Godlike Productions - Conspiracy Forum
Users Online Now: 2,577 (Who's On?)Visitors Today: 720,049
Pageviews Today: 1,035,813Threads Today: 264Posts Today: 5,799
09:44 AM


Rate this Thread

Absolute BS Crap Reasonable Nice Amazing
 

There is no God, because you are it

 
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 865798
United States
11/28/2012 01:15 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We created a dream and became the dreamers.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 19320175
United States
11/28/2012 01:15 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
It's always the Christians who can't recognize their own divinity.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


Show me your divinity... create a planet or make yourself fly.... how about make a life form... what you can't? Some god you are
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 28593939


You have an EXTREMELY warped view of what 'god' is.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 26420358
United States
11/28/2012 01:16 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”

Psalm 14:1
 Quoting: javierruizleon


^ This AND suggests unpin -.-
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 25512421
United States
11/28/2012 01:16 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
Oh really, well this gad got nuthin. I can't do squat to improve my health or life, so I guess all my powers are only active on a world with a white sun eh.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 28592649
United States
11/28/2012 01:16 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
I should be fired.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 19320175
United States
11/28/2012 01:17 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”

Psalm 14:1
 Quoting: javierruizleon


^ This AND suggests unpin -.-
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 26420358


YES!

Let's blindly accept what has been written!

TRUE Christianity!!
Starknight

User ID: 26058371
Venezuela
11/28/2012 01:18 PM

Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
It's always the Christians who can't recognize their own divinity.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


Show me your divinity... create a planet or make yourself fly.... how about make a life form... what you can't? Some god you are
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 28593939


You have an EXTREMELY warped view of what 'god' is.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


So, is it more like being one of the X-Men? pls elaborate.
1 John 1–3._ 1Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits, whether they are of God; because many false prophets have gone out into the world. 2By this you know the Spirit of God: Every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is of God, 3and every spirit that does not confess that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is not of God.

@Starknight921
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 22788475
Canada
11/28/2012 01:20 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
[link to www.galactanet.com]
The Egg
By: Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 27700889


This was so beautiful it made me weep
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 1055984
United States
11/28/2012 01:20 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
dude stop drinking the new age kool-aid..

somebody lied to you..badly



bsflag
Molech
User ID: 27002649
United States
11/28/2012 01:21 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
You are no God, I am. The world revolves around me, for when I cease to exist, so does this world. You do not exist without me. My annunaki correspondents are fully aware of this. Being the Nephilim starchild that I am, I am fully capable of saving 15% r more on my car insurance.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 28593939
United States
11/28/2012 01:22 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”

Psalm 14:1
 Quoting: javierruizleon


^ This AND suggests unpin -.-
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 26420358


YES!

Let's blindly accept what has been written!

TRUE Christianity!!
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


The bible is more true than your oppinion... it is written historical record that can't be written off else it would have
pi
User ID: 20063747
Canada
11/28/2012 01:23 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
[link to www.galactanet.com]
The Egg
By: Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 27700889


This was so beautiful it made me weep
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 22788475


You too huh?
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 28593939
United States
11/28/2012 01:24 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
It's always the Christians who can't recognize their own divinity.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


Show me your divinity... create a planet or make yourself fly.... how about make a life form... what you can't? Some god you are
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 28593939


You have an EXTREMELY warped view of what 'god' is.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


So, is it more like being one of the X-Men? pls elaborate.
 Quoting: Starknight


LOL!
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 14105059
United States
11/28/2012 01:26 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
Well, that's comforting
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 24760791
Thailand
11/28/2012 01:27 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
dude stop drinking the new age kool-aid..

somebody lied to you..badly



bsflag
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 1055984


It's only a lie because the truth can't be expressed in language. All stories are illusions, because the truth cannot be grasped beyond the mind.

But the way he explains it is probably as close as you will get to being able to conceptualize it.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 14555688
United States
11/28/2012 01:28 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
There is a God of this universe. He's a real being. What you're talking about is Prime Creator.
Dapurps

User ID: 26604792
Canada
11/28/2012 01:28 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
[link to www.galactanet.com]
The Egg
By: Andy Weir

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 27700889


Great read until i had to return to reality. iwish
"What you perceive to be becomes your reality."

:ftwpanda:

dapurps
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 24760791
Thailand
11/28/2012 01:28 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
dude stop drinking the new age kool-aid..

somebody lied to you..badly



bsflag
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 1055984


It's only a lie because the truth can't be expressed in language. All stories are illusions, because the truth cannot be grasped beyond the mind.

