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February 13-28, 2022
I can argue out from myself and arrive at God it's very easy, it's not all that difficult at all (as long as I can avoid the lies of my culture and philosophy’s ever doubtful initial states) all I need to know to do it is know that I am here that's it, that's all I need to know to know God is it does not follow that God exists because I exist just that my existing proves that God must also
looking at myself I see something far too complex for time and chance to have agreed upon no matter how much time or how many chances my existence, my being, is not a happenstance you could never throw an infinity of atoms up and have a thing like me come down even once not even once, no matter how often you tried I wouldn't ever happen by accident, I just couldn't to claim that dust and ticks and stars and tocks had the least part in making me strains credulity to argue that I am a glorified ape only slightly less so for to get from ape to me is as far big a jump as the jump from nothing at all to everything that is or the jump from non-life to life of any form the only jump, the only possible jump, is to God His the only power, He the only reason for me
looking at my nature I see that the God who made me must for the same reason as my being be a god of love for those better parts of me must come from somewhere again, any number of chances and any amount of time fail, abysmally, at making anything like my personality neither these impersonal infinities nor judgmental deities have even the slightest capability of sharing with me even the smallest part of a personality that doesn’t exist no, that I can love a friend, be lover to my wife raise my children, carefully teach and feed them well proves beyond the faintest shadow of the merest doubt that the God who made me must be personal and loving it cannot be any other way, there is no viable alternative for as absolute nothing cannot beget the least of anything so too an absolute impersonality cannot beget a mind that thinks and cares and loves and laughs all these must grow from God's greater source mere time and chance and hope and wish will not do
and if, in dispute, you say "All truth is relative" were you even right one of us must be wrong you cannot add my truth to your lie and say "Done!" for either thought is in deathly fight with the other
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