Well, there are some rules for this thread, however, it's pretty self explanitory. HAve you ever been in a debate that really opened up your eyes? Or one that you've just wanted to share to others? Post them here.
Rules:
1. Be sure there's no personal information.
2. You MAY NOT quote anyone else without their permission.
Here's one of mine. It's not a debate, more a discussion.
Background: I was basically talking about why I believe life is an illusion.
Her: Because, what is it really? Why are we here? Who put us here? Is there seriously some sort of Creator? What are we? What is life anyway? Can you answer any of those?
Okay, I had those same questions many years ago and I thought I didn't believe in spirit life or anything after death. Then something happened that changed all of that. As I faced death, I realized I believed in H e l l. This shook me to the very core. I didn't believe in heaven, but I felt I would be tortured for my sins. This is when I knew I could not continue ignoring the fact I felt there would be something after death.
Then, I changed. Selfishly, yes. All so I could escape my wrath, but life has been better for me. This is why I am trying so hard not to discriminate. It is one of the last sins I have to conquer. I honestly feel like who cares if I'm wrong?! There is indeed a chance that life simply ends. But by living a noble life, does it matter?
No, and it gives me purpose which simplifies life a lot. Many ask me how I can be calm, patient, and "fairy-like". (Yes, during the school year, I receive many comments like the last one.) Well, I just do my best to do good because I feel that karma will be dolled out frightfully in the end. It works for me.
Cheers for a noble life, SC
Myself:
*claps and hands SC a trophy called "The pen (or keyboard in this case) is mightier than the sword"*
That was wonderfully written SC... And, I respect that opinion very much.
Here's mine. And this will be more than just questions, promise you this.
When I was younger I was taught "believe in God and good things will happen to you." The only person who ever gave me a reason to do this was my Grandfather, and to this day, nobody will ever hold a more special place in my heart than him. But, like every other human, he met his fate. When I was either six or seven, he had a heart attack and passed away. I was heartbroken, but mostly (and I probably shouldn't have been) angered with God for taking him away from me before I even started to learn about my life.
As I grew older, this anger with God left me, however, one question arose in my mind. Where did Grandpa go? After death, where would he go. And I slowly began to wonder what life is in itself. Why I was chosen to sit here while I watch my family fall apart. Why I felt this way. Gradually, as I started to become drunk with pain, emotion left me. I felt so numb and began to see life in a new way. As an illusion.
Rules:
1. Be sure there's no personal information.
2. You MAY NOT quote anyone else without their permission.
Here's one of mine. It's not a debate, more a discussion.
Background: I was basically talking about why I believe life is an illusion.
Her: Because, what is it really? Why are we here? Who put us here? Is there seriously some sort of Creator? What are we? What is life anyway? Can you answer any of those?
Okay, I had those same questions many years ago and I thought I didn't believe in spirit life or anything after death. Then something happened that changed all of that. As I faced death, I realized I believed in H e l l. This shook me to the very core. I didn't believe in heaven, but I felt I would be tortured for my sins. This is when I knew I could not continue ignoring the fact I felt there would be something after death.
Then, I changed. Selfishly, yes. All so I could escape my wrath, but life has been better for me. This is why I am trying so hard not to discriminate. It is one of the last sins I have to conquer. I honestly feel like who cares if I'm wrong?! There is indeed a chance that life simply ends. But by living a noble life, does it matter?
No, and it gives me purpose which simplifies life a lot. Many ask me how I can be calm, patient, and "fairy-like". (Yes, during the school year, I receive many comments like the last one.) Well, I just do my best to do good because I feel that karma will be dolled out frightfully in the end. It works for me.
Cheers for a noble life, SC
Myself:
*claps and hands SC a trophy called "The pen (or keyboard in this case) is mightier than the sword"*
That was wonderfully written SC... And, I respect that opinion very much.
Here's mine. And this will be more than just questions, promise you this.
When I was younger I was taught "believe in God and good things will happen to you." The only person who ever gave me a reason to do this was my Grandfather, and to this day, nobody will ever hold a more special place in my heart than him. But, like every other human, he met his fate. When I was either six or seven, he had a heart attack and passed away. I was heartbroken, but mostly (and I probably shouldn't have been) angered with God for taking him away from me before I even started to learn about my life.
As I grew older, this anger with God left me, however, one question arose in my mind. Where did Grandpa go? After death, where would he go. And I slowly began to wonder what life is in itself. Why I was chosen to sit here while I watch my family fall apart. Why I felt this way. Gradually, as I started to become drunk with pain, emotion left me. I felt so numb and began to see life in a new way. As an illusion.
