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Man invented clothes because man is a complex animal with a complex brain. We are the only animal that can work with intelligence. One theory states that before man's evolutionary split with chimpanzees, we used to live in cool forests with adequate cover because of the trees. But when the first hominids started to move into hotter areas, the hairy ones will have overheated and died. Allowing the less hairy ones to reproduce. The less hairy ones would have lost heat at night and died of hypothermia, but that's where intelligence comes into play, by building fires and wearing the skin of dead animals, the hominids were able to survive. These made it unnecessary for man to remain hairy.

Good comment, I mentioned something similar in the thread

winner01:
Some say the early man lived in an ice-blasted world where he needed to keep his body temperature at healthy levels.

Some others say man gradually lost his hairs during the process of evolution, couldnt further cope with the climate, therefore felt the need to keep warm, and so he invented clothes.

But i still have questions, why man?, why the exception?. Why did evolution rid him of his adaptive features for survival, why did evolution rid him of his natural features for survivability?.

That aside, if the original intent of man was to keep himself warm, how did the idea of na.kedness creep in. How did some parts become more private than the other?.

Some feelings one cant just explain. May God continually be with you Thonia.

I have set before you life and death, the blessing and the curse. So choose life in order that you may live - God
God bless you as you choose wisely

Good!. Sorry about the title but now that i have your attention. Lets think this out.

I had a discussion with some colleagues at work today and decided to share with you.
This article centres on why we are not na.ked and i want to pose a question to scientists or at least science-oriented people.

How did we know we were na.ked?, what really happened?

According to some scientific theories on the origin of man, Man "emerged" or better still Life "emerged" as a result of some lifeless explosion for absolutely no reason or for a reason known to nobody.
Another theory says that man evolved from animals, apes precisely, as a result of ..... {No one knows why either}.

Now my point is, why did man start wearing clothes?.

If the man and the woman incredibly emerged from an explosion. How did they ever come about the idea of na.kedness.

If man evolved from animals, how come male and female animals still move around "na.ked" till date and why havent they done something about their na.kedness.

Some say the early man lived in an ice-blasted world where he needed to keep his body temperature at healthy levels. I say good reason, but why is it that only man has this exception. I mean other known animals and even plants have an IN-BUILT adaptation to their environment e.g Polar bears, chameleons, snails, Zerophytes e.t.c so why does man get an exception. Seems to me like something happened along the line.

Some others say man gradually lost his hairs during the process of evolution, couldnt further cope with the climate, therefore felt the need to keep warm, and so he invented clothes. Wow!!! another good reason, But again why is it that only man gets this exception. Other forms of convergent evolution, hybridization, mutation and even adaptation such as the underground mosquito, nylon-eating bacteria, pest/drought/shade resistant crop varieties e.t.c have shown increased forms of adaptation for survival in their environment. So, why does man get an exception. Something must have happened, dont you think.

Man couldnt have invented clothes just to look good or keep warm. He simply knew something about his na.kedness, and thats odd if you ask me because he emerged, appeared or evolved na.ked according to those theories above. So how did he know about na.kedness

The idea of some body parts becoming private couldnt have developed over time. Man simply realised that he was na.ked and needed to cover his private parts.


So who brought about the idea of na.kedness?
What prompted man to realise the fact that he is na.ked?,
Why are faces, hands e.t.c not considered private?,
Why dont other "coincidental results" of the earth cover their na.kedness?,
Could na.kedness be a doctrine or a concept?.


Please these questions are not related to or directed at atheism and atheists can pass. In my dictionary, atheism is not synonymous to science and does not even deserve the merits of scientific respectability. Your "I dont know"s should remain inside you. Thanks.


Contributions from open-minded people are welcome however. But before you make your contribution, ill make mine below;






















Then the eyes of both of them (man and woman) were opened, and they realized they were na.ked; so they sewed fig leaves together and made coverings for themselves. - Genesis 3:7


In my opinion, this is how man knew he was na.ked, this is the day clothes were invented.

God bless you.

Why always doubt the Word of God? Why not doubt the lies of the devil? Why not have doubts about your doubts and decide to
believe and trust Jesus? If you do, you’ll soon receive heavenly assistance from the Holy Spirit. Faith moves the mountains which doubt creates. God bless you.

