Every time I sit on the dunny to unburden myself, I contemplate the issue of God and gods… and by the time I am finished cleaning away the remnants, I am yet again irrefragably convinced that the whole delusion is a failure of human reasoning and a testament to our inability to fathom the extent of turpitude that any such creator would ineluctably have to have, given that it created reality the way it is.
But it gets even more wicked; if indeed there is an Imbecilic Designer (I3D), then we were designed biologically incomplete — we cannot biologically internally auto-manufacture all the necessary amino acids needed for our existence (we are biologically less complete than bacteria) — consequently, we need to devour the cells of other creatures instead of, say, sunbathing for a few hours a day while just mouthing handfuls of clay. Thus, we have to kill other creatures (fauna and flora) and rob them of their amino acids and cellular materials to complete the manufacturing of our own cells.
But the grotesque schadenfreude does not end here… our digestive systems are not even close to being efficient, therefore a big percentage of the butchered creatures we ingest just pass through our tracts inefficiently utilized and go to waste… hence our killing sprees have to be carried out more frequently than would have otherwise been necessary.
This of course results in all sorts of strife and misery and mayhem as a result of our continuous strive for procuring more and more cells, bloodily wrenched off of their original owners. But even more egregiously, we often have to splatter the cells of other humans while competing with them for control over the sources of cells to ravish (whether for consumption or coition).
But the appalling depravity does not end there… the waste matter that results from our interminable thievery of other creatures’ cells, KILLS US by resulting in all sorts of internal diseases and failures of the digestive system itself. Furthermore, the waste matter eventually percolating through the water systems and habitations results in external diseases and plagues and all but endless suffering and torment.
So as you can see, on the stage of reality, the mere act of sitting on the loo and the denouement of having to scrape clean our derrières, ought to compel any rational thinker to conclude that any god delusion is something that humanity has pulled out of their malodorous orifices. And just as more often than not, all those mangled remains of creatures passing through our anuses result in damaging our orifices, so have the god fecal matter damaged the collective anus called humanity.
"I don't know if God exists, but it would be better for His reputation if He didn't." ― Jules Renard
God concepts + reality ==> Paradoxical conclusions ==> either reality is a delusion or God concepts are false... but... if reality is a delusion then so are any god concepts... ergo... god concepts are a falsity... QED!!!
The mere fact that we need to kill things and ingest them to be able to perpetuate our desultory existence as creatures, is a testament to either… the utter inept incompetent imbecility of this creator (I3D)… or … if it intended it this way… abject villainy of this tinkerer and sordid SADISM of this execrable intentional creator of misery and suffering.But it gets even more wicked; if indeed there is an Imbecilic Designer (I3D), then we were designed biologically incomplete — we cannot biologically internally auto-manufacture all the necessary amino acids needed for our existence (we are biologically less complete than bacteria) — consequently, we need to devour the cells of other creatures instead of, say, sunbathing for a few hours a day while just mouthing handfuls of clay. Thus, we have to kill other creatures (fauna and flora) and rob them of their amino acids and cellular materials to complete the manufacturing of our own cells.
But the grotesque schadenfreude does not end here… our digestive systems are not even close to being efficient, therefore a big percentage of the butchered creatures we ingest just pass through our tracts inefficiently utilized and go to waste… hence our killing sprees have to be carried out more frequently than would have otherwise been necessary.
This of course results in all sorts of strife and misery and mayhem as a result of our continuous strive for procuring more and more cells, bloodily wrenched off of their original owners. But even more egregiously, we often have to splatter the cells of other humans while competing with them for control over the sources of cells to ravish (whether for consumption or coition).
But the appalling depravity does not end there… the waste matter that results from our interminable thievery of other creatures’ cells, KILLS US by resulting in all sorts of internal diseases and failures of the digestive system itself. Furthermore, the waste matter eventually percolating through the water systems and habitations results in external diseases and plagues and all but endless suffering and torment.
So as you can see, on the stage of reality, the mere act of sitting on the loo and the denouement of having to scrape clean our derrières, ought to compel any rational thinker to conclude that any god delusion is something that humanity has pulled out of their malodorous orifices. And just as more often than not, all those mangled remains of creatures passing through our anuses result in damaging our orifices, so have the god fecal matter damaged the collective anus called humanity.
"I don't know if God exists, but it would be better for His reputation if He didn't." ― Jules Renard
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