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Who am I? Honestly, I ask myself that all the time. People love to label you—they say, "Hey, you're Mark," or "You're John," or "You're Peter," or whatever. Let’s say my name is Mark. Everyone tells me, "You're Mark," but that's technically wrong. You aren't your name. If that were true, I wouldn't be me anymore just because I changed my name—which is obviously nonsense. So, what am I then? Am I just my body? Some scientists claim every single cell in our bodies replaces itself every seven years, which would imply my body isn't even "me" anymore. Or maybe I'm just my thoughts? But even those change constantly—what I thought yesterday isn't what I'm thinking today. If I'm not my name, not my body, and not my thoughts... then who the hell am I?
Ethan Kim4 said:That’s just not right. Most believers—the vast majority, anyway—make absolute, apodictic claims about their faith and basically treat their belief as synonymous with truth itself.
Let them prove they're telling the truth if they can, and you try proving it isn't—assuming we're talking about faith.
swiftcobra15 said:Basically, what anti-theists and atheists actually have in common is just this refusal to accept claims about God's existence.
A claim is supposed to be knowledge backed by proof—but no believer actually makes "claims." They just believe things. There’s zero overlap between knowledge (a claim) and faith.
People talk about all these different kinds of Love—human, divine, whatever—and I can't help but wonder if we’re just slapping a label on some vague sensation, or if it's actually something else entirely... or maybe it's all just one big thing. We can sit around and philosophize about it all day, but honestly, most of the time it just leaves you completely speechless (which isn't a bad thing, really).