Proof of the Existence of God:
What supports my present experience at this very moment? There must be an answer to the question of my conscious experience. My existence necessitates that something else also “exists” which sustains me, and gives rise to my life as I know it.
Even if science can explain it all, it is still attempting to explain “it all”, pointing toward some answer. By my limited perspective of the greater picture I can only reason that my five senses are absolutely limited in their ability to explain anything, really. This is the basic fact of my waking life, that it is a mere perspective riddled with opinions. It’s always a given that when I listen to someone I trust they are telling me the truth, but are they really actually imparting something to me?
All their words represent is an opinion or perspective on the world, losing any type of legitimacy from the start. First fact of life; Perspective. Taken a step further doubly destroys the coherency of anything another tells me; the meaning behind their word will never be grasped by me, as he knows it. I can only interpret his utterances through my experiences which involve that word, which are completely different than his. Second fact: I can’t comprehend another’s perspective 100%, it’s always an interpretation.
And the result? It’s almost useless to grasp the meaning others hold and the understanding they have. The second implication is that your understanding is also put into question. You know it in some personal way, having some “truthful” access to it, but it’s a confused and limited way of understanding.
So, something really grand and unique must exist that provides “existence energy” to myself and these other things that seem to be in the world. There has to be one, because if there were two it wouldn’t be the ultimate thing, being rivaled. This being, by its nature has no separations, is totally unified, and therefore must know itself through itself. We on the other hand know ourselves only in reference to what we are not. It is because you have a larger nose that I have a small nose. The concept “large nose” is the reason “small nose” exists, because a “small nose” is a nose which is the opposite of large. The concept God, exists because we can conceive of a being which is self sustaining, and self defining.
And on a tangent, this substance intuitively seems to require infinite ways to express itself, as it must be unlimited in its power. My concept of imperfection, in reference to an ultimate life source, is a key convincing factor to believing in the existence of perfection, undefinable by our standards and sensual expressions. We are mere faces of a greater self, arms and legs and extensions of that which supports us. My knowledge of being limited immediately tugs my consciousness to reflection on something greater.
My final question. If you have the faith to believe in this greater being, wouldn’t its infinite power necessitate that you would have access to its full experience of being? Wouldn’t he makes this a fact of life, that any part of this substance already be in the experience of the substance? Wouldn’t God create only perfect things, things exactly like himself in every way? And finally, my gap as a human from my fact as a God must mean one thing, I’m hiding from myself for some absurd and illogical reason. A God great enough to support all of life must necessarily create me as great, or else I’m forced to laugh and point at the illegitimacy of this conception of God. God by definition is greatest, most powerful, most true, and primary. I accept no idea beyond my own perspective, except the idea/fact which holds my present experience of writing this article in my mind. I must be connected, and I must have access to everything. These I see to be facts of life. The meaning of life. God is, I am, We are one, yet something is hiding this. Being bound to a body is not a blessing. It’s a curse to be trapped, limited, and unfulfilled. The experience beyond tempts me.
Life is all about one choice. Faith in a substance beyond your perspective, or not?
I can’t imagine any explanation which rationally convinces me to deny this substance.
Can you?

nope I cannot. Loved the thread! theres much to talk about here :)))

“Wouldn’t God create only perfect things, things exactly like himself in every way? ... A God great enough to support all of life must necessarily create me as great, or else I’m forced to laugh and point at the illegitimacy of this conception of God.”

God didnt create you perfectly… but he created you with the ability to become perfect… Said Jesus on the Sermon on the Mount: “Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect.” Its gonna take some work my friend, but you cant do it alone, and no matter your best efforts, you will always fall short… there is song by relient k that says “the beauty of grace is that it makes life not fair” :) just do your best, and God will do the rest, he doesnt expect you to do more, but shouldnt try do any less than that either

OK, didn’t reply to this when I saw it this summer, just figured that stinky had visited the candy dish once too many times lately. I don’t think there’s much meat here, guys. Why human beings need to rationalize everything this way, I can’t imagine. It’s like, I am the most wonderful thing there is, I can’t have just appeared here, something even greater than I am must have made me and put me into this situation so that is all that I would think about all the time. Computers do that sometimes, an endless loop… Good lord, get a life! Are you on drugs?!!? I am praying that you are… If you want me to get esoteric, too, pass some over this way…

ellistopher wrote:>”Wouldn’t God create only perfect things, things exactly like himself in every way? ... A God great enough to support all of life must necessarily create me as great, or else I’m forced to laugh and point at the illegitimacy of this conception of God.” God didnt create you perfectly… but he created you with the ability to become perfect…

Yes, yes, and yes. Perfection isn’t about what you are now, it’s about potentiality.
As to Stinky’s proof of the existence of G-d: look at a leaf. Or a wave crashing. Or, hell, two assholes arguing about nothing. It’s all about repeatable patterns, predictable, sometimes dumb, but it’s a pattern.