No, you are not. these people must’ve masturbated, hence they’re sinful.
Or they wore mixed fabric clothing, so they’re basically satan
Satin, you say?
Statins
Wait, so all this time I should have been going full denim?
Including your underpants. And socks.
And skin.
Santa
But you just created them. The whole of their lives they have been tied to that track the way a character is trapped in the holodeck. When have they had time to sin?
According to the 20 commandments that i just made up-
drop one stone tablet
10 commandments that i just made up, thou shall not question the decision of god, hereby you’re sinned.
Nice reference drop there.
Even Jesus said imagining adultery is the same as committing it. They can still think, ergo they are worthy of punishment
So… Christianity has thought crimes?
Property is theft in the same way that religion is sin
No. What he was saying is that everything you do starts off as a thought. So instead of policing your own actions, police your own thoughts and don’t entertain the bad ones when they enter your mind. Then when the opportunity presents itself - let’s say she indicates she’s up for a quickie behind the bike sheds, if you’ve already been fantasising about all the different scenarios you’re much more likely to take her up on it than if you haven’t. Therefore you should consider thinking about adultery as being just as bad as the act itself, even though it really isn’t.
so… thought crimes then?
Absolutely.
*Suddenly, you find yourself together with the people on the tracks.*
-embrace sweet death
They should just repent for existing, if they can’t even do that they’re basically just asking for the train
I sin multiple times per day but it’s ok because I always make sure to kill god first.
Aren’t they from birth sinful?
Imminent death and dismemberment is my kink
the simulation we are all trapped in resets as they now need to include a provision that no weird af kinks screw up the test
And then when they all believe, you change the rules because you accidentally spawned to many people.
God: “I can only save some of you!”
People: “How many?”
God: “Twelve…”
People: “Twelve?!? But there are many more of us”
God: “Times 12…”
People: “144?!? But there are still many more!”
God:“… thousand.”
People “Oh lord, I’m one of those 144000, right?”
God: “Of course you are my dear”.
Other people:“…but you already saved more than 144000 before we were even born?”
God:" yeah well, just believe me OK?"
Depends on denomination but source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/144,000
It’s amazing that there are so many different interpretation. Religious people have such creative imaginations.
I’m reading a fictional book series where a character in the first few books literally becomes the new god… then the later books take place a few hundred years later, and you see how the new god laid everything out for the people, and gave them books on how to prosper and all this valuable info… and STILL these idiots ended up forming various competing religions, full of BS!
mistborn saga, right?
Haha yup!
I mean, the trolley obviously can’t fit under the bridge, so this seems like a mass murder/suicide scenario.
The bridge will part!
Using the power of beyblade!
Me when I split the sea with a bayblade
What if the trolley can shrink when going under the bridge
What if they accept that I’m the creator of the situation but I still don’t save them as I promised?
You have a plan, that doesn’t involve them. And it was all for good.
No no no, doesn’t stop there.
Then you created a business, run by your most…devout… followers, they’ll manage the business.
You pay them to collect money for you, and um, teach them the ways and make sure they bring their families and friends in.
You tell them they are all horrible people who will suffer in eternity unless they worship you and thank you that they were born.
Then your managers, they meet with all your followers and
shake them downtell them how important it is to fund the business.It’s a very complex thing really being the creator of the universe and having to have people start a business to fund…um…worshiping you…
When a creator does it, the word is “ineffable”. Just like how when I’m rich, I’ll become eccentric.
Nah, fuck that. I’m eccentric now. What’s a rich guy going to do about it?
They’ll be beside themselves if this ever gets out. They might be driven to buy multiple motor yachts that they’ll never even clap eyes on, to cope with that
For this to be more accurate you need to take the “God” out of the image entirely.
Nice
Substitute the trolley for a tornado, the tracks for homes, the deity killing randomly with said tornado, and the survivors thanking deity for their survival (and their neighbors’ deaths).
Not a good analogy? Of course it isn’t. God doesn’t exist, and if he does, he’s perfectly happy killing you and destroying your family for no reason whatsoever, and your neighbors will thank him for doing so.
Of course that is not something I could judge by myself. You will have to ask the people in the situation and see what they will answer of their own free will.
Evil is a dumb term. The word they are looking for is “responsible”.
It was already a fun thread, but this comment upps it a notch.
And then here comes Cormac McCarthy (RIP) to shit all over your idea of some benevolent god, to give you a real sense of how chaotically brutal the reality of life actually is, to question autonomy and the very notion of free-will, and to maybe, as a side-effect of literature, to make you think twice about everything you’ve assumed about the world.
Gonna miss that guy.
I don’t know why the Nobel asswipes didn’t give him the recognition he deserved.
My guess is that his work was too “American” for their tastes.
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I was thinking more of “Blood Meridian,” but it’s definitely true that “The Road” tackles a lot of similar themes albeit on a more personal and isolated scale.
I think “No Country” also is a continuation of said themes, with Anton Chigur as a sort of modern incarnation of The Judge. He must own everything. Nothing can be allowed to exist or happen save by his dispensation.
He is an amoral archon, as is life and the universe itself. He is offended only by those who refuse to acknowledge and countenance the cruel and arbitrary nature of reality itself.
Decisions and random facts of chance have permanent consequences, none of which can or should be escapable. It’s offensive to The Judge/Anton Chigur that anyone might imagine otherwise.
In this situation, I could see it being done in order to announce that you have the power to alter reality on a whim, and really need people to get with the program.
So I would say it would depend on your other intentions, as if you have the creative power that is chested, you could easily bring someone back to life and place them in another scenario until they actually understand what you’re trying to tell them.
I don’t have enough information to ascertain whether or not the omnipotent being is evil or just a prankster.
Why do you have to “announce” your capabilities to beings you designed? Why do you have to onboard them to your “program” at all? If you truly are omnipotent, simply make beings that already know, and are already with the program. Assuming that is indeed what you want, why would you do anything else?
Are you throwing in extra steps for your own amusement? Just as a prank? Why? You’re omniscient. You already know how it ends. What’s amusing about it?
You are either toying with beings you created to be non-accepting and deliberately presenting conditions that won’t convince them, or you’re lacking one or both of omnipotence or omniscience.
An argument straight from the edgy teen atheist textbook, sure, but nonetheless one I have yet to see a compelling rebuttal for.
But, by your argument, you do have enough evidence to rule out benevolence, no?
No not really, my friends and I fuck with each other all the time, but we never do permanent harm or majorly inconvience each other.
If I could just snap my fingers and rewrite reality, I’d totally put those closest to me through a haunted mansion to be just by a serial killer, maybe even have them die a couple of times as a joke…
Then I’d bring them back to life and we’d go to the planet of nymphomaniacs to laugh it off over a few ambrosial liqours and impossibly large breasted company.
“You really had me going with the whole Saw trap, but then when I cut off my leg to escape the trap you changed my biology so that I could just re-attach it. Such a kidder.”
You’re not mysterious! You’re just a jerk!
I feel like that would make me some edgy child, messing around with legos or playdough.