Jesus said, "Fear not! Only believe!" (Luke 8:50). Why did He use the word "only?" Well, at birth God has given to every human being the ability to believe – just watch a little child. It is simple. When you are hungry, only eat. When you are thirsty only drink. When you are tired only sleep. And when you need a miracle from God, Jesus opens His arms and says “only believe”. You got it! Practice it.

Here are four ways that you can hopefully start this new day that God has given you off right.


Waking up With Thanks
We are commanded to always give thanks for all things. Paul wrote to the Thessalonians to “ give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you ” (1 Thess. 5:18), so we give thanks for all things because this is the will of God. Waking up with gratitude gives you a better attitude.


The Priority of Prayer
What can we do in and of ourselves? Nothing, at least nothing of eternal consequence. But when we add God to the mix, we can do all things through Christ, Who strengthens us (Phil. 4:13). The opposite of this is true: We can do nothing if Christ does not strengthen us. The priority of prayer acknowledges that we cannot do anything of real value apart from God and that prayer is the portal through which we have access to the very power of God.


Bible Before Breakfast
I have had this custom so long that it’s perfectly normal for me now: no Bible, no breakfast. I need His Word so much that if I go without it, it’s like going a day without food and trying to work. The Bread of Life is Jesus Christ, and He is the Word of God (John 1). In His Word there is real power (Rom. 1:16, Isaiah 55:11). So why wouldn’t we want to start our day off with this power?


Joy and Praise
Years ago I asked my third/fourth grade Sunday school class if Thanksgiving was in the Bible. They said no, but then I said, “Yes, it is in the Bible.” But instead of Thanksgiving being once a year, it should be every day. We are to give thanks to God, but we’re also supposed to give Him praises and be full of joy. The thing is, if you are full of joy, you cannot help but praise Him. He is so worthy that if we didn’t praise Him, as Jesus said, even the stones would cry out (Luke 19:40).


Conclusion
I hope your day can start off with giving thanks to God; with connecting with Him through intimate prayer; by devouring the living, breathing Word of God; and by pouring out praise for all God has done, including the joy that has been given to us.

May God richly bless you,

Pastor Jack Wellman

Christ clothed Himself with a material garment, His mighty arm, a human arm, sleeved in nature. When Jesus died on the Cross the planet shuddered and the sunlight flickered. The universe reacts to Him, for the whole natural order has met its Lord (Romans . However, that Creation has been infected by evil.
The Holy One took our nature upon Himself, and suffered to be one with the world as it was. But its corruption did not corrupt
Him. The world reeked like a slaughterhouse with the blood of murder and war but the smell did not cling even to His robes.
Then in His own body He experienced the horrors of sin and knew what it was like to stand in the shoes of the guilty - or
rather hang on the cross of the guilty. What a wonderful, wonderful Jesus! Thank you

The earth around us still reeks with the blood of the 200 million people who have been slaughtered in wars last century. Should
God distance Himself from that? How could He? Must He speak in bloodless terms? What could He do without blood in such a world that is anything but bloodless? Only a wounded Christ can come to a wounded world. Our kind of world needs that kind of
Savior. The blood of Jesus speaks the truth about God.
Christian truth is not a delicate bloom, cultivated in a convent like a lily in a hot house. Wickedness is an awful smell in the
nostrils of God and cannot be disguised by perfumed poetry.
God did not deal with sin from a cushioned pulpit, but when nailed to a Roman death-rack. He invaded the devil’s own territory and hunted him down, tackling death and hell head on. No such encounter could be bloodless. “Precious, precious blood of Jesus, shed on Calvary; shed for rebels, shed for
sinners, shed for me…” Thank you Lord Jesus.

God cannot forgive except by the atonement. It needs more than omnipotence or love. He did not just overlook our sin. It meant
gathering up this evil and taking it into His own bosom like a fire. Sin necessitated Calvary. It finds its dreadful finality in
Him. The music of God has a minor mode, while we are called upon to “rejoice in the Lord always…” Aren’t you glad?

The Holy Spirit lives within us, giving us the power to resist the devil and to overcome evil. We only have to ask him to help us.
Think of it like this. You have electricity in your home. The house is wired and connected to the power station. If you arrive
home on a dark night, there may be no light or heat in your house, but you know what to do: you press the switch, and power comes through. You have light and warmth. Living in the power of the Spirit is like turning the switch on. Everything else is ready. The gospel message is like the wires and cables that are connected to the power station, the cross of Christ. Lines of truth have already been laid. The power is there waiting. When
you trust your life to Jesus and ask for God’s strength, His saving power flows to you, giving you light. The vital thing is to ask. Knowing all about a power station can still leave you in the cold and dark. You can touch the very walls of a nuclear power plant but still be freezing. When we ask God for His help to overcome temptation and to live our lives, then we are tapping into the resources of God, which are inexhaustible.

