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  1. This is poorly researched and a childish post where the writer shows his obnoxious nature. and makes ridiculous claims. They need to brush up on his knowledge of religions. it is a rave or a rant, not a philosophical debate worth anything really, and I sense a lot of depression and anger in the writing, which isn’t worth diddly squat. You need to go back to the drawing board, as thousands upon thousands of people for thousands of years have had personal encounters with the spiritual nature of God that they can’t ignore, especially not for madman like you appear to be, and I am sorry you aren’t one of them and you feel to vent your spleen, I will pray for you that you experience the love and forgiveness of God, bye anon, LOL.

    1. Interesting take on my commentary. And amazing how your apparently deeply religious nature, and support of people making excuses for their experiences, really does undermine scripture in its own right. Yes, this is my opinion, and I am in no way trying to force it onto anyone. I am quite knowledgeable of biblical text and the history of organized religion. I am sorry that you disagree (or not even that–this is certainly your right), but so you honestly think I’m the one being childish simply because I offended you? The whole thing was about bad reviews. Thank you for your comments.

      1. No, you are wrong, I am talking about the experiences people have that can’t be denied, you obviously haven’t had any. I’m sorry about that, but for people that have, nothing you say will mean anything, as it is just a man’s thoughts, and you really show you don’t know a lot at all about religion. I have had three encounters with the Lord, all very personal and undeniable, so when I see people like you relying on your mind, a corrupted tool at best, I laugh but feel sympathy that God hasn’t chosen you to reveal himself to you. Maybe get rid of your obvious pride, something that stands in the way at present. Get down on your knees and ask him to show himself to you. It is life changing when that happens, and mans’ words can’t touch it.

      2. But that’s just it–faith does not offer proof. I can have faith in Santa Claus. Does not make him real. I can believe that Santa came to me in a vision and told me who were all the good boys and who were the bad. I may even have had such a vision. What would you say if I told you that my experience with Santa in the north pole were undeniable, as was my experience getting there inside of a flying whale? Biblical stories are just that–fairy tales to explain the unexplainable. Now this does not discount the possibility of the existence of some higher power, some universal center. All it says is that the holy books are false.

  2. You just don’t get it, do you? LOL. I have had proof, and when that happens to you, it doesn’t matter what anyone says because it is made REAL to you. I haven’t had a walk of faith, I’ve had a walk of PROOF.

    1. Uh huh. ‘Proof,’ like a stigmata. Delusions, not just crazy ones, but ones of grandeur, flailing about to make yourself feel that you matter. Go one and acquaint yourself with the spirit world. Have fun. At the end you’ll just be more dirt in the ground.

      1. No, none of these, but you are a very bitter person, and full of resentment as indicated in your reply. I am not. But I have had a lot more than what you claim above as have thousands of others, but you are obviously cynical, so very cynical and angry. It is a shame, as you will very soon be dirt in the ground, that is why I felt the Holy Spirit tell me to reach out to you. I’ve done that now, goodbye.

  3. After reading you, and observing your rude manners and the way you speak, why would I want to confide in you about the 3 most precious experiences I”ve had. Considering you gauche nature that comes through in your writing, I think that qualifies as ‘throwing pearls to swine’, something I have no intention of doing. Just know that they were undeniable and absolutely wonderful. You do need help with anger and mania, though. You’re very angry and don’t have much worth listening too. Actually, I don’t think you would recognize a divine visitation if it bit you on your nose as you are just too full of yourself and your own opinions. You need to be open to the Lord and the spiritual world, but I did have witnesses, so comfort yourself with that, if you can that is (it is also childish to judge someone on their grammar, I’m just writing as I think out loud, I do have excellent grammar when required. But that was just another thing that made you sound a bit twisted, and I never confessed to being a missionary, I am a psychologist actually. A Christian one and we have had a huge amount of success in dealing with bipolar patients without using meds. And I’d hazard a guess and say you are bipolar, something your family no doubt suffer in you, as they are usually the ones that see it first hand, and are the silent victims of. And you can have my words and spread them around. That doesn’t bother me in the slightest.

