of sanctimony and righteousness. | | | |
| | | | | | | That's just your sphincter talking. | | | |
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