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Theories: Gods Play Things... musings about life |
Posted by
RavensSoul on Monday, August 18, 2003 - 04:09 AM PST
Quite often, I find myself staring out my window or just lying in my bed thinking; My thoughts often wondering to my life and existence in general. On more than one occasion, I've lain trying to explain my own existence to myself and usually to no avail. It's the simple musings of a 15 year old kid, who is uneducated in almost all things religion and who only has theory to base her being a part of this world on.
I've come up with many things as to what god is or how we came to be, my favorite theory being " Gods Play Things," It goes something like, The universe and everything in existence was given to God by one of his parents when he was a small child, billions upon billions, upon billions of years ago. (god has to have parents because everything comes into being, some way or another)
Earth, being a part of this vast universe given to god, may have been one of his favorites, just as all children have a favorite toy that they refuse to let go of... it may have been a newer toy... much much never than his universe. That would explain how young earth is in comparison to the rest of the universe. Well, on this new toy...er, uh Earth, there was nothing. So he got things to make his new toy better.. He got water and trees and creatures... He made life on his Earth to make it a more beautiful, entertaining toy... one not only fun to play with, but nice to look at as well... But, even the most beautiful, fun toy gets boring.... so as most children do... they break the toy.. or get something different to add to it... or start it over.
This change could have been the destruction of dinosaurs because they go too boring.. or an ice age because God thought white would be a nice change considering it was nothing but blue and green before. But anyways, as all children do, god found a way to change this toy. And when he got bored with that, he changed it again, because some children just refuse to give up on that toy they hold so dear... and this may be where people come in to play. We were the "new thing" added to this toy of Gods, after some of the changes before. He put his little people on the planet, maybe in his image because kids like toys that look like them (like little girls and their baby dolls).
But anyways, god put us here, and he watched us. He played with us. Pouring water on us to make floods or tropical storms that are so destructive (kind of like little boys pouring a cup of water onto an ant hill to see what happens), or shaking or blowing on us to give us earthquakes and windstorms (other things small children to do torment insects). He watched how we lived our little lives and how we grew and became better... but as we grew and became better and some of us stopped believing in the power he had over us. He stopped being so interested in us, because even God has to grow up.
As the Earth aged and the people changed... God aged and began to change, himself... tiring of the beloved toy of his childhood... abandoning the little things he once held so dear. He did not destroy us; he simply tired of us and put us in his closet, or attic.And that puts us where we are now.... an almost godless society, thriving off our own self-righteousness and the fear of the unknown... we're the teenage girls lying awake at night, making up stupid little stories of how we came to be or the mother crying over a son lost in war or the proud father or a new baby... We are the ones God grew tired of and simply pushed aside like a forgotten childhood toy.... and like all toys, we will be lost and found again. We will be played with randomly when God decides to clean out his closet and happens across us... and someday we will be worn out and thrown away... as that happens to all toys, no matter how loved they once were....
Well, heh. There's my psychobabble and rantings for the night. I blame lack of sleep and the fact that it's 1:07 a.m. Just one of my many thoughts of how we came to be... not really the smartest thing I've ever came up with, but it's semi-amusing and it does kinda make sense... or maybe I just think that in my infinite amount of weirdness. But, trying to get serious.... even though I've only been around a short while, I've experienced many things that people twice my age will never know and probably things they will never have to know. These things have left me bitter to the thoughts of a higher power and the common belief of "we all have a purpose to serve" and how "everything that happens happens for a reason."
I often find it hard to see good in the things done in the name of religion and God. It's hard for me, in all of my questionings and thoughts because I've tried to find faith and have failed miserably at it... or as some say, faith has not chosen to find me yet... Either way, is it for the greater good that we live our lives as decently as possible... living in harmony and abiding by the laws of a god unknown or should we live in a way prompted by our primal human nature... a way that God may look down upon and sneer at us with disgust for...I don't know..... Do you?(Also, I know there are ways to live in harmony and not have a higher power, or ways to still be a savage beast and claim to have found god.... just thought I'd point it out)
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Re: Gods Play Things... musings about life
by MystryssRavynDarque (A1Mandi04@aol.com)
on Aug 18, 2003 - 10:50 AM
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Interesting theory, yet still flawed, but so all theories shall be. If God has parents, where did his parents come from, and where did their parents come from, and so forth and so on. I know that we all question our existence often, this is shown by two essays on existence coming to be posted around the same time.
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Re: Gods Play Things... musings about life
by Xaoswolf (Xaoswolfatvzavenuedotnet)
on Aug 18, 2003 - 11:58 AM
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If one were to apply this theory with Transformers you get a very disturbing conclusion.
At first there was the series one transformers. Then came the dinobots, insectacons, and all those guys, the short period of beastwars, and then finally, the new season with those crappy little transformers that hang onto big guys and basically just suck.
Seeing as humans are the last big addition to this toy, we'd be those stupid little mini transformers.
My only consolation is that if there is any alien life out there, they would be the equivelent of the GO-Bots, and as such, suck more than we do...
