Here is something I heard on the news this morning: Dozens in Texas claim to have seen UFO.
I thought to myself that had the same ocurrence taken place 8,000 years ago, with how humanity saw the universe back then, not filled with creatures but with gods, people would have interpreted what they saw in the language of the day, through the lenses of their culture and declared that they saw God’s chariot, perhaps.
The other thing I thought about was the objections to belief from “personal experience”. I do believe, yes, but it did not come from a “personal experience”, nor could it come from any one experience. The belief in that higher being preceedes, is prior to any abnormal experience. We then attach to that experience, ambiguous on it’s own, the interpretation that agrees with our perspective of the world and it’s constituents. Suppose I am a blank slate, as far as religious feelings are concerned. Imagine a perfect scientist riding his donkey on the road to Damascus…or on the road to Chicago…it does not matter. Now he does have an experience of something. Let me recreate that dialogue:
Voice: Friedrich, Friedrich!
Friedreich: What is this? I hear a voice but I cannot see a body. I must be hallucinating…bad coffee…one too many donuts. I better see a doctor. Maybe a shrink…
V: “You’re not hallucinating, Friedrich. It is Iam that I am, your creator.”
F: I heard some semites talk about this…But why should I believe you? Maybe you’re a minion of one of those Devils I also heard them talk about. I heard them say that other people’s gods were indeed just devils posing as if they were their revealed God. I have never met God before, and it is not as if one meets God as one meets a person and says, you’re Michael, while another is Peter, for I have both a clear vision of who is who, but in the case of the Creator, how could I decide if indeed you’re the Creator we believe was needed to Create the universe and not just a lower deity in the ranks of said creation?
V: Your disbelief offends me. I should bring a flood just to erase you.
F: But that would not prove to me that you’re the creator and not some higher creature. That would prove your power to destroy, but not to create.
V: What would make you happy? Should I create a whole new universe, repeat myself, my Word, so that you witnesses the creation by the Creator?
F: That would be impressive and as a scientist there is no telling how much I could learn…in fact perhaps I might learn enough to do it myself, just as we have learned to cure many illnesses that once require divine intervention. I would like that…but…
V: But what you fastidious little gnat?!
F: Well, that would only prove that you are a Creator of Universes, but how do I know that there are not more of these beings? More Creators?
V:Preposterous!
F:Perhaps…and even if you do prove that you can create a universe you might just be the means by which a universe is created. That is, that you yourself are created for the purpose of a higher being to create the universe. So that the Creator of the Universe was himself a Creature.
V: I am God and there are no other Gods beside me!
F: So you say, but how could you prove it beyond any reasonable doubt? I have to take your word on this. The very argument used to require a creator for the universe, that something must come from something and this something is equated to you, still requires another something to account for the existence of this something, which is to mean:“You”.
V: Be reasonable, Friedrich. based on that reasoning, how far will you have to go to find the Uncreated Creator? You only have one life. Even Aristotle settled for the Immovable Mover, which some have correctly interpreted as being Me.
F: I would die uncertain, I guess. That is the solution granted by reason alone, by objective observation of the facts and probabilities. Anywhere that I choose to stop this infinite regression in tracing the Uncreated, remains a choice, not an objective fact. I would settle, I would have to settle to believe in You or in another, for if tomorrow some other Voice approches me and says that It and not You, is the true Uncreated, I would not be able to tell the difference.
V: As It to create an Uncreated Being. Ask It to create an Omnipotent Being.
F: What would that prove? Logically I can see what you aim to do but empirically, I, as a finite being, could never observe infinite power, could never experience it. I have a word for it, but no actual or objective referent. I might as well ask for the Being to create the Highest Number, just as logically impossible to ask It to create a Highest Being.
V: Omnipotence is not a number.
F: Right, but is still meaningless to scientists who must deal with what is quantifiable. How are you going to prove to a scientist that you’re omnipotent? Or that another Being, who claims to be the same, is not in fact more potent than You?
V: That is easy. I shall destroy it.
F: Just as you destryed Satan? Oh but you didn’t…
V: All in the right time, and at my pleasure…
F: Still…
V: Still what?!!
