It was only a matter of Time before I made an appearance

[uwot]

Apparently, Leo, you're just a cupcake that went wrong.
God; would you love us more had the recipe worked?

[Obvious Leo]

Apparently, Leo, you're just a cupcake that went wrong.
God; would you love us more had the recipe worked?

I reckon the bastard pissed off to the football that day and left me to the work experience kid but I'll let the shirker make his own excuses.

[Hobbes' Choice]

Omnipotence implies omniscience, just one more quality that you are asserted as having....

If you do not understand philosophy then you are "powerless" to understand it; hence not omnipotent. For a god you are pretty stupid. Maybe not omnistupid but close.

"Asserted as having" by who? Not me.

That apart... what I said was: "I don't pretend to understand Philosophy,in the same way some of you pretend to understand Me, but I have to take issue with some of the less reasoned arguments in these threads". I then qualified in a later post, that I would not be posting on a forum that concerns itself with Philosophy if I knew nothing about Philosophy. What about these sentences do you not understand? It strikes me that you have selective understanding, that in your determination to 'destroy' Me, and advance your own agenda, you choose to ignore what I say.

Actually, in saying that I think I am being benevolent (not omnibenevolent). Its really that your own stupidity creates a blind spot that prevents you from seeing what is being said, in order to advance an argument you have predetermined. You think the appearance of discussion will legitimise your theory. Not if you're not taking on board what is being said.

Are you able but unwilling to prevent evil? Or are you unwilling but able to prevent evil? Either way why call yourself god?

[God]

So, what happens when existence is negated? That is, a conscious decision never to have children is made? Or does anything happen at all? I'm assuming there is an effect, judging by your last answer.

Hope you don't mind all the questions, btw.

I don't mind the questions. I hope you don't mind the delay in, or the lack of, reply.

I guess God's gone to slumberland. Lesson one: Don't pray to God at night. He's not paying attention.

Say, what is your shift schedule anyways, God?

As said earlier, I'm always listening, but not always responding. What makes you think I am meant to be there at your beck and call? What makes you think I am answerable to you? You don't even believe I'm real.

[God]

It was good of you to drop by god, because I have some pointed questions for you about the appalling state of my right hip. I was taught many years ago by the men in frocks who gave me to understand that you and they were on very close speaking terms and that whatever they told me came directly from you via express delivery carrier pigeon. Naturally I was somewhat sceptical but they showed willing to emphasise their point with frequent applications of the bamboo cane across the bare arse so in the interests of my personal well-being i decided that I'd pretend to go along with their story. What they told me was this. These blokes reckoned that you were the jackass who designed and built my physical body. I was only a young bloke at the time so I didn't bother giving the matter a hell of a lot of thought but I'm here to tell you that I've given it a fair bit of thought since and now that I'm an old fart I'm ready to give you my verdict on your handiwork. This thing is a piece of shit!! My lungs are fucked, my heart has a mind of its own, my guts makes all sorts of weird noises and my feet stink. However the biggest balls-up by far would have to be my right hip. It's absolutely buggered, mate, and it's giving me no end of grief and it's got me fucked how I was ever allowed out of the factory. Either your quality control protocols are in need of a serious review or you're going to have to stop coming to work hungover after a big night because this is bullshit. I've seen pictures of this thing and even when it was brand new a blind man could have seen that it was never going to keep me vertical for an entire lifetime. I used to knock around with a few engineering students back in my hell-raising days and I'm bloody certain that a half-pissed engineering student with a smattering of biology could design a better ball joint with his eyes shut. Please explain.

First and foremost, just because people claim to know me... and even claim to be on speaking terms with me... it may not necessarily be true. The men of whom you speak had it just as rough as you, growing up, some worse, but they will certainly be 'getting theirs' in the afterlife.

I am surprised I have to keep coming back to Man's constant arrogance. It seems you expected to be made into perfect immortal creatures. You never were. You were beautiful but never perfect. The Fall of Man would never have occurred had you been. It was never my intention to create new immortal perfect beings. Miniature gods.

Your physical infirmity is down to how you (and the generations before you) have adapted to their environment and treated their bodies. Natural decay was written into your design but how poorly you break down is entirely to the Life you have lived. Blame your lifestyle, and your forefathers, not Me.

[God]

Apparently, Leo, you're just a cupcake that went wrong.
God; would you love us more had the recipe worked?

I would Love you more if you Loved yourselves more. Chocolate sprinkles might add to that.

[God]

Apparently, Leo, you're just a cupcake that went wrong.
God; would you love us more had the recipe worked?

