I have been having a series of interesting discussions recently with some friends.. One is a Christian who has faith she says is unwavering, no matter what evidence may appear to the contrary. The other is an atheist who had unwavering faith that nothing of a God exists and instead it’s a fairy tale told by countless civilizations.
And then there is me.. the man in the middle who wants to hear both arguments and desperately find meaning to what I can only see as sometimes meaningless, sometimes pointless, sometimes beautiful.. and all the time confusing.
No doubt, you have heard each side’s arguments before. The person of ‘faith’ takes the Bible literally–but forgets the slavery and injustice to women–believes in a 6000 year earth, a flood, Adam and Eve.. and literal translations mean those pesky fossils are just .. well, forget about them. And as for the atheist, that argument is clear as well. The Bible is comical and cannot be regarded as anything but the rantings of frauds, fakes, and men of trickery. Jesus didn’t exist.. Nothing really does.
And again, me.
Where do I fall on these arguments?
I find myself applauding the atheist in his quest for science and the truth. I find myself frankly envious of the person of faith, that she can see facts and figures and not worry about it.. instead putting 100% of her faith in something that clearly cannot be proven and if it was proven may actually be proven to be wrong.
I put it this way to the Christian: I cannot have faith that NON carbonated soda exists, since I know it does not. I know, it was a bad example, but sometimes I’m not that great on my feet. But I told her I “hoped” it exists..
And that is what it may come down to for me.. Not faith, but instead hope. Hope that there is a God who is loving and merciful. Hope that the atheist is wrong.. but clearly I cannot have faith that the atheist is wrong since he had factually based and giving the full story according to what history has revealed.
I know this, too: Horus was the sun god who appeared to have a similar life to Jesus. As did lots of other people in cultures and civilizations of the past. That’s interesting, right …3000 years before Christ and a ‘virgin’ birth takes place along with a death and Resurrection.
And of course I throw in the added “what if the aliens mutated us” theory. That was laughable to the Christian and atheist all the same.. but I wondered why? Laughable to the atheist I can see.. but the alien theory compared to a guy walking on water and rising from the dead? I think the alien theory sounds better than that!
And after all.. my age old question: Did Noah’s Ark consist of being a space ship that beamed off of Mars before the great flood there? … are we aliens? ..are we stardust?
You know it’s magnificent to see the Northern Lights so far south with the latest flare up of the sun. Sure, solar flares can cause GPS outages, and maybe even Tumblr will go down (no surprise if it did) .. but the beauty of such chaos cannot be mistaken.
There is a lot of beauty in life, despite the chaos. That or our brains just try to find the beauty among the chaos–which could explain a near death experience, in a way too, can it not?
And it led me to the answer… at least the answer to me, and maybe the answer that may, perhaps if you contemplate it, lead to the unification of all people, despite the belief of lack thereof of a God. And it is this: Math is God.
Math is God.
That is simple, isn’t it? And sure, maybe it does not mean much. Perhaps I will not be able to translate my theory through the text of this posting here. But I will try.
Think of it this way: The only thing in the universe that is without chaos, that is perfect, and that always works, is math. Math is universal. One star will be one star here and one star in another galaxy (maybe not dimension, but that is a whole new road best not traveled down.) One chair plus one chair on earth will be two chairs. And that will be true on the moon, Uranus, or one of those fun little planets discovered and not named yet.
So in theory math is perfect–and despite the lack of our early ancestors in discovering it, it always existed. One and one were always two, even though few understand what that may have meant when they were hunting for meat and trying not to due from stones falling on their heads.
Math is more perfect, as a matter of fact, than much anything else. Gravity changes depending on your altitude or position.. DNA structures evolve.. people and animals evolve.. species die out and the earth goes crazy and gives us quakes and tsunamis.. the Bible is hypocritical .. Pastors lie .. politicians do too.. Cars sometimes don’t start.. the TV sometimes gives us nothing to watch.. and the internet even gets boring, now, too. There is little to have true faith in. There is little one can trust..
Except math. It will always work. You may need to work at it, but figures don’t lie. Liars simply figure.
So since you cannot change math, math is God. And I don’t know what that means.. but I think it means something. And I think somehow, being math is perfect and constant, it is the overall meaning of the universe.
But is math love? …even some people who love math don’t love anyone. So I don’t know.
My theory isn’t perfected yet. But it may be, in the end, the only way I can understand a theory of “god” …math…is God.
Agree.. disagree? Don’t care?..I’d love to know?
