I lose my patience with Rob M. and Pray to Jesus because they bring the same arguments to the table over and over and over despite having been completely countered and properly done by multiple people in each previous thread they've participated in.
I lose my patience because they don't learn despite every single argument of theirs being properly deconstructed and they simply bury their heads in the sand or plug their ears and go NUH UH! NUH UH! NUH UH!
So make all the strawman arguments you want against me, but when you're ready to get back to the conversation, like an adult, we can start with my favorite question that I have asked 50,000 times with ZERO answers from anyone on the religious side of the bench:
What evidence have you seen to support the existence of a god?
I started by believing that the Christian God exists but I had nobody to teach me who had awakened by Christian technique, the technique where a person's love for God becomes so strong they become subsumed into their ideal. So my ideas of who God is were very naïve. But I learned to love the good and despise evil and I saw that evil everywhere I turned including in me.
So I set about to prove that God exists to ease the pain I felt that good people suffer at the hands of evil. But I failed. I concluded that belief in God is just an illusion that fools believe to avoid pain. Of course that left me with all that suffering and sadness, that good is as meaningless as evil and all the longing and hope people feel is empty. There is no heaven and no act of evil will ever be righted. My promising young life ended right there.
I turned to philosophy for answers but found only what to me looked like rationalization, the avoidance of what I knew to be true.
Finally I came to Zen by chance or because I was a driven seeker. Here were folk who spoke of not God, of a world devoid of meaning, but were completely and totally content and this threw me into violent rage. How could these assholes say what they say, see what they see and be happy. They even had a description of it.....a man with tiring arms hanging from a cliff, a tiger above and a tiger below, who picks a strawberry that tastes so good.
I could not get this out of my mind, the rage the frustration, the sadness of not knowing what this could mean. So I read more of this Zen thingi, exposing myself to a completely different way of thinking, a form of realization that did not depend on a belief in God, a path that I could go down, except, of course, for the fact I didn't understand what the fuck they were saying. Mumbo Jumbo, you see, a magical strawberry that was weighting for me, just another dumb religion.
Well, one night in deep thought about my condition, pondering the problem of meaning and why I even needed it, I awoke to the fact that the need for meaning is as meaningless as everything else. So there I was thanks to Christianity full of a need for meaning, and thanks to Zen, supported in the certainty there is none, deep in thought when the wind hit my house and I went from deep thought to silent peace of mind. I woke up and as I did saw in a flash that the need for meaning is as meaningless as everything else. I had clung to a need for meaning even though I knew there was none.
The sudden ending of deep suffering and the arrival of peace was very convincing to me that what man has always been seeking is himself awake in the now. That is the strawberry, the moment of plucking and tasting.
It is awakening that the world seeks in everything but the seeking of the world is upside down. We seek the truth out there but the truth that I see is that real truth is the love that is when I AM.
A further thing that I realized was that this truth can arrive in many ways. One person may take a drug and have a now experience, another may arrive through prayer, or like me by thinking, or the martial artist through bringing his body into the now. Then there are combinations of these three.
So, while the truth can only be known by those who taste, the outsider can be called to that possibility by finding words about himself that correspond to his inner reality. For me it was words about a strawberry. For you it might be getting lost in a beautiful sunset, or when a temple bell rings. But as long as your now lasts, you are always there, in the kingdom or heaven, or the home of the Zen Master. As the Master says, it would be nice to know it.
Bottom line then is that the proof in in the pudding and all that business about knowing them by their fruits, strawberries, in my case. It's strawberries all the way down.