as you can see from the above, i am clearly all over the place as far as what i believe. to be honest, i am just beginning to explore all of the possibilities. i was just curious as to what you think science will someday prove?
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as you can see from the above, i am clearly all over the place as far as what i believe. to be honest, i am just beginning to explore all of the possibilities. i was just curious as to what you think science will someday prove?
Mmmmmm! Oh My! It is getting a little warm in this thread. I am just gonna pop out and rent Bull Durham now. Maybe I will buy it.Originally posted by Bill_in_PDX
What do I believe?
Well, I believe in the soul, the small of a woman's back, the hanging curve ball, high fiber, good scotch, that the novels of Susan Sontag are self-indulgent, overrated crap. I believe Lee Harvey Oswald acted alone. I believe there ought to be a constitutional amendment outlawing Astroturf and the designated hitter. I believe in the sweet spot, soft-core pornography, opening your presents Christmas morning rather than Christmas Eve and I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.
... Bull Durham holds all of life's answers...
OMGI do think it is quite funny that my Ouija board says that it is a registered trademark of Parker Brothers (it's written on it, it doesn't spell it out for me, ha ha).
What an interesting thread.
I believe in some sort of afterlife. I've had minor experiences that has made me feel that my departed loved ones are there.
I also believe in aliens or at least life out on other planets. The universe is MUCH too big for Earth to be the only planet with life on it.
Do I believe in UFOs and aliens have actually visited earth? Not so sure.
Great quote, FG!Originally posted by firegirl
I believe that Science will someday prove what Faith has always known.
Okay, my first post in this thread, I think I mentioned something along the lines of "I've never had any experiences that couldn't be explained away." Here's the closest thing I've ever come to an "experience" personally.
When I lived in California, a friend of mine came over to my apartment one day and we were working on my computer. He was standing behind me. He asked me now long I'd been in the apartment and I told him about 5 years. He then asked "Have you ever had anything "weird" happen to me. I said no, and asked him what he meant he said "Oh, nevermind." Then a few minutes later he said "Are you sure?" Again, I asked why." He said, "Well, this is going to sound weird, but my grandmother is from Bayou country and is really sensitive to some things, if you know what I mean. And I think I sort of got that from her. And ever since we got on your PC tonight, I feel like someone is trying to look over my shoulder and is frustrated that they can't see the screen." The curtains were drawn. I asked "You've been to my place before, but you've never felt anything?" He replied that he had not. I pointed to the rocking chair behind him and said "Have you ever been near that chair before?" "No," he said "that used to be in your room, didn't it?" I said "Yes. When I was four years old, my grandmother passed away in that chair while I was standing next to her."
Funny thing, my friend never came over again.
A few years before that I lived in a place where I didn't have room for the chair, so I had it in the basement under my room. It was an older house, built in the late 40's. I don't like older houses; they creep me out. Anyway, one night I had a dream that a ghost was trying to get me in my room. In the dream, but grandmother came through the floor in her chair and made the ghost go away. At least I was sure it was just a dream until the night my friend got his "feeling."
The first night my wife stayed in the house after we were married, she had me move the chair from the spare room into the basement. That night just after we turned out the lights to go to bed, we heard a noise from the spare room that sounded like the door slamming. It scared the crap out of me, but when I looked, I couldn't find anything; the door was open. I've tried to tell myself it was a broom shifting in the closet or something, or a draft, but that particular episode did freak me out a little. I don't like to think about it when I'm in the basement at night.
The way I look at it, if the chair does have some "presence" at least it's my grandmother. And I know grandma would never hurt me.
Fascinating topic!
I'm lucky. My experiences have involved my most beloved grandmother (Nana) who died during my pregnancy two years ago.
Thank goodness I haven't had experiences such as some of those described in this thread that have scared the @*#$& out of me just reading about them!
I, too, am an avid fan of King's though. Interesting.....
Have I ever mentioned that I love Andy Richter?
The Onion: Is there a God?
Andy Richter: I don't think so. I don't know. I don't think about it much, because I figure, what's the point? I don't know if it's agnosticism. There are things that are beyond our comprehension, so why bother? That's sort of my spiritual feelings. I feel like there might be some design. You can't think, like, "Well, how did everything get here?" I don't know. That's how it is. "I don't know, next, now what's for lunch?" When you pray, I don't think anyone's listening. Besides other people, I don't think anyone cares if you murder people or masturbate or shove things up your butt. I don't think there's anybody sitting in the sky watching you. You're on your own. All you have is other people around you, and how you treat them. I actually think that not having a focus on God would make life better, because there would be more of an imperative to be nice to each other. There would be no more brand-name wars over stuff, and pointless arguments over east side/west side, go-fight-win. But I don't know. People have got to worry about something, and there's obviously some kind of anthropological, almost zoological need. This particular animal does this particular thing. Instead of constructing a hive out of paper that they chew up, they create a God. It's just something that they do.
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(just worse...). I loved Andy at Conan's show.