God loves you.

God loves us, God loves you

John 3:16

Trust in God always.

Hallelujah. God reigns

Anas09:
A very long read. Its worth it though. Thanks.

Bless you

Love, thats the commandment.

Birth; June 8, 1859
Death; March 12, 1947
Number of children; 5 Children

“The Apostle of Faith”*
I saw that God wants us so badly that He has made the condition as simple as He possibly could—“Only Believe.”


It is arguable that there is no more significant patriarch of the Pentecostal Movement than Smith Wigglesworth. While he was not the catalyst for breakthrough revivals such as the one in Wales led by Evan Roberts in 1904 or that of the Azusa Street Mission in 1906 that was led by William Seymour, it was Smith Wigglesworth’s steady faith and staying power that made the Pentecostal revival the most significant Christian movement of the twentieth century.
Where other Pentecostal ministers would emerge overnight and then disappear from the public scene almost as quickly, Smith Wigglesworth traveled widely from after the death of his wife in 1913 until not long before his death in 1947. During these decades his ministry of faith and miracles changed the face of Christianity and set the stage for the Charismatic Renewal that would restore the ministry of the Holy Spirit to the modern church.


An Early Call To Evangelism
Smith was born in a small village near Menston, Yorkshire in England on June 8, 1859. Smith’s younger years were marked by a hunger for God, even though his parents were not Christians at the time. His grandmother was an old-time Wesleyan, and she always made sure that Smith attended meetings with her when she could. When he was eight, he joined in with the singing at one of these meetings, and as he began, “a clear knowledge of the new birth” came to him. He realized in that moment just what the death and resurrection of Jesus meant for him, and he embraced it with his whole heart. From that day forth, he never doubted that he was saved.
Soon he began operating as the evangelist, which would be most of his life’s focus. His first convert was his own mother. When his father realized what was happening, he started taking the family to an Episcopal church. Although his father was never born again, he enjoyed the parson, who just happened to frequent the same pub as he did, and remained a faithful church-goer through Smith’s youth.
When he was thirteen, his family moved from Menston to Bradford, where Smith became deeply involved with the Wesleyan Methodist Church. Even though he couldn’t read, it was at this time that Smith began the habit of always having a copy of the New Testament with him wherever he went. Then in 1875 when Smith was about sixteen, the Salvation Army opened a mission in Bradford, and Smith found a powerful ally in his desire to see people come to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ. In the meetings he attended with the Salvationists, he soon learned there was great power behind prayer and fasting.
At seventeen, Smith met a Godly man at a mill who took him in as an apprentice and taught him the plumbing trade. He also told Smith about what the Bible taught on water baptism, and soon afterwards Smith gladly obeyed and was baptized in water. During this time, he also learned more about the second coming of Christ and strongly believed that Jesus would come at the turn of the century. This made him ever more vigilant to “change the course” of everyone he met.


The Favor of God
In 1877 at the age of nearly eighteen, Smith decided it was time to set out on his own. He went to the home of a plumber and asked for a job. When the plumber told him he had no need for any help, Smith thanked him, apologized for using his time, and turned to walk away. Immediately, the man called him back. He said, “There is something about you that is different. I just cannot let you go.”† At that, the man hired him on the spot.
By the time Smith was about twenty, the man he worked for could not keep him busy anymore—he just worked too efficiently! So Smith moved to Liverpool to find more work.
There he began to minister to the children of the city. Ragged and hungry children came to the dock shed, where he preached the Gospel to them and did his best to feed and clothe them from what he made as a plumber in the area. He also visited the hospitals and ships, praying and fasting all day on Sunday, asking God for converts. As a result, he never saw fewer than fifty people saved each time he ministered. He was also frequently invited by the Salvation Army to speak at their meetings, but though he saw great results, he was never eloquent. He often broke down and cried before the people because of his burden for souls, and it was this brokenness that brought people to the altar by the hundreds.


