There is no God.
There, I said it. And as much as it pains a part of myself that was brought up
by deeply religious mother, I have to admit it - there is none. This is not my belief
- let me be clear about that - belief needs my agreeing. As if my concurring
makes it more real. No, I am talking facts. Facts do not care, if one believes
in them or not. They hold true no matter what. Recently, I watched a video on
Youtube. It was a long monologue of some
Imam trying to demonstrate with logic how islam is somewhat different from
other religions. He stated that truth can be for some 1+2 =3 (true) and for
some 1+2 =4 or 1 (seemingly true). He said the latters are close to the truth,
but only one is truly correct, thus justifying the correctness of Islam. There
were several mistakes in his approach, but I will only note this one. He stated
believers that 1+2=1 or 4 are close to the truth. I know what he meant by that,
but he used a wrong analogy, and there is the irony. In mathematics or science
there is no “being close to truth”. Something is either true or not. That is
how concept of truth works. There is only one. The one of facts - what happened
when and where! Implications these facts produce are a subject to an objective
and logical inquisition to prove or disprove them in order to get a deeper
understanding of reality. There might be only one truth, however, there are
countless interpretations of it. And this is in a way what I am talking about
here.
