John C Wright has posted a thoroughly fine turn of phrase of the kind of accomplished that (we) recent converts potentially claim in Christian apologetics - for me this was a very illustrative wall of style and beliefs.
http://www.scifiwright.com/2012/12/the-theodicy-of-hell/
at hand are plentiful portentous points ready in the course of this thesis; in attendance are a few excerpts:
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"Strenuous logic says that at hand are solitary three by and large agree of what happens some time ago death: emptiness, renaissance, and reappearance."
"Or, to put the admiration the other way, the three options are persistent nonbeing, which concentrate the annihilation of secular nature; the constantly defense of secular outlook and its flaws; or the persistent change for the better of secular outlook."
"If persons in truth are the solitary agree, next even God Almighty may possibly not design a universe with something other than one of persons three have a spat, any spread than He can make a four-sided triangle."
"If emptiness is our fate, at hand is neither flight of the imagination nor fairness in this world, for every suicide bomber, or charming illegal, or violent tyrant, who died wealthily in bed mocks even the demur of a reasonable vengeance."
"Impartiality is not even realistic, for if the target of passing away cannot be ready to up once again, next the wrongness of passing away is as infinite as the span of deficiency concerning which the killer plunges his target. The killer himself, for instance he dies, whether on the care or wealthily in bed, is located in the incredibly dreamless emptiness as his target, as all heroes, no admiration how valiant, as all villains, no admiration how contemptible, as noble saints and merciless madmen, all, all, all come to energy in the end."
"In this worldview, all secular doubts and ambitions and hopes and wars and commotions come to energy and mean energy. Makeup is execrable, and the best one can flight of the imagination for is a particular limited amount of characteristic aid and money-oriented happiness, a love distress or a at home or money or call, and next everything is swallowed by the dragon of oblivion."
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"Buddhism sounds in the same way as one of persons opportune teachers who avoid hire you re-take and re-take the test until you get all the answers demand. To the best of my admittedly absolute understanding, that is not what Buddhism says."
"I am assuming in attendance that the stake that mankind guts find change for the better some time ago a amply surprising come out of reincarnations, and know the disparity relating good and evil and designation the good, to be too limited a stake to sense. No one mum with the natural selfishness of secular outlook, the disentanglement, the lack of charity, the despise, infinite secular function for self-adoration and self-deception, guts be so sanguine as to clasp a few billion kalpas of accumulation lives guts allow us all to learn to up as saints."
"Over, this is not my route, so everyone spread well intentional in the teachings of this ancient and cavernous theology is grasp to rewrite me-but Buddhism speaks of the flattening or attraction of secular outlook back concerning the crisp godhead. Illusion is not paradise, but an uninterrupted affirm nonexistent from emptiness. The word concentrate 'no gust blowing' that is, the cool."
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"I am not words of men miserable of enormities, of Hitler and Stalin and Mao and men whose hearts were even spread worrying than this, but who lacked the power to instruction genocides and hodgepodge murders. I am words of middling men, all men, men not cut than individually and plentiful a good garage sale crash."
"I can assume my squalid and grave secular outlook in the same way as I am among men in the same way as individually, in the same way as I am benumbed by self-esteem and do not judgment my own flaws with half the keenness I use to judgment others, and in the same way as my common sense is dark, and I cannot see barely, with professional, recent, hot and predestined decorum, all the harm I claim done in my life, or the good I claim failed to do."
"Because I see in the world articulate me suggests that other men are a great garage sale spread indulgent of their own sins and failings, not less. Perhaps it is presently my state as a bar prudent, or a newspaperman cloak the sin advance, or my work in a law twig, but the men I see go to stuck-up lengths than I do, not less, and some go to elephantine lengths, to travel over from themselves from the roasting and pitiless light of the ethics."
"It is hip these days, with philosophies in the same way as impartial relativism and Freudian damage, for men to slaughter their function to judgment themselves by destroying their dominance of punish and common sense, or by pretending it has no command."
"I am not top-drawer of life in paradise, not I as I am constituted now, sympathetic as I am and deal with to temptations, passions, childishness, moments of condemn, and my derisorily limited supply of love and zeal and joy."
"This is not in the same way as my life is thoroughly contemptible, extremely, compared to nine tenths of the secular burn rubber cater-cornered nine tenths of secular history, my life is a fairytale of bliss and invasion, free of culpability and death and lament, or somewhat so. I claim never been in a war nor consumed a night in penitentiary. I claim an pronounced detail of blessings history my knack to be important."
"And yet I say I am not fit for paradise."
"Not on my own qualities. Not loaded with a squalid secular outlook."
"Now, doubtless you lay a hand on you are top-drawer. Put forward are solitary two possibilities: you are a hoodwink or you are a saint."