Smith Meets Polly
It was also around this time that Smith watched with great interest as a young, socially affluent woman came forward in one of the Salvation Army meetings and fell to her knees. She refused to pray with any of the workers until the speaker known as “Gypsy” Tillie Smith came and prayed with her. When they were done, the young woman jumped to her feet, threw her gloves in the air, and shouted, “Hallelujah! It is done!”
The next night as she gave her testimony, Smith felt as if she belonged to him. As Smith later said, “It seemed as if the inspiration of God was upon her from the very first.”‡ The young woman’s name was Mary Jane Featherstone, but everyone called her “Polly.” She eventually received a commission as an officer in the Salvation Army from General William Booth. Smith did what he could to work near her, and in the coming years a romance bloomed between them.
As Smith and Polly grew closer, Polly eventually faced the difficult decision of choosing either to continue with the Salvation Army or her love for Smith. Even though Smith never officially joined the Salvation Army, he was considered a private in their ranks, and Polly was an officer. There were strict regulations against officers and lower ranks having romantic relationships, so even though they always remained true friends of the Salvationists, Polly retired from their ranks and took up mission work with the Blue Ribbon Army. Those in her Methodist church also recognized her calling and asked her to help evangelize their churches. Hundreds were converted as a result.


A Divine Partnership
Polly had from the beginning the eloquence Smith longed for but couldn’t learn. When in 1882, Smith returned to Bradford, he and Polly wed. Polly was twenty-two years old and Smith was twenty-three. In their thirty years of marriage, the Wigglesworths had five children: Alice, Seth, Harold, Ernest, and George. Before each child was born, Smith and Polly prayed over them that they would faithfully serve God throughout their lives.
Smith and Polly had a burden for a part of Bradford that had no church, so they soon opened the Bradford Street Mission and began ministering together. Polly did most of the speaking, because she was the stronger and more accomplished of the two as an orator, and Smith oversaw the needs of the rest of the work. While she preached, he was at the altar praying for more to come to Christ. Of this relationship, Smith later said, “Her work was to put down the net; mine was to land the fish. This latter is just as important as the former.”§


A Cold Winter
The winter of 1884 was very severe in Bradford, and plumbers were in high demand. As a result, a time of intense work began for Smith that would last for the next two years, and he became literally consumed by his natural occupation. His church attendance declined and slowly but surely his fire for God began to grow cold. In the light of Polly’s increasing faithfulness, Smith’s backsliding seemed all the more pronounced to the point that her diligence began to wear on him.
Then one night, this came to a head when she came home from church a little later than usual. Smith confronted her: “I am master of this house, and I am not going to have you coming home at so late an hour as this!” Polly quietly replied, “I know that you are my husband, but Christ is my Master.”** At this, Smith forced her out the back door, then closed and locked it. However, in his annoyance, he had forgotten to lock the front door, so Polly simply walked around the house and came in through the main entrance, laughing.
When Smith finally saw what he had done, he caught her laughter and realized how silly he had been. Together they laughed about the matter, but to Smith it was also a revelation of how cold he had grown in the things of God. Shortly afterward, he spent ten days praying and fasting in repentance, and God gloriously restored him.


Smith Meets “The Lord that Healeth Thee”
On a trip to Leeds for plumbing supplies, Smith heard of a meeting where divine healing was to be ministered. He attended and was amazed at what he saw. What others saw as fanaticism, Smith recognized as sincere and of God. On his return to Bradford, he would search out the sick and pay for their way to attend the Leeds healing meetings. When his wife grew ill once, he told her about the meetings, somewhat afraid that she would think he had finally gone off the deep end.
Instead, she accepted it and agreed to go to the meetings with him. When the prayer of faith was offered for her in Leeds, she received an instant manifestation of healing.
They both became passionate about the message of divine healing and their meetings began to grow, causing them to need a larger mission space. Soon they obtained a building on Bowland Street and opened the Bowland Street Mission.
Across the wall behind the pulpit they hung a large scroll which read: “I Am the Lord That Healeth Thee.”†† Not many years after this, in the first years of the 1900s, Smith received prayer for healing a hemorrhoid condition he had battled since childhood. He was soon fully healed and never had a problem with this condition for the rest of his life.


