being an agnostic darwinist, i farking love it when god-botherers try to introduce me to the idea of conversion to the sandle wearing way of life.
i am not so arrogant to presume that i know the big answers, anymore than i am convinced that my existence is so worthy of something, that there has to be an underlying reason or consciousness for it. shame they don't feel the same way!
but to some people, their lives are so fraught with fear and devoid of genuine worth and interest, that they have to indulge in the fantasy of theology.
i sympathise with them, but thus far, no cogent arguement has been presented to affect a change in my mental that we are here by pure fluke of happenstance.
bizarrely, this fills me with great comfort.
Looking for a new life in Lower BC.
Will work for ice time!