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Re: The Brick Testament: A Family Stoned and a City Massacred
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Fri, 8 Oct 2004 20:18:41 GMT
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In lugnet.off-topic.debate, Dave Schuler wrote:
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But even if we accept the analogy, there are still some problems to overcome.
For example, what kind of loving parent would provide only vague, indirect,
and contradictory instructions to his children, especially if those
instructions are transmitted not from parent to child but from parent to
intermediary to translator to intermediary to child? Any loving parent, in
my view, would make sure that the child had access to complete, clear, and
accurate information before requiring that child to make any kind of choice
about that information.
Thanks again for your input.
Dave!
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So I’m trying to get to sleep last night--tossing and turning around, and I find
myself thinking about my foot. My foot, at that moment, was ‘peeking out’ from
under the sheets and hanging over the edge of the bed.
Now normally I wouldn’t even have noticed this but it was a cool evening and
there my foot was, hanging out in the cool air. And I started thinking about
the reaction I was having--that I wanted to pull my foot back under the covers,
where it’d be safe and warm. But it was the safe bit that got me thinking (at 1
a.m., which is never a good time to have such thoughts.)--I remembered back when
I was oh so much younger than I am today--say around 5 or 6 years old, I was
acared... well, that may be too harsh a word, but I didn’t appreciate any part
of my body being exposed (sans face) when I was in bed for some undefined fear
of whatever--call it ‘boogeyman’ or something, but even if my neck was exposed,
I had difficulty sleeping, and I made sure that every single part of me was
under the blankets, all tucked in all nice-like.
Now I’m all of nearly 40 and I remembered that issue when I was a kid. Yet I
don’t remember having been told some ‘scary story’ that would justify the fear
felt in a 5 year old--I don’t remember sitting around a campfire or hanging out
with friends, hearing some sort of morbid tale that would relate to the
childhood fear, yet I do remember the fear and having had the fear back to my
earliest recollection.
What I fouund interesting, and this is how mids work at 1 a.m., is that a few
weeks back, I had to visit the facilities at work, and I brought a Reader’s
Digest for some sort of reading-‘pass the time’ thing. In this particular
Reader’s Digest there was an article about how people back in the 17-18 century
handled the night--ripping off bark on trees to expose the ‘lighter wood’
underneath so they could follow a trail, and other such kinda nifty stuff. But
what my mind remmebered last night, was the one section where some people
believed that they had to have all extremeties tucked under the sheets--nothing
could hang out over the edge of the bed for fear of ‘something’ that would
attack/consume or gain entry into their spiritual selves.
Well that kept me awake a little longer, thinking about how that related to my
ideas of my fears at a young age, and grasping that I experienced relatively the
same fears when I was four and five as those folks that lived over a century
ago.
I once had an inkling of an idea that, in my mind, reincarnation may be a load
of horse puckies--but what may be happening is that thoughts and ideas are
getting ‘worked into’ the DNA nad being passed to successive generations. Now
hear me out--they say that kids today are learning faster and better than
previous generations--sure the teaching methods more than likely have improved,
but mayhaps the ability to learn gets passed thru DNA from one generation to the
next. Maybe, and again, this is not definitive nor do I have anything beyond a
beginning of a concept, but maybe one idea that could explain these ‘weird
reincarnations/past lives/mythos spanning generations’ is these things are
written into our very building blocks of who we are.
So this is a long way of getting to your point--in the Bible it states somewhere
that the ‘Laws of God are written on people’s hearts’. It could be that, on a
DNA level, ideas and ideals are there that have been there from the beginning.
Looking at the society as it is, it appears to be heading in a non-random
direction over the course of history--going from chaotic persons to a more
organized society.
It’s a direction and it appears to me anyway, that it isn’t a random one--it
makes sense. Then again, those living in it would have difficulty thinking it
didn’t make sense, but that’s a whole other debate.
Bottom line is perhaps the ‘word of God’ is written on our hearts (DNA,
whatever). Most people know when they’re doing something wrong--it’s called
‘conscience’. Where’d that come from? Where does that little voice that says
‘taking that candy bar from that store, even though right now there’s absolutely
no way you’d ever get caught, is still wrong!’ I dunno. I sometimes think that
the little voice is more than what my parents instilled on me whilst I was
growing up.
Oh, and when I eventually did fall asleep, my foot was nicely ensconsed under
the covers...
Dave K
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