(Read “The Questions of My Life”)
In no particular order:
- Can the Universe really understand itself? (Or, can we really understand it?)
- However eloquently a guy talks about Free Will and Monotheism and the Subtlety of the Lord, why does he still go back home to burn incense in front of his stone idols?
- Why do people look at me like I’m mad when I drink water after coffee?
- Do conservatism, male chauvinism and homophobia go together?
- Is it really that difficult to put Creation and Evolution together to write a better, more marvellous story? In other words, is it that difficult to see that the idea of Evolution only reinforces the idea of the Omnipotence of God?
- Does Original Sin exist? That is, does God make people in a certain way, and then say that it is wrong to live that way?
- Why is the concept of “new beginnings” so very loved?
- Are Love and Prayer two different things?
- Is man a facultative carnivore or a facultative herbivore?
- Whence hither, and hence whither?
Please leave your answers, if you have them, in the Comments.
kilroykishore 
<>Can the Universe really be understood?<>We are a part of this universe, so i guess the question should be stated as: <>Can the Universe really understand itself?<> 🙂<>Is it really that difficult to put Creation and Evolution together to write a better, more marvellous story?<>Nope, its not that difficult to write this ‘story’… it has already been written, called ‘Intelligent Design’… with only one problem, its a story, not a scientific theory. Popper’s criteria of falsifiability doesn’t apply to it.
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Very interesting questions there, Kishore. 🙂
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And a very interesting answer, Awais.Thanks for the comments 🙂About the question about the Universe, agreed. Change made.Well, when I asked about the “more marvellous story,” I was talking about it from the point of view of a supporter of Evolution, exasperated by the proponents of the Creation theory, whose faith is so weak they can’t make space for findings which so overwhelmingly point to a more plausible yet wonderful mechanism for the making of life. What I see is a “subtle” God who, staying behind the curtains all along, has made life “evolve,” apparently, by itself. A la Dan Dennett (Darwin’s Dangerous theory, Penguin)The Intelligent Design “story” is as interesting. Thanks for pointing it out. 🙂
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hi kishore…really difficult,intellectual and typical kishore questions…with definitely o answers from me
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I don’t think I can answer any of you questions, but I join you in asking them. 😛 …Also, people look at me and think I’m crazy when I have coffee instead of water! But then I tend to agree with that.
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MEVALANA JALALUDDIN RUMIThere are things that should not be revealed , for this game would end the very moment It is done so, Allow the universe to unfold itself in its own time…..EXCERPTS CONVERSATIONS WITH GOD BOOK 1The Giver of things , does not reveal his love by not allowing you to reveal yours, You The stars in the day are veiled not by darkness but by light, as the giver of light steps away, the little flame may also know itself as what it is, It is this darkness that gives the little flame its meaning, the reason for its existence,Blinded by my Light The flame yearned to know what it was, so I sent it in this realm, where it would relinquish its remembrance of me, and call to itself the darkness, It is in this darkness that its light would shine through, with all my glory . and it is in this way that it would know itself to be a part of me, and it is through them that I would know myself to be the Lord of my children, For there cannot be a God without his subjects, For Love cannot be felt,in its full glory, unless you have felt the Fear of denial.You feared to say these words to them, fearing that you may not hear the very words back, Love bound by some conditions, Love like the truth would set you free, not bind you in chains When you were little you were told how love was conditional, You bring this knowledge from your parents, how often you were told that you should be like this, you should be like that only then ………..God The Father, The strong , A He, It is this experience that you bring to me, that somehow someone is more special to me then the other, somehow all were born in sin, and I have such a mighty hurt ego that I would cast the rules, and yet not have the power to ensure that they are followed, and if they are not I would put them in eternal damnation. What kind of hurtful, vengeful, god would that be ? This is a God of your creation , God Is Love, Joy and Truth and the Truth would set you free…………..Like every little snowflake, that is perfect in its uniqueness, no two are the same, so are you , all are special all are beautiful and all are dear to me, The stars you see in the sky have long gone, but their light lingers on and allow you see them in their glorious past THE BLACK ELKSomethings can move beyond the footsteps of the light that reveals the world to you, It is in this way that I do not reveal myself yet I am in very way one step ahead of you .LAST PARAGRAPH HARRY POTTER AND THE DEATHLY HALLOWS PAGE 578MADDY ……..THE COLD MOUNTAINSee, I think there’s a plan. There’s a design for each and every one of us. You look at nature. Bird flies somewhere, picks up a seed, shits the seed out, plant grows. Bird’s got a job, shit’s got a job, seed’s got a job. And you’ve got a job.
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@ ShayNow I expected that. And you know, I’m enjoying this. 🙂So did you know that I had the Harry Potter book on my bookshelf? I have an Essential Rumi too 🙂I have been looking for this purpose for quite some time now. I wrote a short fragment when I’ve been thinking of what you wrote. Here goes:• People collect stamps as a hobby. They collect coins. I collect dreams. I’m a connoisseur of dreams. Sitting on the fence between the possible and the unthinkable, I fish dreams from these two unending oceans. And sometimes amalgamate them. In my ambitiousness for dreams and their fulfilment, I was once careless. And lost a star collection. Now I’ve left the safety of my fence and am wandering in the wild. In search of the lost dream.It is this purpose that evades me. The dream that I once lived, but have forgotten now. The distance between complete knowledge and oblivion appears to be frighteningly small.I should say the quotes you have given me are very good. The Conversations with God quote led me to a lost insight. 🙂Do reply. And speed up the game a bit? I’m getting really curious and er.. wanna know what I’m getting.
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“All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring; renenwed shall be blade that was broken, the crownless again shall be kingLove you may, but the day shall come , he shall perish either by the sword , or by the slow decay of time, but you my child, you shall have no choice but to linger on…… As nightfall in winter that comes without a star here you shall dwell , bound to your grief, unto the ending of the world.…………..J.R.R TOLKIEN LORD OF THE RINGSDo not tremble they say, Do not tremble when you see them,Do not feel for your hands may waiver,In the valley of fearBeneath the shades of grey,They would send you here someday,The day shall behold your calling,the face lying below , the bruises , the scars that bleed within , the pain that is hollow , the eyes that wish to fade away,and the heart that wants them to linger on, and you shall know why he saved you……
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All people live on hope, that there is something or someone, better and more beautiful, more loving waiting for them .It is this hope that clings every soul to their body.And sometimes this hope is taken and snatched away,Sometimes people shout, sometimes they go numb, they dont speak, when the pain is deep, there are no screams. And scars just bury themselves.You hide somethings within the shards of pages,between the books that is your … hope,when you wished to go away, you destroyed your memories, because you no longer needed them and they would have pulled you back,They would have bound you this world , Thats why you destroyed them, Thats why the diary had to go…..
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Tomorrow when I go home Over the streams of silver, under the shades of green,and beneath a purple sky,I would sit by the brook that flows nearbyAnd as it rushes across, and stirs my soul, I shall whisper a name in her ear and await a reply………So until my vacations end , tis a sweet good bye, for we shall meet again,Man tu shudam, tu man shudi, man tan shudam, tu jan shudi;Taakas nagoyad baad azeen man deegaram tu deegari.Ay chehra-e zeba-e tu rashk-e butan-e azari;Har chand wasfat mikunam dar husn-az-aan zebatari.Aafaq ra gar deedah am mehr-e butan warzeedah am;Bisyar khuban deedah am lekin tu cheez-e degari.khusrau ghareeb ast-o gada uftadah dar shehr-e shuma;Baashad ki az behr-e khuda, su-e ghareeban bangari.
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