By that I mean, it must be an inherently comforting thing to think - we inherently know this and want there to be something after death, because it feels right, or more meaningful. There’s a reason basically every civilization ever has some sort of afterlife ethos.

I realize I am basically horseshoeing my way into evangelicalism but still. Maybe life was better if we believed there was something beyond this. [edit - please note that yes, the world is shitty, things are awful and getting worse, and that is exactly my point – we get THIS SHIT, and nothing else? god that’s awful]

        • prole@lemmy.blahaj.zone
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          4 months ago

          You don’t understand statistics. It’s the opposite. The odds of life not existing in a universe this incomprehensibly large are infinitesimally small.

          It would be far more notable if 4+billion years of this shit and none of the literally countless planets (in our galaxy alone.) capable of hosting life contained life.

      • superkret
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        4 months ago

        No, science simply doesn’t (and can’t) provide any answers or odds for or against god.
        God by definition isn’t subject to the laws of nature, and all science does is observe nature and come up with theories that fit the observation.

          • superkret
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            4 months ago

            OK, what numbers go into those statistics? How do you calculate the odds of god existing? Should be precise, since it’s math.

                • prole@lemmy.blahaj.zone
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                  4 months ago

                  I was just being goofy there, bud. I don’t think the possibility is zero, just very very low. And let’s remember that the onus is not on me to disprove anything. That is not how logic or epistemology works. I’m not the one making the extraordinary claim here…

                  Frankly, if I’m being honest, I just don’t feel like having this type of conversation right now. I don’t believe there is anything either of us could say that would change the others’ mind, and I would rather enjoy my Sunday (a day that became far more enjoyable when I left Christianity and reclaimed the day for myself).