I’m an atheist, so I don’t believe in souls. And I hate any of my neighbors who voted the corrupt Democrats into power in NYS. If that’s causing my heart issues at 77 years old, so be it. I’d rather die mad than stupid and ignorant and accepting of this bullshit.
I’m an atheist, so I don’t believe in souls. And I hate any of my neighbors who voted the corrupt Democrats into power in NYS. If that’s causing my heart issues at 77 years old, so be it. I’d rather die mad than stupid and ignorant and accepting of this bullshit.
David, you are 77 with heart issues, which can be caused by many things to include hate, which creates the wrong hormones that damages the heart. OR, it’s just like all of us, you are getting old and your heart is showing its age. The Bible says, “It’s appointed to man once to die and after that the judgment.” The 77 years God has granted you on this earth is a blessing, because He has allowed you to enjoy its beauty, and He has allowed you to hear the Gospel of Christ, who died for your sin, so you do not have to be judged by God and punished throughout eternity for not believing and trusting in Him.
Don’t allow hate to blind your eyes and heart toward God. You have only one life and you’re closer to facing God than you were yesterday—you just don’t know when it will happen, but when it does, judgment awaits you as God promised every person.
Grace, mercy, and forgiveness, is granted by God only this side of life. Your soul is so precious, Jesus gave His life for you. I hope you trust Jesus with your soul, because He is worthy of your trust, and will not turn you away from forgiveness if you change your mind and heart about him, and trust him for dying for you.
Smoking for 41 years certainly didn't help my heart health, as well as probably giving me lung cancer which resulted in the removal of the middle lobe of my right lung.
Raised Protestant Episcopal, I became a atheist as a Freshman at Columbia when I read Descartes Proof of the Existence of God. Sorry, God's not dead, it never existed. And I don't have a soul, I have a mind while I'm living.
Sorry to hear about your lung cancer, and surgery. With your health issues, I hope you’re not in pain—I know what chronic pain is, and it takes a toll on the body and mind.
There were warnings on cigarette cartons that smoking could cause cancer, and you’re correct that your cancer was cigarette related—too many studies verify it. When it comes to your soul and life after death, you should consider the consequences of not heeding the warnings on the packs of cigarettes—you are now experiencing that consequence. It will be far worse for you to not heed the warnings of rejecting God by rejecting Jesus as the only way to be forgiven and to be reconciled to God through him. Realizing that after taking your last breath on this side of life, would be horrific throughout eternity—that’s why Jesus lived, died, and arose from the grave, so you AND me can be forgiven.
One man on the cross, who was mocking Jesus, realized who Jesus was and simply asked him to remember him when he entered his kingdom. Jesus told him he would be with him in his kingdom—this was after he changed his mind about who Jesus was, and gazed upon him as the only one who could forgive him—at the literal end of his life. I pray David that you would ponder these things and the gravity of the consequences, and turn to him. At the very least, put them on the front burner of your mind, which for now is evidently working well. And God, who you deny, can make himself known to you in a personal way, like he did for me, the man on the cross, and countless others.
Yes, at the time the 5th ranked college in the country. But I graduated in 1970, and after SDS shut down the University in 1968 and 1970, I was and remain very, very angry. I was in the NROTC unit that was kicked off campus in 1969.
Did you go into the Navy? My dad served in the Army in the Korean War, and in the Air Force in Vietnam—around 1967. I joined the Army at age 17 in 1976. Grateful that I served during peace time, though I was willing to deploy. It would have affected me negatively to see my friends hurt or killed.
I love America, and hope we will never return to the Marxist/Leftist ideologies that permeated our nation in the last four years, but I’m afraid the reprieve we are experiencing might be short lived, unless there is a drastic change in the hearts of Americans.
I was Marine Option, so I went to Quantico in the Summer of 1969. Day 1, got my head shaved, Day 2 flunked the physical for bad knees and a heart murmur. That Fall the Navy decided they didn't want me either, so I got three years of college, books and fees paid for but no service required. Also weird, as I had to pass a physical to get into the NROTC program, and a physical each year while in the program. In 1969, the Navy apparently had a surplus of young officers, so even some of my cohorts who completed the program were out in ~9 months.
Then the Army tried to draft me; I think I pissed off the draft board by telling them I wouldn't swear at the hearing because I was an atheist. Finally classified 4F when I sent copies of my knee X-rays and two orthopedists' reports to the Surgeon General. I have a condition called Osgood-Schlatter disease, which means in practice that I can't crawl w/o becoming disabled with water on the knees. So I don't crawl or kneel.
Interesting story. If you did not have knee problems, the Army would have given you those problems, as we ran everyday in combat boots. Because of the injuries of the lower extremities, the military across the board stopped running in combat boots for Physical Training in 1982–too late for me. My knees were damaged because of it.
I will say that being in the Army was a highlight of my life, as it helped to develop the innate discipline and character I had. I loved wearing the uniform, and what it represented to me—freedom and the Spirit of ‘76.
