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I'm quickly growing tired of telling people that I don't believe in a god. They immediately assume, because I don't believe in God, that I instead believe in the scientific theory. However I truly believe in neither theory - creationism or scientific. There's just not enough evidence to support either. The major argument I have against the scientific theory of the Big Bang is, if it all began from one particle, where did that particle come from? What could have incited this massive explosion that apparently still continues today? If there was a single particle that brought all of this creation about, where did it come from? Everything has to come from somewhere, does it not? This questioning also applies to the religious stand-point: if a god created everything, where did the god come from? Who or what created the god? Where, then, did God's creator come from?
Either way, I believe it is impossible for us to comprehend the beginnings of our universe. Thus, I have come to the conclusion that it really doesn't matter which is true, if either. It effects me not, at least within this life. If religion is true, I will find it out when I find myself living eternally in hell, whereas if science is the truth, I'll know right before I die, right before I hit the point of eternal blackness.
And yet, even with this conclusion of uncaringness that I came to quite a while ago, I still ponder the questions, I continually bring them up to myself, attempting to find an answer one way or another, even though I know it's fruitless. How can people commit themselves wholey to one theory or the other, even with these questions out there, left completely unanswered, or even touched upon? It just baffles my mind. Oh well. I've always said that people should be allowed to believe what they want, and so it shall stay.
Either way, I believe it is impossible for us to comprehend the beginnings of our universe. Thus, I have come to the conclusion that it really doesn't matter which is true, if either. It effects me not, at least within this life. If religion is true, I will find it out when I find myself living eternally in hell, whereas if science is the truth, I'll know right before I die, right before I hit the point of eternal blackness.
And yet, even with this conclusion of uncaringness that I came to quite a while ago, I still ponder the questions, I continually bring them up to myself, attempting to find an answer one way or another, even though I know it's fruitless. How can people commit themselves wholey to one theory or the other, even with these questions out there, left completely unanswered, or even touched upon? It just baffles my mind. Oh well. I've always said that people should be allowed to believe what they want, and so it shall stay.