Embracing Divine Healing
Over the years that followed, the healing available through God increasingly became a part of Smith’s sermons and ministry, though healings were not frequent nor truly spectacular at first.
Then those in the Leeds Healing Home recognized Smith’s faith and asked him to speak while they were away at a convention.
Smith accepted only because he felt he could get someone else to do it once he was in charge of the meeting, but all others refused, insisting they felt God wanted him to speak. Smith ministered his sermon hesitantly, but at the close of the service fifteen people came forward for prayer, and all of them were healed! One of them had hobbled forward on crutches and began dancing around the room without them after Smith prayed for him. He had been instantly healed! No one was more surprised by the results of his prayers than Smith himself.


Desiring More of the Spirit
In 1907, Pentecost had reached Sunderland, and Smith heard that people there were being baptized in the Holy Spirit and speaking in other tongues. Smith felt he had to see this for himself. Smith was among those who believed that sanctification and the baptism in the Holy Spirit were the same, so he felt he already had this baptism. Others warned him that these people in Sunderland were not receiving the Holy Spirit, but demons instead. Other friends with whom he prayed urged him to follow his own leadings.
When he arrived at the meeting in Sunderland, which was being led by Vicar Alexander Boddy (who had attended some of Evan Roberts’ meetings in Wales during the Welsh Revival), he was surprised at the dryness of it in contrast to the moves of the Spirit he had experienced elsewhere, especially among the Salvationists. In fact, he grew so frustrated at this, he interrupted the meeting, saying, “I have come from Bradford, and I want this experience of speaking in tongues like they had on the day of Pentecost. But I do not understand why our meetings seem to be on fire, but yours do not seem to be so.”‡‡
Smith was so disruptive that they disciplined him outside of the building.


Smith Receives the Baptism
He soon decided he needed to return to Bradford, but before doing so decided to go to Vicar’s home and say, “Goodbye.”
There he met Mrs. Boddy and told her he was returning home without speaking in tongues. She told him, “It is not tongues you need, but the baptism.”§§ Smith asked her to lay hands on him before he left. She agreed, praying a simple but powerful prayer, and walked out of the room. It was then that the fire fell, and Smith had a vision of the empty cross with Jesus exalted at the right hand of the Father. Smith opened his mouth to praise God and began instantly speaking in tongues. He knew immediately that what he had received of God now was much fuller than what he had received when praying and fasting and asking God to sanctify him.
Instead of going home, Smith went to the church where Vicar Boddy was conducting the service and asked to speak. Vicar Boddy agreed. Smith then spoke as he never had before, and at the end of his “sermon” fifty people were baptized in the Holy Spirit and spoke in other tongues. Even the local paper, the Sunderland Daily Echo, picked up the story and headlined the meeting and what Smith had experienced. Smith telegraphed home about what had happened.


“That’s Not My Smith!”
Upon arriving home in Bradford, Smith found a new challenge to what he had experienced. Polly met him at the door and firmly stated, “I want you to know that I am just as baptized in the Holy Spirit as you are and I don’t speak in tongues. . . . Sunday, you will preach for yourself, and I will see what there is in it.”***
When Sunday came, Polly did see what there was in it, as Smith preached with a power and assurance she had never heard in him before. She squirmed in her seat thinking, “That’s not my Smith, Lord. That’s not my Smith!” At the end of the sermon a worker stood to say he wanted the same experience Smith had received, and when he sat back down, he missed his chair and fell to the floor!
Smith’s eldest son had the same experience. In a very short while there were eleven people on the floor, laughing in the Spirit. Then the entire congregation was absorbed in holy laughter, as God poured even more of His Spirit out upon them.
In the coming weeks, hundreds in Bradford would receive the baptism in the Holy Spirit and speak with other tongues—one of whom was Polly. The couple soon began traveling throughout the country, answering calls to speak and minister.
This experience also caused Smith to pursue God more than ever through prayer and fasting. He answered every request he could of those asking for divine healing. Sometimes he took a train to the nearest city and then borrowed a bicycle to ride another ten miles to reach the person. Soon he had no more time for his plumbing work, so he vowed before the Lord that if he were ever in severe need again in his life, he would return to plumbing; otherwise, he would serve as a minister for the rest of his days. The Lord made sure Smith never returned to plumbing.


