.......but I am not sure if I want to totally throw out all belief…...when I looked at my children for the first time…..when I look up at the vastness of the Universe…..when I see how the love of my wife has saved me from a life of lonliness…..when I look at how lucky and blessed I am…....I tend to believe in something….I don’t know what it is….but I sense it is more than me…..I sense something magical and divine within me and everyone.
What an interesting thread this has been. I read pgpb’s post really enjoying it, then I read the many critiques of it and actually couldn’t find much in there to object to either.
Maybe there’s a third sort of something. For myself it is a very visceral connection to the flow of life. Even physically our molecules are endlessly recycled, our DNA plans have a direct physical lineage back to the dawn of time. Our impulses have real roots. There is something of power and comfort in that. Still haven’t figure it out, but none of the above perspectives negate the fact that we actually do stand on the knife edge of infinity stretching out in both directions. And there is some sort of spiritual power in such an appreciation. And I believe pgpb’s above words touch on that
pgpb I hope you stick around and join our discussions.