Tolerance is set to a lower difficulty than God...
Hello, folks.
It's been a very long time since I have written here. Almost a year, in fact. Things have changed a lot, recently. I'm going to school full time now, at New Mexico State University. I'm living at the main campus' dormitories here in Las Cruces, and I find myself rather enjoying college life.
Things have been rough. Finding a new job, paying bills on time for tuition and books, as well as women issues. I recently left my girlfriend due to the fact that she had admitted to using me for the sheer sake of jealousy at the beginning of our relationship.
I think I'm starting to fall for Lill again. Poor girl wouldn't know what to do with me if I tried...
Anyway, I've been studying philosophy as a subset for my Creative Media classes. I believe that views on modern philosophy are essential to my approach towards fiction. I enjoy fiction when there is some sort of over-arching philosophical concept or if it is based on the works of a philosopher. Xenosaga is one such example.
To continue, I am having some difficulty with my perceptions of ontological proofs. I really cannot see the merit in trying to use logic to either prove or disprove the existence of God.
Isn't it better, really, to focus our raw mental talent on our lives here and now, rather than bicker of the trifles of life after this? Wouldn't a true God want us to focus more on our neighbors, friends and families and how we interact with them, rather than ambling needlessly into debate after debate with our fellow man?
I cannot understand, logically, why our race so avidly seeks the power to prove its origins. I don't care where we come from, or where we're all going. I care about what I'm doing right now. Is that really so bad? Sure, it means I'm a heavy drinker at times, I chain smoke every other month, and I'm sexually promiscuous, but STILL...I have friends that I want to spend time with and things I want to experience. God's existence is of little concern to me, and I should think that he would want me to love my fellow man as well...
Well, everyone have a good holiday. Mine is going to suck, because I have no family. That, and I'm always in self-imposed exile anyway...
It's been a very long time since I have written here. Almost a year, in fact. Things have changed a lot, recently. I'm going to school full time now, at New Mexico State University. I'm living at the main campus' dormitories here in Las Cruces, and I find myself rather enjoying college life.
Things have been rough. Finding a new job, paying bills on time for tuition and books, as well as women issues. I recently left my girlfriend due to the fact that she had admitted to using me for the sheer sake of jealousy at the beginning of our relationship.
I think I'm starting to fall for Lill again. Poor girl wouldn't know what to do with me if I tried...
Anyway, I've been studying philosophy as a subset for my Creative Media classes. I believe that views on modern philosophy are essential to my approach towards fiction. I enjoy fiction when there is some sort of over-arching philosophical concept or if it is based on the works of a philosopher. Xenosaga is one such example.
To continue, I am having some difficulty with my perceptions of ontological proofs. I really cannot see the merit in trying to use logic to either prove or disprove the existence of God.
Isn't it better, really, to focus our raw mental talent on our lives here and now, rather than bicker of the trifles of life after this? Wouldn't a true God want us to focus more on our neighbors, friends and families and how we interact with them, rather than ambling needlessly into debate after debate with our fellow man?
I cannot understand, logically, why our race so avidly seeks the power to prove its origins. I don't care where we come from, or where we're all going. I care about what I'm doing right now. Is that really so bad? Sure, it means I'm a heavy drinker at times, I chain smoke every other month, and I'm sexually promiscuous, but STILL...I have friends that I want to spend time with and things I want to experience. God's existence is of little concern to me, and I should think that he would want me to love my fellow man as well...
Well, everyone have a good holiday. Mine is going to suck, because I have no family. That, and I'm always in self-imposed exile anyway...