But the way he explains it is probably as close as you will get to being able to conceptualize it.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24760791


I meant it to read, the truth cannot be grasped by the mind.
Jilly23

User ID: 22123524
United States
11/28/2012 01:28 PM

Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are NOT God, we are Part of God's CREATION. We hold the spark of God inside us all. Meaning we are the children of the supreme being, not the supreme being itself.
This too shall pass...
Blahblahblah
User ID: 12384893
United States
11/28/2012 01:30 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
Finally....... a voice of reason in this school/prison we live on......THANK YOU Andy.....
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 1370992
Canada
11/28/2012 01:31 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are mini Gods
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 24760791
Thailand
11/28/2012 01:32 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are NOT God, we are Part of God's CREATION. We hold the spark of God inside us all. Meaning we are the children of the supreme being, not the supreme being itself.
 Quoting: Jilly23


No actually, you ARE "God." The "you" that you think "we" are does not actually exist. It is just a belief that the mind has attached itself to, and believed it to be real.

There is no me and you. "We" are simply the awareness of the experience.
Eltuko
User ID: 28618443
Canada
11/28/2012 01:32 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
I am like God and God like me.
I am as large as God, He is as small as I.
He cannot above me, nor I beneath him be.

Silesius, 17th Century.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 865798
United States
11/28/2012 01:32 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 19320175
United States
11/28/2012 01:32 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”

Psalm 14:1
 Quoting: javierruizleon


^ This AND suggests unpin -.-
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 26420358


YES!

Let's blindly accept what has been written!

TRUE Christianity!!
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 19320175


The bible is more true than your oppinion... it is written historical record that can't be written off else it would have
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 28593939


There are a few historical account no doubt.

The bible has had over 1500 authors throughout history though..
Including Shakespeare.
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 26268975
Slovakia
11/28/2012 01:33 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are NOT God, we are Part of God's CREATION. We hold the spark of God inside us all. Meaning we are the children of the supreme being, not the supreme being itself.
 Quoting: Jilly23


No actually, you ARE "God." The "you" that you think "we" are does not actually exist. It is just a belief that the mind has attached itself to, and believed it to be real.

There is no me and you. "We" are simply the awareness of the experience.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24760791


Well, how much divine are you, actually?? duh
jacksprat

User ID: 1420740
Canada
11/28/2012 01:36 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
Christianity religion is dead hello truth, the Divine god within our hearts
jacksprat
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 1370992
Canada
11/28/2012 01:36 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are NOT God, we are Part of God's CREATION. We hold the spark of God inside us all. Meaning we are the children of the supreme being, not the supreme being itself.
 Quoting: Jilly23


No actually, you ARE "God." The "you" that you think "we" are does not actually exist. It is just a belief that the mind has attached itself to, and believed it to be real.

There is no me and you. "We" are simply the awareness of the experience.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24760791


Nah! We are children of the Angels, and the Angels are children of God, but in reality we are all children.
Jilly23

User ID: 22123524
United States
11/28/2012 01:36 PM

Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are NOT God, we are Part of God's CREATION. We hold the spark of God inside us all. Meaning we are the children of the supreme being, not the supreme being itself.
 Quoting: Jilly23


No actually, you ARE "God." The "you" that you think "we" are does not actually exist. It is just a belief that the mind has attached itself to, and believed it to be real.

There is no me and you. "We" are simply the awareness of the experience.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24760791


I know that we are all interconnected as one, but do you mean that each body that a "person/personality" possesses is a soul fragment of everyone and everything? Are you saying that there are no individual souls or are you saying that we have a supreme soul that we all share?

Last Edited by Jilly23 on 11/28/2012 01:37 PM
This too shall pass...
Anonymous Coward
User ID: 24760791
Thailand
11/28/2012 01:41 PM
Report Abusive Post
Report Copyright Violation
Re: There is no God, because you are it
We are NOT God, we are Part of God's CREATION. We hold the spark of God inside us all. Meaning we are the children of the supreme being, not the supreme being itself.
 Quoting: Jilly23


No actually, you ARE "God." The "you" that you think "we" are does not actually exist. It is just a belief that the mind has attached itself to, and believed it to be real.

There is no me and you. "We" are simply the awareness of the experience.
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 24760791


Well, how much divine are you, actually?? duh
 Quoting: Anonymous Coward 26268975


We are both fully divine and entirely devoid of divinity. We are the consciously aware empty nothingness, from which the universe and all experience flows.

It is beyond all experience and thought; the mind cannot see it or think it. It is truly infinite; the mind is finite. It is beyond all concepts, because concepts are finite.

And that is why we are both divine and not divine. Because divinity is a concept, and this conscious awareness is beyond concepts.

You are never going to find the truth through thought, stories and language.