Re: truth
JLNobody wrote: Even the most intelligent of ants can never understand the ecological system in which he operates. He can, at best, only have "ant theories" to "explain" it. And despite my language here his theorizing behavior will be nothing like ours.
Worse, that genius ant never learned how to build and fly a self-propelled aircraft.
A MYTHOLOGICAL TALE
Gazing out my back window at the trees something interrupted my gaze. That something announced it was God. I ask it to remain where it was until I could get a closer look. It said OK.
Now in my backyard, face to face with it, I said how do I know whether or not you are what you say you are. You may be God, you may be the devil, you may be my delusion, you may be anything else I can think of.
It said well if I'm the devil I could still also be God, because the devil cannot exist without God to hate.
Well whatever you are, what do you want, say I.
I want to convince you that God exists, says it.
Convince? You mean like know with certainty? ask I.
Yes! says it.
Ok convince me, say I.
How? asks it.
Well, if you truly are God you ought to know the answer to your own question, say I.
Where did you get that idea, it says.
Well, God is supposed to know everything, say I.
Where did you get that idea? It asks.
Forget it, say I.
Is it ok if I guess the answer to my own question? asks it.
Please, get on with it, say I.
Immediately, someone looking exactly like Frank Apisa's able2know icon appears on my lawn next to God.
What's HE doing here, asks I.
Frank says he is here to certify whether or not it is God.
Well, what do you know, Frank? ask I.
Frank says, I don't know for certain whether it's God or not.
Well that's good enough for me, says I.
It says, But that isn't good enough for me!
Now what? asks I.
Frank, says it sucks!
It says, Now I don't know for certain whether I am God or not.
I say, both of you get off my land, get out of here, and let me look at the trees in peace.
They both comply and disappear immediately.
I again am peacefully enjoying the trees.