  4. It is fascinating to me that you proclaim yourself Christian, then follow this by preaching the gospel of psychology. So you’re a “Christian Psychologist.” Sounds like an extremist faith, one of fanatical anarchism, living terrified of everything in some hideaway in the mountains. I bet you’re armed with shotguns and hand grenades, to help you feel safe in this world full of heretics. I’m not saying this is who you are. I’m just that that’s what you sound like. You are so busy trying to defend your ability to understand words and meaning and grammar, that you are not noticing the fact that I couldn’t give a shit about firm and appropriate grammar. Just check out the sheer volume of my run on and on and on sentences. No, I questioned the meaning of your choice of words. I mean, If nothing else, if you agree with me that grammar is variable then at least try to make some fucking sense!

    You are so defensive, constantly trying to remind everyone just who we are in contact with, and if we underestimate you it is at our own risk! We’d better not count you out! Slow and steady wins the race; the come-from-behind-kid, Johnny Snake-Eyes–whatever legend we grew up wanting to be back when we were poor.

    “I can do it!” you seem to always be braying. “I know how to do things right!”

    And yes; yes. It really does sound just as tragic, like some entirely broken Huckleberry Finn, gone to pot and drink as an adult, just like his old man. And if we move the purely Freudian analysis aside for a few moments, we can turn this around and go more deeply inside to question your motives. Why do you do the things you do? You are either exploiting your professional education by turning theories into weapons, hopefully messing with a person you might actually think is disturbed, or are cruelly inventing this ‘psychologist’ character to shield you shield your conscience from the potential danger we may both be stepping into.

    I wonder why someone gives up so much of themselves, and all their imagination, and just hands it all over to someone else’s Lord. THIS VIOLATES THE VERY FIRST COMMANDMENT, YOU BLASPHEMERS! YOU BELIEVE IN THE LORD. WHAT MAKES YOU THINK YOU ARE NOT NOW SPEAKING WITH IT?

    You have another Lord you worship before the God of Abraham, staring at your new-fangled golden calf representing whichever moral or social imperative you apostatize for or against, depending on your station in life.

    Your Lord is only an idealized vision of you. You pray to a God that is made only out of you. Apparently you have done such a good job inventing this excuse that you have convinced yourself you have discovered all there is to know. God is the answer! And you leave it there–

    How the fuck is this supposed to help someone actually struggling with perhaps severe mental illness? What if your words had made me so hopeless that I started crying and walked off into my garage, here after midnight, and turned on the engine and went to sleep? What if I took pills or slashed my wrists or hung myself in my children’s bathroom so that they would find me in the morning? The truth is that you just don’t know. I may be batshit–I may be a different cult’s recruiter, trying to recruit you into my way of thinking in the same way you pretended you were interested in recruiting me.

    It is your behavior that denounces the existence of God. If God was so worthwhile and in such absolute control over every moment of our destiny, why in the world would It choose to save someone like you? You are a scar on faith–a gushing sore spot. You are the pustule leaking out all the true wisdom of God, and turning it into a superhero story about a first string quarterback winning a college football game. We are all false gods. We are endless revisions of the unknowable.

    There is no God. There is no God. And I finally have you to thank for letting me know that what I’d always suspected was true. You may someday be the lone prophet of my brand-new faith.

  5. Yes, there is God, I testify to it, but you keep going your way and reap the rewards of your hate and confusion. I won’t reply to you again, I was actually trying to reach you as I believe I could help you but that’s impossible when someone doesn’t accept that they’re sick and have a problem. And you did bag me out for grammar, hehehehe You are hilarious, lol. Bye for good now, I do have people that genuinely want to be helped with their hatred and anger.

  6. That was interesting! Iā€™m not sure what the fight (argument) was about but, neither one of you won! šŸ¤·šŸ»ā€ā™€ļø IMHO

    I agree neither of us won. I just wanted to see how low a person claiming to want to save a dissenting view would go until they cracked. I will acknowledge I was intentionally horrible. To me it was a sociological discussion. Thank you for your interest.

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