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from Thomas Aquinas in the first place--the "Prime Mover" theory. Creation implies a Creator. It's one of his "Five Proofs" of the existence of God. Aquinas was a rational mind struggling with Fundie Politico Witch-burners and Inquisitionists of Rome of a previous age. He had to find a way to "prove" that which they imposed with the sword and with prisons around the human spirit: that God exists (and associated irrationalities that Aquinas doesn't address, that the Pope speaks for God, that the Pope is a man, because Saint Peter was a man and Jesus was a man, ergo God is a man--cogito ergo I am a prick.)
Sorry. These people crack me up. I don't have a problem with "Intelligent Design." I do have a problem with "Intelligent Designer." I think that is us--WE are the Intelligent Designers--unique among earth's creatures who see design everywhere, even where it may not exist, who long for design, who create design, who re-design everything around us, who count things, who name things, who put things in order, who create systems, who move mountains, who build dams, who create chaos theories, and theories of every kind, who start designing from the moment we are born and maybe in the womb (ever watch a baby's hands?--it is creating designs), who make art, who design dresses and ridiculous costumes cities, who put rock upon rock to make great cathedrals and towers of babel (libraries, internets), who find design in the skies and create whole astrologies of kinship with the stars, who count buttons and sort them into colors and shapes just for play, who weave beautiful baskets, who create numerologies and mathematics and geometries, who organize everything we see into patterns, in our passion for design. Don't know what it comes from. Survival of the fittest seems hardly an adequate explanation.
We are the Designers. We are designing our own evolution even now. And I think, in all of this, we design God and Gods, and project them as if they were real beings who care about us and have a design for us. The One God idea is a Father God--a man--in all three of the religions that seem to be gearing up for yet more religious war. Christianity, Judaism and Islam. Bad design. Many of us can feel it. Unbalanced. We need the Goddess of Life and Fruitfulness to balance this design. It is otherwise leading to Armageddon, the extinction of all life on earth. The worst projection of all three religions. Punishment. Guilt. Suicide. Annihilation.
The Father God has long past his usefulness. I've no doubt it had usefulness. Might have had something to do with the development of mathematics, ideas of perfection, and of course men think that is them. The most human. The most perfect. Women are somewhat defective. Pope John-Paul actually said this: woman can't be priests because they don't physically resemble Jesus, a man. No prick, in other words. Brains, eyes, hands, language, song, two legs, two arms--nothing else matters. And the assholes of the 5th century had many arguments about whether or not women have souls. The Jews fancied Adam first, Eve second (made from Adam!). We are not so far removed from those days, are we? Me big man, me make war, me God.
And here I am designing the balance. The Mama God. Mother Earth. She holds you in Her arms at birth, at death. A beauty as a youth, as a loving mother, as a wise old woman.
Design, design, design. I don't see why it can't be a subject for scientific discussion and investigation--why we like design so much, whether or not we impose design, whether or not design exists. Science isn't just engineering (how things work). It is also understanding. Are we imposing evolutionary theory, from our very truncated position in time? There seems to be sense in it, nature's choices (whatever works, survives), but there is also something...very wild and arbitrary about it, and we seem to be the wildest factor of all. The designing species. The species who thinks up an Intelligent Designer. The species that moves everything around in patterns, and exterminates other species by the whole handfuls, thoughtlessly, and sometimes even exterminates whole tribes and races of other humans, and reaches for the stars, and even imagines going there, and even took one small step. Why would evolution favor these crazy, suicidal, tragic, God-projecting beings? Can we save ourselves and the earth that seems to have created us for no particularly good reason? To invent nukes, GMOs, pollution? To trash it all?
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