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Re: Gods Play Things... musings about life
by AloneSoul (Fakeemailatdontspamme.com)
on Aug 20, 2003 - 12:22 AM
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Interesting theory, reminds me of legos, Lincoln logs or a ant farm. God has parents. When I asked the folks in CCD years back "where did God come from" they'd always give me the same answer. "He was always there." Our beginning is just as, if not more infatuating to study than our end. The end tends to get more press though, that’s it.
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Re: Gods Play Things... musings about life
by Squire-of-Gothos (Brian0049@hotmail.com)
on Aug 22, 2003 - 09:19 PM
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Pondering existense has become such a daily thing for me at this point. I'd hate to think that I'll keep torturing myself for the rest of my life, about life, and never know the answer. Until I'm dead. And then it wont matter. Aargh. I have come to the conclusion that We are born to die, and that reality is what we make of it. I'm not sure of the last one, but I've always been of fan of what Kafka said about dreams and reality, and how (paraphrasing) It is amazing how powerful the mind is, in that, after dreaming of fantastic thing all night long, we can wake up and instantly put everything back where it belong. Sort of like how no matter how suddenly that creepy kid comes back in, the Toy Story toys always make it back to where they where last. Reality is a fabrication, but a powerful one. And if, in the end, everything is just perseption (If you are blind, for all you know the world is only comprised of sound, touch, and taste) then reality is real. To you. And thats the only person who matters. Just like someone once said, "God is only in mans mind, but becuase he is, he is everything and thus he is real." If you agree its real, why not? Who's to say? Someone else. Well they might be your mind telling you that to keep reality from coming apart and showing its true colors. Of which their are none.
Fun stuff, eh?
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WARNING: Pedantic post ahead
by Arthegarn on Aug 23, 2003 - 01:28 PM
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Hmmm
OK, you are here in Shmeng, you have been warned there are a lot of grownups around, and that we are not the commiserating kind, so I guess you want and deserve to be treated like a grownup. Here it goes.
First of all I'd like to ask what's God to you. To me, it's the causa causarum, the cause of all causes. God (or at least a part or a facet of God) is what causes the universe to exist. Now, when God creates the Universe he does not only create matter, energy and the laws by which they combine. God also creates the categorical imperatives of existence: space and time. Before the Creation there was nothing. Nothing doesn't mean a big empty space. It means nothing. No space, no time. There was no "before" creation, as there is no "outside". Actual physics even prove that making
time a quadratic variable: When it goes under zero you get the root of a negative number, which means all your equations collapse and they can't be translated to the physical world they are trying to describe. At the Big Bang the universe's boundary co-ordinates are 0,0,0,0 (We'll skip the other dimensions OK?)
So, if there was no time, God doesn't come from anywhere. God does not "come into being", he IS, and he is when there was no time, and henceforth no cause, for causes depend upon time to exist. As a matter of fact I think it was Hume who discussed the whole causality theory and proved that causality could not be defended logically: I put water on a kettle, the kettle on the fire and the water boils. Just because it has happened before do I have a logical (we are dealing on Aristotlic logic here) argument to defend it will happen again? No. I can't say the water boils because I put the kettle on the fire. I can just observe it happening but I can not make a real, logical reasoning to defend causality. I can apply Ockham's Razor and say that it's the simplest explanation and that, caeteris paribus, the
simplest explanation of a phenomenon uses to be correct. But then again that can't be proven, it must be accepted as an axiom, first.
But I am letting my mind wander in the beautiful world of Philosophy. What I mean is that if you identify God with the Causa Causae, as St. Thomas did (and many others before him), then it's obvious he had no parents, parents being the cause of their children. There was no time so there was no cause.
Then again you could consider God part of the creation, but if that's it, I'm sorry but I will strip this one of the capital G. A god with a cause is no God to me. He might be a supernatural, ultrapowerful creature, just like the Aesir or the Greek myths, but just as created as I am, and as small compared to God as I am. And, as it happens in these mythologies, these gods can be destroyed, outsmarted or even cheated by mortals. Nay, these gods are too small for me
Now, let's consider a God and a god. Father and Son. Creation exists for the Father, the Son exists for Creation, both of the same nature and the same entity, but with significant differences: one creates and exists in a realm different to what we call existence, the other exists in our own reality, closer to us... But no, that stinks of the Holy Trinity doesn't it? Interesting as it might be I am not going to talk about the Trinity now. Let's take out that tempting capital S and make it a son
So God makes its Creation, and then he hands it to god to "play with". Interesting idea. There is this God who creates Creation and a god, and gives that god Creation to play with. Mmmm. Taking the metaphore one step further...
This god sounds a lot like mankind to me...
Perhaps God didn’t get bored of playing with us at all... perhaps he is just watching us play with Creation, and perhaps smiles
Arthegarn
PS: Sorry I post this late, I had a terrible week
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Re: Gods Play Things... musings about life
by MissAnnThrope (volutariecasus@hotmail.com)
on Sep 13, 2003 - 05:15 PM
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A person can explain and question, but still will never have the power to change it.
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