Will Torbald

Until you can prove that human actions in the world behave in paraconsistent ways, you cannot justify the use of paraconsistency for ethics since all human actions have consistent consequences.

As far as I know, I'm pretty sure I'm alive because I wasn't aborted. If I were to be elected president of Jupiter through democratic voting, then rise to the throne, and ban democracy, I think a lot of people would think I am being contradicting, or hypocritical, or biting the hand that feeds me, etc. If I were to support abortion in a proactive way, I'd have to also condemn the method by which I was created, that is voluntary pregnancy without health issues. In that way, I could theoretically allow it in involuntary pregnancies and health concerns issues without contradicting my origin.

They are not irrelevant. I don't want to argue about objectivity with someone who doesn't believe in logic. It would be a tremendous waste of words.

So you don't have a problem with subjective/relativistic ethics? UPB is a method for validating or invalidating moral propositions.

Would it bother you if UPB wasn't objective?

I think everyone will agree that man is a creative and imaginative creature. No shame in that. However, saying that we are made in God's image instead of God's being made in man's image is simply a case of not adhering to strict logical discipline. I know why someone wouldn't want that kind of discipline though. For one, it's much more fun to be vain.

You might be presuming that if you just have been more precise, you could have convinced the other person, or won the argument. This is not the case most of the time when arguing with people who hold unreasonable positions. They simply "want" to believe what they believe to profit from it. They simply are gaining something with their ideas. Enough is enough after just once or twice they have ignored any argument or deferred to emotional pleas. Alternatively, when I have managed to be persuasive, I leave it the moment they start asking real questions back to me instead of just "but what about the roads" or something equally amateur. The moment they show even a glint of curiosity in you or doubt in themselves, is a good time to drop all the weapons and chill.

Interesting game of whack-a-mole, or whack-a-theist here. For every contradiction you bump with the hammer of logic, two more moles come up denying the hammer.

Have you asked yourself what are you gaining by arguing with these people? Do you know what do you seek to gain by winning? Have you showed them the benefits of rational thinking? These people aren't following arguments, they want benefits. Make the case for a better life without feminism.

If they have enough intelligence to understand logical arguments against them they just don't have enough integrity to change their mind. But there are only two options here. Either they can't understand logic, so you should just give up - or they can, and they have ulterior motives behind their position. In both cases it's impossible to persuade by argumentation. The only hope is to detect the motive, and target it directly. They will still want to insult you, but you'll actually hurt them back that way.

What I'm getting by this is that you're arguing that the Mother doesn't become God, but the Devil. You're not refuting the argument, merely adjusting it. I like your conclusion, though. Have you heard the certainty by which theists argue about God? How the Pope compares insulting someone's religion with insulting his mother? It's because in their minds, the basic unconscious mind, it's the same thing. The philosophy of knowing why they think they know something to be true when it's a fantasy - yet it "feels" true to them. Because it was true that a superior being existed for them, it's just a childhood dream.

I take it by "abstract" as simply something that exists as a thought, not as a "concrete" object in the universe. If someone asks what a coconut is you can point at it, or show a picture - it's a concrete object. If someone asks what sadness is you can't do that, it's an abstract meaning.

If they can shame you, they can control you. It's just nonsense.

We've all been touched by God. That omnipotent and ever loving being. Beyond all comprehension, larger than ourselves, yet merciful. God loves us. God protects us. He answers to our prayers when we call him. He will never leave us, and will be with us always. God made us, and we all come from God. But most important of all, God is our mother. Literally. To our newborn self, defenseless, unable to do anything to save himself, there is nothing left to do but pray. Prayer in the form of anguished cries for help, for food, for comfort, for salvation. And they are answered in a warm embrace. That giant, beautiful, all powerful being called breast. Called mom. Called God. It is in this state where the relentless and ever powerful force of faith and prayer to a higher being arise. We fear, we cry, we pray, we are nurtured. We are rewarded for our make believe. We are praised when we give all our hope to a supreme giver in this age. We learned, and we never forgot. Ah, but we forgot its name. Some of us come to realize that the inner feeling, that intuitive certainty that there must be some kind of loving and powerful super being, is actually for our mother. Some of us don't, and we are left with a lion without a leash, the gut wrenching feeling that our super care taker is no longer with us. Having grown up and become powerful ourselves we see that God is now absent, ah, but it isn't - for if we remember it we can create it. If we pray for it we can bring back that feeling so jovial of being nurtured by the Super Being. If we believe it, we can see it. In the adult, that eternal essence we call "soul" is that inner child, the inner newborn. He never grew up, and is still inside our deepest memory. The "pure" soul. The "innocent" soul. God's creation. Mom's creation. Mother's child. I child. Me. And the I wishes to be united with the God from which it came from. Heaven is the womb, from which we fell. That Eden where there was no harm, no evil, no cold, no hunger, no pain. Only the soft lining of an ever present. Only eternity in our softness. There is no night and no day. No time. Only love. If only we could go there again. If we obey our God we can, and he will be with us. If we obey our mother, she will be pleased with us. But will we ever return to that haven? Our god is love, say some, as their mothers were tender. Our god is a war god, say some, as their mothers were ruthless disciplinaries. Our god made the universe, and then left it alone, some say as their mother went to work. These are the thoughts on the origins of faith, prayer, and loving ever powerful gods by maternity.

Hi everyone on the FDR community. Will is not my real name, I just came up with something to use online. I'm 26 years old and I live in Ecuador, born and raised, learned English from an early age too. I came to know FDR content after researching global warming of all things, and since then it has made a profound impact on many aspects of my life, and I'm grateful for it. I look forward to my time here, and thanks for reading this short intro.