I reckon the bastard pissed off to the football that day and left me to the work experience kid but I'll let the shirker make his own excuses.

I don't mind the name calling, it says more about you than it does about Me... but 'bastard', come on??? No parents to speak of.

And... I hate football. That's 'his' work, 'down there'... Balls, circles, spheres, in general, are beautiful things... not meant to be kicked around with the feet. No, I really do not approve of football.

There is no work experience kid, just poor management on the part of some men's respect for their bodies or inability to adapt successfully to environment.

[Dalek Prime]

So, what happens when existence is negated? That is, a conscious decision never to have children is made? Or does anything happen at all? I'm assuming there is an effect, judging by your last answer.

Hope you don't mind all the questions, btw.

I don't mind the questions. I hope you don't mind the delay in, or the lack of, reply.
Would be nice if you had answered the question.

I guess God's gone to slumberland. Lesson one: Don't pray to God at night. He's not paying attention.

Say, what is your shift schedule anyways, God?

As said earlier, I'm always listening, but not always responding. What makes you think I am meant to be there at your beck and call? What makes you think I am answerable to you? You don't even believe I'm real.
You're certainly a defensive god, that's for sure.

[God]

So, what happens when existence is negated? That is, a conscious decision never to have children is made? Or does any thing happen at all? I'm assuming there is an effect, judging by your last answer.

Hope you don't mind all the questions, btw.

I don't mind the questions. I hope you don't mind the delay in, or the lack of, reply.

Would be nice if you had answered the question.

I think I was making the point, within the point I was making: I'm God, I'm not answerable or beholden to you, I don't have to reply.

I guess God's gone to slumberland. Lesson one: Don't pray to God at night. He's not paying attention.

Say, what is your shift schedule anyways, God?

As said earlier, I'm always listening, but not always responding. What makes you think I am meant to be there at your beck and call? What makes you think I am answerable to you? You don't even believe I'm real.

You're certainly a defensive god, that's for sure.

When you're battling the Devil, it never pays to simply be on the offensive. It's with the force of your own offensiveness you will be pulled over...

..But you're not the Devil, you're simply someone I don't feel obliged to answer, just because you demand it.

[Dalek Prime]

Well then, we're done here. Useless twat. Why even bother to start a thread if you can't be bothered to answer none too difficult questions?

And don't bother answering that. I don't give a shit.

[God]

Twat.

Like I said to someone else earlier: the name calling says more about you than it does about Me.

[Dalek Prime]

Twat.

Like I said to someone else earlier: the name calling says more about you than it does about Me.

And you being a pompous ass says something about you, and that is... oh, let me see... oh yeah, you're a pompous ass.

[Obvious Leo]

First and foremost, just because people claim to know me... and even claim to be on speaking terms with me... it may not necessarily be true.

I thought as much at the time but they seemed quite adamant about it. All I can say is that you've allowed your universe to get into a pretty sorry state when you allow blokes in dresses to run around selling a crock of shit to the hoi polloi and then you don't even bother to step in and set the record straight. Then later when it turns out that half these blokes were just a band of tamperers, shirt-lifters and rock spiders you don't lift a finger to smite them asunder and deliver them their earthly judgement. You're in desperate need of a good PR agent, god, because your credibility is on the ropes in these parts and the natives are getting restless. As it happens I have some experience in selling people a crock of shit for financial reward so if your people would like to get in touch with my people we should be able to arrive at some mutually beneficial arrangement.

[artisticsolution]

Dear God,

Please make me a millionaire...not a billionaire...too much pressure. Just like around 10 to 20 mil....soon please...not like at the end of my life or something mean like that. In jesus name we pray, amen.

Don't pray for a million dollars, artisticsolution, go and steal it. Then pray for forgiveness, God throws that stuff around like confetti, so I've heard.

God does enjoy a good sinner....hmmm. Ah but no, I don't have the gift...I would get caught by the righteous and their retribution is much worse than God's.

P.S. ever wonder why God made death? I can sort of understand life...I get it...he needed something to take his mind off the boredom and since he's a loving God he created wonderful lives to play with...like pets or dolls...and of course he'd need new ones every so often to mix things up a bit. But death? wtf's up with that? He could have just made death easy, like upon death everyone gets a pleasure sensation or something? There is absolutely no reason to make it unpleasant.

[Dalek Prime]

What's up with death, AS? What's up with existence, I would ask. Completely unnecessary and pointless process, sandwiched between two perfectly good oblivions.