F: Well, destruction is destruction and not creation. You would prove to me that you’re indeed more powerful than X, the measure used to grade that power is a contest of one against the other. It does not prove that there is no Higher Being besides You. If a dog kills another dog, I know which dog, between these two was the strongest, but I cannot know that there is not another dog, yet more powerful than the winning Dog. If the Dog knows the trick of talking, as you do, he might tell me how he has proven that he is the omnipotent dog, the highest dog, but he has simply allowed for the measure of strenght, finitely, against this opponent. It is a finite test of strenght, not an infinite and universal proof which could be delivered to my measurements. Even if no other dog ever appears to challenge the winning dog, that does not prove to me that it is impossible that such dog does not exist. I am a puny little scientist, bound to the limits of my observations. I can prove and be demonstrated to the quality of potency, but omnipotence is beyond measure, beyond nature, beyond what I believe is the method of proof or disproof: beyond science, it is meta-physics.
V: is not your prescious science meta-physical in it’s redaction of Laws of Nature?
F: No, because any Law can be revised when the data exceeds the explanatory virtues of the Law. The 2nd Law of Thermodynamic for example would cease if the dishes in my kitchen began to clean themselves.
V:Would it convince you if I made that happen.
F: You could tell me that you made it happen, just as some quack on the street might tell me that he brought rain today. A coincidence is not causality.
V: I grow tired of you, but desire you ever more for never had something been so rare as a true agnostic. You’re like a virgin and I so much want to be your first time. Just tell me then, how can I convince you? Isn’t there some way? The agnostic is only waiting for a personal experience, is he not, before he believes, right? Well, name your price…
F: I wish I had a price, that I had an idea, clear as day of what is God or what isn’t God. I don’t and that is why I see gods everywhere and nowhere. I cannot define God either because I am only human. Who am I that I have survayed the Nature, the essensses of Higher things that they now stand below me, below my judgment, under-stood. How much “Higher” could you be, really, if what is under you under-stood you, making you indeed lower? What mountain is high enough to let me survey the confines of the city, to trace the land and it’s limits when the horizion always receedes away from my scope?
…I fear that your words shall always be empty to me and even to you. How could you prove to yourself that you’re uncreated. I was told by two grown adults that I came from them, born of them, in a sense, created by them…yet I have no experience of that birth, of that creation. I opened my eyes and the world was there, my arms and feet and whatever else I could see, were already there. Did I really need a creator, a set of parents to explain my existence simply from the observations of my senses? No. So I was told who were my parents and that I had been born as other kids had been and whom I saw being born, but in my case I could not rule out creatio ex nihilio. Indeed I needed nothing else to be a god myself. But I took on faith that I was created out of something instead of nothing, just as you reserved the use of your imagination to posit that you had no creation. I could not prove to myself that I was not created and was in fact eternal. I can only account for the observations made after I gazed upon the world but the world may have existed prior to my observation of it. Neither could I prove that I was created. If I told you know, just for the sake of argument that you were created, how would you know, for certain, I was wrong?
V: Quite easily actually. The universe changes. It is expanding and so that implies that sometime in the past it was not expanding. That point of rest is I. I am the unchanged, the eternal real behind all change.
F: change is a point of view. I agree with you, the universe is in flux and I know this because my “I” is more fixed in relation to what changes, though it still changes, only slower. Therefore even your own perceived etrnal fixation could be nothing but a temporal fixidity that exist only in contrast with what moves at a higher pace that your own motion. The universe is expanding, we agree, but science believes that either the Big Bang is the beginning of time or just a cycle that goes beyond time and space. We have not decided. That means that the universe could indeed claim the same virtue as you and declare itself as uncreated as you claim to be.
V: But will that give meaning to your life? Will that grant purpose to your existence? Will you not them be a simple engine of entropy? What value has your life then?
F: Well, those are good, good questions, but for a scientist, theories cannot tell me “why” but only “How” I came to be. I could prove how I was conceived, but not why, ultimately, I was conceived. This is all very existentialist. But if my life is inherently meaningless and indeed if I am nothing more than a bag filled with chemical compounds and reactions, that does not mean that You or any other Being that claims to be God can give that meaning to my life. I choose that meaning as I choose to believe what you say.
V: Will you not harken to my voice then?
F: If do, that still would not mean that I know, that I can be sure or scientifically certain that you are God or even that you’re not self deluded, a mad being with illusions of grandeur. I decide then who and what is God and therefore, in a way, you are asking me to be God…but then why would I need you for? i decide to believe that X is God and therefore I choose also the meaning X can give me. X is only a means to my ends then…this is why no one ever care to test their God, for it would be to test themselves.
Chances are that there is a meaning above all others, but I haven’t found it and therefore neither have I found God. And You? You’re a Spirit of an Age…