Richard Dawkins in Lynchburg, VA promoting his latest book, "The God Delusion".
You guessed right, the next couple of posts are all going to pertain to organized religion, faith (blind at that) and morality and the evolution, if you will, of religion itself. And along the way maybe I'll discover a thing or two about my religious conviction or the lack thereof. I have a large essay brewing but don't hold your breath just yet.
As a precursor, just so that you can familiarize yourselves with arguments that are popularly made on both sides of "The God Delusion" debate, please do read this rather elaborate [email exchange] between an atheist, Sam Harris and a theist, Dennis Prager. You can also read about it [here].
Now, onto the master himself Richard Dawkins.
Part 1: Book Reading
Part 2: Questions and Answer session
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Spoke In The Wheel
By Black Label Society
From: Icewolf
Lord, I question whether
I've had my fill.
Lord, I question whether
I can take much more.
Well, you may laugh
As I lay here bleeding,
No more afters or befores.
Someday you'll know just how it feels.
You left me there twice before.
Someday you'll know just how it feels.
Shattered, cast aside,
Stripped of your pride,
Like you were never nothing special.
Made to feel
Like another spoke in the wheel.
So you say I'm just another dollar.
So you say I'm just another day.
Well, once my blood was strong,
But now it's jaded and it's thin.
Unlike you
I can still tell right from wrong.
Name and Number
Reading the email chain, came to the conclusion that Dennis Prager's belief is a Christian theist which moves the goalposts of the debate....Awaiting your essay(s)
Spoke In The Wheel
By Black Label Society
From: Icewolf
Lord, I question whether
I've had my fill.
Lord, I question whether
I can take much more.
Well, you may laugh
As I lay here bleeding,
No more afters or befores.
Someday you'll know just how it feels.
You left me there twice before.
Someday you'll know just how it feels.
Shattered, cast aside,
Stripped of your pride,
Like you were never nothing special.
Made to feel
Like another spoke in the wheel.
So you say I'm just another dollar.
So you say I'm just another day.
Well, once my blood was strong,
But now it's jaded and it's thin.
Unlike you
I can still tell right from wrong.
Name and Number..
Roll call again for the One who is out of Touch and in too deep.
The man on the street is getting fidgety...three months and we havent seen his innocent face and havent heard his clear voice...we miss hearing his ringing laughter which used to fill us with so much joy...What evil daily routine has gobbled him up?
Are you still brewing your essays ?
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