Arguing with a Christian about God is like arguing with God about atheism, because they are in fact the exact same thing. The Christian is never trying to prove that God is real, after all, but simply that their is no one in the world that can prove to them He is not; not even God himself.
They believe that their "faith" is being tested whenever anyone suggests that a belief in God is irrational, which it so obvious to atheists but sounds completely insane to Christians. Like Narcissus, the Christian has fallen in love with the reflection of their own exalted, personified perfection, that they call God, and they want everyone else to accept it, because the "picture" they worship is so beautiful.
The Christian can only see the young woman in that famous psychology picture, in this sense, and never the old woman. And anyone who tries to point out the other image ends up being crucified for it.
Christians are not basing their beliefs on any verifiable evidence for God, in this respect, but on an experience that they then interpret to be either God, or proof of his existence and undying love for them. They are trapped inside of that early arcade game, Pong, and batted back and forth in a badminton game between their hope and their fear, with one forever dreaming of perfection and paradise, and the other forever trying to outrun the reality of our mortality, and the grave.
And in order to keep these two fantasy's sternly moored in place, Christians construct a morality (based, of course, on what they personally define as "human perfection") and proceed to inoculate their children's souls through the syringe of indoctrination. That indoctrination is designed to create an emotional addiction to the God that continually proves his love for us by triggering our brains to salivate endorphins at the sound of Church bells, and the prospect of nourishing one's soul through an act of spiritual cannibalism.
That all of this sounds so obvious to an atheist but like pure nonsense to a Christian, is because the former understands the world through what science can teach, while the other understands the world only through what they have learned from their religion. One seeks to understand who we are, while the other claims to know already. One sees everything and seeks to understand what it all means, and the other claims to know what it all means without having to see a single thing. One asks the question, "what is truth?" And the other presumes to answer, "Let me tell you." And as one follows the symbol of a fish, the other works to free people from the fish bowl.
They believe that their "faith" is being tested whenever anyone suggests that a belief in God is irrational, which it so obvious to atheists but sounds completely insane to Christians. Like Narcissus, the Christian has fallen in love with the reflection of their own exalted, personified perfection, that they call God, and they want everyone else to accept it, because the "picture" they worship is so beautiful.
The Christian can only see the young woman in that famous psychology picture, in this sense, and never the old woman. And anyone who tries to point out the other image ends up being crucified for it.
Christians are not basing their beliefs on any verifiable evidence for God, in this respect, but on an experience that they then interpret to be either God, or proof of his existence and undying love for them. They are trapped inside of that early arcade game, Pong, and batted back and forth in a badminton game between their hope and their fear, with one forever dreaming of perfection and paradise, and the other forever trying to outrun the reality of our mortality, and the grave.
And in order to keep these two fantasy's sternly moored in place, Christians construct a morality (based, of course, on what they personally define as "human perfection") and proceed to inoculate their children's souls through the syringe of indoctrination. That indoctrination is designed to create an emotional addiction to the God that continually proves his love for us by triggering our brains to salivate endorphins at the sound of Church bells, and the prospect of nourishing one's soul through an act of spiritual cannibalism.
That all of this sounds so obvious to an atheist but like pure nonsense to a Christian, is because the former understands the world through what science can teach, while the other understands the world only through what they have learned from their religion. One seeks to understand who we are, while the other claims to know already. One sees everything and seeks to understand what it all means, and the other claims to know what it all means without having to see a single thing. One asks the question, "what is truth?" And the other presumes to answer, "Let me tell you." And as one follows the symbol of a fish, the other works to free people from the fish bowl.
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