I keep coming back to hear this man. A part of me agrees with his expressions. Often I am amused and bemused. Sometimes I totally disagree and feel he has contradicted himself.
I could describe him in several words, but no one around me seems interested in listening. So I sit content knowing if not lakhs, a few thousand people across the earth think like me in the respect of being fond of U.G to some extent.
I find him highly intelligent and entertaining as an orator. He finds the idea of God, as useless, fictional, or rather even more damningly, as "irrelevant".
Now in my state of psychological evolution, I do not claim to know God or prove God to anyone. But I believe in my God. My God. Not your God, their God, Our God...but "My" God.
I realize "My" God is my construct. And I can honestly admit, because it is a fact, that my construct of God is often from borrowed ideas and colored with Prejudice of feelings.
I love and am filled with awe and gratitude that I am lucky enough to be born a Hindu, which is perhaps the only religion on planet earth, so at ease with Atheism, as Atheism is a legitimate and respected tradition of thought, within the fold of Hindu system or Sanatana Dharma.
And I am at ease with both these states of mind. Do I believe in God? Yes.
Why? Because I want to and need to.
How do you know God exists? I don't know. I feel it. But I cannot show you. You are free to arrive at your own conclusions.
Do you understand people, who say, that there is no evidence that there is a God?
Of course yes. There is no evidence, if you define evidence to be 'x and y'. What is to be deemed correct 'evidence' of God? Also, what is the definition of God?....there are countless definitions if you hear long enough; and how can you agree what 'God' is, when you can't even conclusively define what you mean by 'God'.
Do you feel people who do not believe in God, are bad people? - No way. I find the association between good morals, goodness, morality and belief in God, absurd and patently false and dangerous.
And right here I must stop. A vision flashes before me. We can write words, as many gazillions as stars in the multiverses, and yet never ever ever arrive at a singular truth...ever!
This question and answer perpetuates itself to eternity.
To sum it up, I need God, which I consider a pure, intelligent, powerful being, who knows the reason for everything I do not understand, and who looks after my interest kindly, justly and unobtrusively.
And as the 14 year old me figured out, and that anguished night, wrote on a piece of paper, with tear drops making the scrap of paper wet, "God I would have invented you, had others before me not invented you first".
I enjoy so many aspects of life. Fundamentally, I love breathing without pain, and thinking without anguish and speaking without fear. These dimensions of being and expression give me pleasure.
These ...if I may are and should remain the basic achievements of every single atom on Earth. To breathe , speak, and think without fear. I am grateful, I really can do so most of the time.
And as long as I have that..I enjoy being on earth. Life may be boring at times, or there may be pain or grief or too much fun and joy...but as long as through it all, I can breathe, think and speak freely, I feel interested in being alive, and I keep stumbling upon things, thoughts and interactions that bring me joy!.
After venturing far and wide into the maze of thinking...I come back to my simple mind. That is where I am usually happiest anyways.
I could describe him in several words, but no one around me seems interested in listening. So I sit content knowing if not lakhs, a few thousand people across the earth think like me in the respect of being fond of U.G to some extent.
I find him highly intelligent and entertaining as an orator. He finds the idea of God, as useless, fictional, or rather even more damningly, as "irrelevant".
Now in my state of psychological evolution, I do not claim to know God or prove God to anyone. But I believe in my God. My God. Not your God, their God, Our God...but "My" God.
I realize "My" God is my construct. And I can honestly admit, because it is a fact, that my construct of God is often from borrowed ideas and colored with Prejudice of feelings.
I love and am filled with awe and gratitude that I am lucky enough to be born a Hindu, which is perhaps the only religion on planet earth, so at ease with Atheism, as Atheism is a legitimate and respected tradition of thought, within the fold of Hindu system or Sanatana Dharma.
And I am at ease with both these states of mind. Do I believe in God? Yes.
Why? Because I want to and need to.
How do you know God exists? I don't know. I feel it. But I cannot show you. You are free to arrive at your own conclusions.
Do you understand people, who say, that there is no evidence that there is a God?
Of course yes. There is no evidence, if you define evidence to be 'x and y'. What is to be deemed correct 'evidence' of God? Also, what is the definition of God?....there are countless definitions if you hear long enough; and how can you agree what 'God' is, when you can't even conclusively define what you mean by 'God'.
Do you feel people who do not believe in God, are bad people? - No way. I find the association between good morals, goodness, morality and belief in God, absurd and patently false and dangerous.
And right here I must stop. A vision flashes before me. We can write words, as many gazillions as stars in the multiverses, and yet never ever ever arrive at a singular truth...ever!
This question and answer perpetuates itself to eternity.
To sum it up, I need God, which I consider a pure, intelligent, powerful being, who knows the reason for everything I do not understand, and who looks after my interest kindly, justly and unobtrusively.
And as the 14 year old me figured out, and that anguished night, wrote on a piece of paper, with tear drops making the scrap of paper wet, "God I would have invented you, had others before me not invented you first".
I enjoy so many aspects of life. Fundamentally, I love breathing without pain, and thinking without anguish and speaking without fear. These dimensions of being and expression give me pleasure.
These ...if I may are and should remain the basic achievements of every single atom on Earth. To breathe , speak, and think without fear. I am grateful, I really can do so most of the time.
And as long as I have that..I enjoy being on earth. Life may be boring at times, or there may be pain or grief or too much fun and joy...but as long as through it all, I can breathe, think and speak freely, I feel interested in being alive, and I keep stumbling upon things, thoughts and interactions that bring me joy!.
After venturing far and wide into the maze of thinking...I come back to my simple mind. That is where I am usually happiest anyways.
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