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Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby plwk » Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:08 am



So, what would you do if you met 'god'? :popcorn:
Bhikkhus, if you develop and make much this one thing,
it invariably leads to weariness, cessation, appeasement, realization and extinction.
What is it? It is recollecting the Enlightened One.
If this single thing is recollected and made much,
it invariably leads to weariness, cessation, appeasement, realization and extinction.

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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Ben » Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:10 am

plwk wrote:So, what would you do if you met 'god'? :popcorn:

Invite him in for a cup of tea.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Reductor » Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:11 am

I'd ask him whether or not he's a follower of the Buddha. It'd be great if God and I could talk Dhamma. ;)
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby James the Giant » Mon Nov 05, 2012 8:40 am

I'd say OOPS! Sorry. Can I still come in?
Then,
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you will put an end to suffering and stress.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Yana » Mon Nov 05, 2012 8:55 am

Look at him straight in the eyes and sing "What if God was one of us.."
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby polarbuddha101 » Mon Nov 05, 2012 9:34 am

I don't know, I think I'd let him have the first word.
"I don't envision a single thing that, when developed & cultivated, leads to such great benefit as the mind. The mind, when developed & cultivated, leads to great benefit."

"I don't envision a single thing that, when undeveloped & uncultivated, brings about such suffering & stress as the mind. The mind, when undeveloped & uncultivated, brings about suffering & stress."
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby tiltbillings » Mon Nov 05, 2012 9:43 am

Yana wrote:Look at him straight in the eyes and sing "What if God was one of us.."
Heck, I'd ask him if he did:


This being is bound to samsara, kamma is his means for going beyond.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Sam Vara » Mon Nov 05, 2012 10:30 am

Born screaming small into this world-
Living I am.
Occupational therapy twixt birth and death-
What was I before?
What will I be next?
What am I now?
Cruel answer carried in the jesting mind
of a careless God
I will not bend and grovel
When I die. If He says my sins are myriad
I will ask why He made me so imperfect
And he will say 'My chisels were blunt'
I will say 'Then why did you make so
many of me'.

Spike Milligan

On a slightly different note, it is interesting that Dawkins thinks that it was impossible, pre-Darwin, to be an "intellectually fulfilled atheist". I wonder what type of fulfilment he thinks the intellect affords us.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby nibbuti » Mon Nov 05, 2012 1:20 pm

Funny Richard Dawkins :)

There are some 'science believers' who are like cows who eat the grass but do not know the fauna

on the other hand the Buddha is commonly identified with religion but used the scientific principle

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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby tiltbillings » Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:26 pm

nibbuti wrote:Funny Richard Dawkins :)

There are some 'science believers' who are like cows who eat the grass but do not know the fauna

on the other hand the Buddha is commonly identified with religion but used the scientific principle
Science is always open ended, which is to say that it is open to revision in term of new facts. Is Buddhism so?
This being is bound to samsara, kamma is his means for going beyond.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Alex123 » Mon Nov 05, 2012 5:59 pm

About what Richard Dawkins said at the end:

Why did the God conceal himself? A smart believer can answer that:

1)God deliberately conceals himself and plants evidence against His existence to test our faith.

2) Evolution does NOT refute God. A smart believer can say that God made evolution, Big Bang, whatever science discovers to occur.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Modus.Ponens » Mon Nov 05, 2012 6:09 pm

Honestly? I would say "Go f*** yourself, you maniac!" That would be the first thing I would say. From there on, idk. It would depend on how he responded.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Dmytro » Mon Nov 05, 2012 6:28 pm

plwk wrote:So, what would you do if you met 'god'? :popcorn:


IMHO, since the notion of God the Father denotes as well all the jhanic planes, every serious jhana practitioner meets the God.
So, when I would meet 'god', I would develop wisdom (panna) during the meeting by tracking the Conditioned Arising.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Sambojjhanga » Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:29 pm

plwk wrote:
So, what would you do if you met 'god'? :popcorn:


Give him much metta since he's deluded like all beings in Samsara...