Polly Goes Home to Be with the Lord
Not long after this, while waiting at a train station to leave for Scotland, Smith received word that his beloved wife, Polly, had collapsed at the Bowland Street Mission from a heart attack. He rushed to her bedside only to discover her spirit had already departed. But Smith rebuked death, and she came back.
Smith had just a short time to visit with his wife again, and then he was impressed that it was time for her to go home to be with her Lord and Savior, so he released her again. Polly passed away on January 1, 1913, and it was as if her dedication and spiritual power went with her husband after that and multiplied the effects of his ministry.
Immediately, Smith started to minister again throughout the country, traveling with his daughter, Alice, and her husband, James “Jimmy” Salter. Smith continued to preach a simple Gospel of “only believe.” In a time when other ministers seemed frail and failing despite the enormous revivals that had come through their ministries, Smith soon rose to prominence in Pentecostal circles because of the undeniable power in his ministry and the uncompromising stability with which he operated. His convictions would never change in the next four decades, and Smith remained a growing force for God and Pentecostalism right up until his death in 1947.


The Apostle of Faith and His Worldwide Ministry
In the months following Polly’s passing, Smith’s fame in England grew, and in 1914 he began traveling abroad to minister. By the 1920s and 1930s there was no more sought- after speaker in Pentecostalism. Although he never accepted the cloak, his acknowledgement as the “Apostle of Faith” made the Pentecostal world look to him as one of its greatest patriarchs, even though he had never been involved in any of the revivals that started the movement. Miracles, healings, the dead being raised, and other signs and wonders followed his ministry as he continued in the uncompromising and blunt style that no one could ever emulate.
Truth be told, Smith just never seemed to feel the need to be polite when chasing out sickness, disease, and other works of the devil. His sentiment was also that if the Spirit were not moving, then he would move the Spirit. This was not arrogance, but confidence in the work God wanted done on the earth. Smith would create an atmosphere of uncompromising faith in the Word of God, and the Holy Spirit would never fail to show up.
In 1922 Smith traveled to New Zealand and Australia, among other places, and in a few short months saw thousands saved and several Pentecostal churches birthed in the greatest spiritual renewals either nation had ever seen. In 1936 he traveled to South Africa and delivered to David du Plessis a profound prophecy of the upcoming revival of the Charismatic Renewal that would not even start until after Wigglesworth’s death. By this time Smith was in his seventies and probably the most well-known Pentecostal in the world.


Going Home
Then on March 12, 1947, while attending the funeral of a fellow minister, Smith bowed his head in the midst of a conversation and went home to be with the Lord without any pain or struggle at the age of 87.
While Smith would never form his own denomination or write a book, let alone a systematic set of doctrines and theology, his simple faith still impacts believers today. His relationship with God produced power that had not been seen on the earth for many centuries. For this reason, God also showed him things that others only dreamed of seeing. He never wanted to be put on a pedestal and worshipped, but be instead, an example of what every Christian can experience if they would “only believe.”

menesheh:
You continue mentioning Christianity as the only religious believe we make jest of here, therefore turned blind eyez whenever we criticise muslem faith or any other faiths.

Those abstract things you mentioned above can be biased and faked. Therefore don't live your life as if they are real until verified. Thought, love, feeling can't be verified by extrinsic person outside the host bearing such feelings. We don't worship thoughts, feelings, love of which we can even phantom evidence of those feelings by sensing and making judgment through the person's response and facial expressions than your god and spirit that's abstract and unknowing without any iota of anything to hold on to.

Am not against any god/s and still don't attack you as a person but are against those invisible ideology you believed is real and are busy selling to the public.

[b]Crap, even a blind man will know that you're not in islam section. If you're refuting islamic claims, its just to mischieviously balance your hate and even at that, your're doing it poorly.
You are obsessed with a non-existent idea, that sounds like madness to me.

Thoughts and feelings are prerequisites that drives all human action. They seem to be the driving force behind our actions. But according to you, they dont exist because we cant see them physically right.

You are against the christian God, its what you spend your life doing. You and your brothers. Congratulations, You have taken a full time job courtesy an evil spirit. too bad, your too blind to see it.

Look at the picture below: Allow me to capitalize it;
"SHARE YOUR BELIEF IN GOD OR HIGHER POWERS"

Not share your disbelief, not share your hatred, not share your atheistic views, not even share your skepticism.
So what exactly is the reason for your bigotry and obsession
What exactly do you want me to know??
"I dont know" is what most god-haters say about the mystery of man.
So do you want me to know more of "i dont knows" or what?
Or you need me not to know with you
What exactly is your problem?, analyse this question carefully and sincerely, you will find that you cant answer it. Not physically at least.
You need serious help man. [/b]

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