Toxic Posted October 26, 2007 Share Posted October 26, 2007 I always though St Paul and Mohammed were peas from a pod - I mean in Islam you've got Mohammed coming along and saying "I was in a cave and suddenly I had a revelation from Jibril" and in Xtianity you've got Paul saying "I was suddenly blinded on the road to Damascus and had a revelation". ok in Christianity Paul is not regarded as an actual prophet but as Ruth Hermance Green put it, If Jesus is sitting at the right hand side of the Lord Paul is most definitely sitting at his left. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ouroboros Posted October 26, 2007 Share Posted October 26, 2007 It's also interesting that so many religions started in a desert. It must be the shrooms, peyote cactus or molded bread to blame for it. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
par4dcourse Posted October 26, 2007 Share Posted October 26, 2007 It's also interesting that so many religions started in a desert. It must be the shrooms, peyote cactus or molded bread to blame for it. And virgins. They all seem to have some sort of fascination with virgins. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monk Posted October 26, 2007 Share Posted October 26, 2007 It's also interesting that so many religions started in a desert. It must be the shrooms, peyote cactus or molded bread to blame for it. I was in Iraq for a few months, and I did alot of contemplating on this very subject. Here's a brief rundown of what I thought about it (copied from a larger work in my blog): "Then in 2004, my unit was finally activated to go to Iraq. While there, I spent all my extra time thinking about my life, and religion once more took center stage. I used to stare at the desert and listen to the Muslim call to prayer, and I could actually see how this area of the world had been the cradle of so many world religions... so many lies. There was a magic to it all: the land, my thoughts, the calls. Indeed, it was not hard to imagine that a person could find what they deemed their own personal truth in that place. In fact, the seeds of what would become my own (atheist) truth grew there. The more I thought, the more I realized that what I was feeling was not some innate religious power held by the land. Rather, I had come to love the desert itself. What little faith I had left began to erode with the sand. I came to see for the first time the ultimate source of religious belief: man's desire to explain the beauty and mystery of his natural environment. I did not feel the presence of any god... just the awe of standing in the cradle of civilization. It was a spiritual awakening, but certainly NOT religious. I felt alive for the first time." Basically, for me at least, I felt powerful, overwhelming, emotions, but it was because of my circumstance and the charisma that the desert seems to have. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mwc Posted October 26, 2007 Share Posted October 26, 2007 Being alone in a desert gives one time to polish any turd. mwc Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Monk Posted October 26, 2007 Share Posted October 26, 2007 Being alone in a desert gives one time to polish any turd. mwc Indeed. I'm just grateful that I avoided some sort of "born again" moment by realizing it was love of the land and not "god speaking to me" or some other such nonsense. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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