Metta!

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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby BubbaBuddhist » Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:59 pm

I would say, "Funny, you don't look Jewish."

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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby BubbaBuddhist » Sun Nov 11, 2012 3:47 pm

THE DOG WHO HUMPED GOD
By Me

There is a peaceful park where I sometimes go to read when the world gets to be too much for my tired brain. There, the autumn air blows tranquil, sweet, and cool. It's on the campus, and the students have honored the space with their creative efforts. Scattered throughout the quad are various works of sculpture, some surprisingly good; some simple but oddly moving. You will find twisted abstract representations of post-adolescent angst; intricately carved pieces of found materials arranged in cunning combinations and some anomalous creations that beggar description.

Near the bench where I like to sit is a fairly good representation of Michelangelo’s Jehovah Giving Life to Adam, carved from what appears to be a piece of driftwood, undoubtedly scavenged from one of Indiana's bountiful lakes. If you want artistic junk, our lakes are a treasure trove. Once I found a piece of Styrofoam that looked like Liberace in profile. My wife found a geode that, if you squint at it just right, looks like an out-of-focus television playing a Bon Ami commercial. This particular statue is not a bad reproduction of the Italian masterpiece Buonarotti so eloquently conjured from his magnificent brush, though Old Jehovah's carved expression, rather than radiating equal measure of wisdom and compassion, seems more like the cynical leer of a grifter about to pull one over on the doe-eyed, innocent Adam -- which, upon reflection on the whole Garden of Eden affair, with the Churchez-le-femme scam involving the woman, the infamous fruit, and, of all things, a smooth-talking serpent, may not be all that far from the reality of the situation. Talk about the original Sting.

Cynicism aside, it's October, and the air smells of cinnamon, wood smoke and dried leaves. I have a book of short stories and a warm drink, so not much can go wrong on a day like this. As I settle into the comfortable complacency that comes easier the further I advance into middle age, a small dog, a Welsh terrier I believe, wobbles into my range of vision.

I say he wobbles, because he's missing his left hind leg. This subtraction doesn't seem to have diminished his self-esteem a single jot; he struts about with all the confidence of a senator. I know the dog is a "he" because the missing hindlimb provides an unobstructed view of his undercarriage, and his credentials as a male canine are both impressive and
completely intact. Although missing a leg, this dog is complete in a manner his other doggy comrades might envy.

As this abridged but confident rake surveyed his domain, his eye lit upon the sculpture of Jehovah and His young protégé. The impudent cur lurched over and sniffed Jehovah's sandal, circumambulated the base of the monument, and studied the situation with a keen, practiced eye. I watched transfixed; was this saucy cockerel going to desecrate our most sacred metaphor? Was the divine spark of life passed to us by our creator about to be doused with a spray of urine?

Oh no, it was worse -- much worse. That wretched creature worked his way onto the sculpture and began wriggling his hips in an unmistakably erotic manner. His lip curled in an expression of lust or scorn, the randy devil looked in my direction as though daring me --me, who was shaped in God's own image, to try to stop him from humping Our Father's Heavenly Calf.

But I couldn't move, nor could I speak. I was nailed to the spot. The philosophical implications of this tableau set off neuronal firings in my brain of such scope and magnitude that I was for the moment paralytic. But in contrast to my physical paralysis my mind was a beehive of convoluted activity. I imagined with perfect clarity the sniggering specters of Sartre,
Nietzsche, Freud, and Voltaire sitting on the bench with me, nudging each other and passing a bottle of schnapps. Even Nature Herself seemed shocked to silence by this outrage. I swear I could hear the sound of a single leaf whispering through the air in slow motion: shoof, shoof, shoof.

Within my very essence, gears turned, pieces meshed together. All of this meant something, something--big. I was on the verge of a titanic, cosmic revelation, something that would change the course of human destiny, possibly the enlightenment of the entire human race. I was almost there; it was just within my grasp, when an earsplitting shriek split the air.

