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"The Bible is fiction."

The bible was written a long time ago and was used as a way of controlling people. Ordinary people were scared of this thing known as God because they did not understand death. We still do not understand death but at least we understand life a little better.
God was used to explain the unexplainable but now we understand some of the unexplainable. We no longer need God like our ancesters. All we need is hope...
Human nature is destruction and the only thing that we should hope for is that we do not destroy the beautiful planet on which we live. We do not deserve the gifts we have but maybe one day we will be truely gateful for them...

Just to let you know, FF, I may be out of touch for awhile. Going to university for a degree in something. I'll keep tabs when I can and post when able. May God bless you and yours.

(But don't think you blokes are rid of me!!)

Yes, I think that. I'm not 100% sure though because there's no solid proof.

Yep.

Do you think that random chaos could have produced beautiful plants and animals?

Give us proof He exists?

I believe in evolution because it seems more realistic, but I don't swear by it. I live my life as I feel best.

Been trying to debate the "fiction" of the Bible here. Anywhere. It BECOMES the "people vs. Forest Fan" because all you blokes get off track. If you would stay on track, maybe we could supply answers.

And, Deathskitten, I always knew you were a she, not a he.

PsY©Ho FoX 1987 wrote:
> Well i think Deathskitten doesn't come on this thread anymore as it's
> changed from what he wanted to discuss almost after the first page.

Just want everyone to be sure of one thing i'm a she not a he!

PsY©Ho FoX 1987 wrote:
> Well i think Deathskitten doesn't come on this thread anymore as it's
> changed from what he wanted to discuss almost after the first page.

Yeh, just turned into another The People vs. Forest Fan argument.

just thought i'd bring a little humour into the thread!

One day Mrs. Jones went to have a talk with the minister at the local church. "Reverend," she said, "I have a problem, my husband keeps falling asleep during your sermons. It's very embarrassing. What should I do?"

"I have an idea," said the minister. "Take this hatpin with you. I will be able to tell when Mr. Jones is sleeping, and I will motion to you at specific times. When I motion, you give him a good poke in the leg."

In church the following Sunday, Mr. Jones dozed off. Noticing this, the preacher put his plan to work. "And who made the ultimate sacrifice for you?" he said, nodding to Mrs. Jones.

"Jesus!", Jones cried as his wife jabbed him the leg with the hatpin.

"Yes, you are right, Mr. Jones," said the minister. Soon, Mr. Jones nodded off again. Again, the minister noticed. "Who is your redeemer?" he asked the congregation, motioning towards Mrs. Jones.

"God!" Mr. Jones cried out as he was stuck again with the hatpin.

"Right again," said the minister, smiling. Before long, Mr. Jones again winked off. However, this time the minister did not notice. As he picked up the tempo of his sermon, he made a few motions that Mrs. Jones mistook as signals to bayonet her husband with the hatpin again.

The minister asked, "And what did Eve say to Adam after she bore him his 99th son?"

Mrs. Jones poked her husband, who yelled, "You stick that goddamned thing in me one more time and I'll break it in half and shove it up your ass!"

"Amen," replied the congregation.