The moment was gone. My grasp on the infinite secret slipped away. The leaf's graceful dance ended as a chill wind spun it aside. A tiny, gnarled elderly woman staggered onto the scene, leaning on a cane:

"Willis! Wi-i-i-i--lis! What are you doing? OH DEAR GOD THAT'S GOD! You Ba-a-a-a-ad dog!"

She waved her walking-stick, a bright, neon-green tennis ball on the tip describing figure-eights in Willis's direction, breaking the blasphemous spell. Willis, his lust for Divine carnal relations at least temporarily sated, slid down and oscillated over to his mistress, tongue lolling. She cast an apologetic and somehow scandalized look in my direction, as though I were somehow responsible for urging her dog to such unspeakable irreverence. Willis turned his head toward me and sneered.

To this day I'm puzzled by Willis's motives. Was it simple leg-lust? If so, why go for the cold statue when there was a warm, vibrant leg attached to me, not ten feet away? Was it my breath? I've faced sexual rejection before, but can my self esteem hold up under being turned away by a dog? Or was Willis making a defiant statement, humping the leg of the God who cruelly deprived him, an innocent if excitable little doggie, of one of his limbs?

Who knows?

All I know is that if it ever becomes my good fortune to visit Italy, as I've always dreamed, and if I stand in the Sistine Chapel and gaze up at Michelangelo's most splendid masterpiece, what should be the finest and best moment of my life will be diluted by the memory of a shrill, Midwestern voice shrieking, "Willis! OH DEAR GOD THAT'S GOD! you Ba-a-a-a-ad dog!"

Thanks, you horny little SOB.
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby m0rl0ck » Sun Nov 11, 2012 3:47 pm

You mean Richard Dawkins isn't god? Have you fact-checked this with Richard Dawkins?
"Even if you've read the whole Canon and can remember lots of teachings; even if you can explain them in poignant ways, with lots of people to respect you; even if you build a lot of monastery buildings, or can explain inconstancy, stress, and not-self in the most detailed fashion ... The only thing that serves your own true purpose is release from suffering.

"And you'll be able to gain release from suffering only when you know the one mind."

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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby m0rl0ck » Sun Nov 11, 2012 3:57 pm

BubbaBuddhist wrote:THE DOG WHO HUMPED GOD
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That was diverting ty :)
"Even if you've read the whole Canon and can remember lots of teachings; even if you can explain them in poignant ways, with lots of people to respect you; even if you build a lot of monastery buildings, or can explain inconstancy, stress, and not-self in the most detailed fashion ... The only thing that serves your own true purpose is release from suffering.

"And you'll be able to gain release from suffering only when you know the one mind."

http://www.accesstoinsight.org/lib/thai ... eleft.html
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Sylvester » Mon Nov 12, 2012 3:34 am

Sam Vara wrote:On a slightly different note, it is interesting that Dawkins thinks that it was impossible, pre-Darwin, to be an "intellectually fulfilled atheist". I wonder what type of fulfilment he thinks the intellect affords us.


I don't think anyone since Hume has outdone the Father of Post-Modernism, who seems to have had a rip-roaring good time as an atheist (minus those few years he was on the run).
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Re: Richard Dawkins: If I met god when I die.

Postby Kim OHara » Mon Nov 12, 2012 4:30 am

BubbaBuddhist wrote:THE DOG WHO HUMPED GOD
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All I know is that if it ever becomes my good fortune to visit Italy, as I've always dreamed, and if I stand in the Sistine Chapel and gaze up at Michelangelo's most splendid masterpiece, what should be the finest and best moment of my life will be diluted by the memory of a shrill, Midwestern voice shrieking, "Willis! OH DEAR GOD THAT'S GOD! you Ba-a-a-a-ad dog!"

Thanks, you horny little SOB.

Thanks, BB, too.
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