At the age of 17, I did not understand the difference between Republican and Democrat, until I served under Jimmy Carter—he cut the military budget so much, I was asked to clean my M-16 with bore patches, by cutting up my t-shirt—true story—so I handed the Armorer my M-16, and said, “I will give my life for my nation but not my t-shirt” and walked away. Got out of the Army in ‘79 and voted for Reagan as President, and could never be a Democrat—thanks to Jimmy Carter.
No, different problem. At Corpus Christi for flight training the year before, I ran a 4 minute, 25 second mile in combat boots, 2nd fastest in the midshipman company. I just can’t kneel unless it’s on a really thick gel pad. And before Corpus Christi, I survived amphibious training at Little Creek, VA by scooting under the barbed wire on the obstacle course w/o touching down on my knees. We also did three-mile runs in combat boots, and all I needed was salt tablets, provided by the Marine Colonel in charge.
The doctors at Quantico said that going through the training would cripple me, but I didn’t agree, citing my experience at Little Creek (not that my opinion counted). I was sent home at the end of the week. Then my heart murmur was evaluated at St. Albans Naval Hospital by the Chief of Cardiology to be the result of a very athletic life (football, ice hockey, lacrosse, & track), and enlarged ventricles moving more blood than the valves could handle, not valve damage. Still, the Navy didn’t want me back in the program as a Naval officer because of the remote possibility I’d have to be medically discharged. The Draft Board was suffering from the delusion that there were different physical standards for the Army and Navy; they were wrong, as the Surgeon General eventually told them.
I still feel guilty, not because I didn’t serve, but because I’m sure there were many draftees in worse physical condition than I who got shipped out to Vietnam because they didn’t have my resources: money for orthopedic exams and books on the Draft Laws. The clownish attorney who was supposed to advise draftees around Columbia, including a good portion of Harlem, knew nothing; I was advising him.
Tell me about that when you die and find out a different story, David. I'l bet you haven't had over 12 dreams of people who have died or are about to. I have, with verification from family members about very specific incidents. Read Dannion Brinkley and then get back to me.
"There are no atheists in fox holes" got my attention! I have felt like I was in mortal combat, just a different kind. Better be paying attention when your life and safety is at risk. There's nothing like a dose of street smarts. Thanks for the pause, Randy.
I’m so sorry you deny the One who made you and loves you. He died for you and resurrected on the third day, around 2025 years ago! Time eternal is based around Him!
I’m an atheist, so I don’t believe in souls. And I hate any of my neighbors who voted the corrupt Democrats into power in NYS. If that’s causing my heart issues at 77 years old, so be it. I’d rather die mad than stupid and ignorant and accepting of this bullshit.
David, you are 77 with heart issues, which can be caused by many things to include hate, which creates the wrong hormones that damages the heart. OR, it’s just like all of us, you are getting old and your heart is showing its age. The Bible says, “It’s appointed to man once to die and after that the judgment.” The 77 years God has granted you on this earth is a blessing, because He has allowed you to enjoy its beauty, and He has allowed you to hear the Gospel of Christ, who died for your sin, so you do not have to be judged by God and punished throughout eternity for not believing and trusting in Him.
Don’t allow hate to blind your eyes and heart toward God. You have only one life and you’re closer to facing God than you were yesterday—you just don’t know when it will happen, but when it does, judgment awaits you as God promised every person.
Grace, mercy, and forgiveness, is granted by God only this side of life. Your soul is so precious, Jesus gave His life for you. I hope you trust Jesus with your soul, because He is worthy of your trust, and will not turn you away from forgiveness if you change your mind and heart about him, and trust him for dying for you.
Life is short, but eternity is forever.
Smoking for 41 years certainly didn't help my heart health, as well as probably giving me lung cancer which resulted in the removal of the middle lobe of my right lung.
Raised Protestant Episcopal, I became a atheist as a Freshman at Columbia when I read Descartes Proof of the Existence of God. Sorry, God's not dead, it never existed. And I don't have a soul, I have a mind while I'm living.
Sorry to hear about your lung cancer, and surgery. With your health issues, I hope you’re not in pain—I know what chronic pain is, and it takes a toll on the body and mind.
There were warnings on cigarette cartons that smoking could cause cancer, and you’re correct that your cancer was cigarette related—too many studies verify it. When it comes to your soul and life after death, you should consider the consequences of not heeding the warnings on the packs of cigarettes—you are now experiencing that consequence. It will be far worse for you to not heed the warnings of rejecting God by rejecting Jesus as the only way to be forgiven and to be reconciled to God through him. Realizing that after taking your last breath on this side of life, would be horrific throughout eternity—that’s why Jesus lived, died, and arose from the grave, so you AND me can be forgiven.
One man on the cross, who was mocking Jesus, realized who Jesus was and simply asked him to remember him when he entered his kingdom. Jesus told him he would be with him in his kingdom—this was after he changed his mind about who Jesus was, and gazed upon him as the only one who could forgive him—at the literal end of his life. I pray David that you would ponder these things and the gravity of the consequences, and turn to him. At the very least, put them on the front burner of your mind, which for now is evidently working well. And God, who you deny, can make himself known to you in a personal way, like he did for me, the man on the cross, and countless others.
Take care and hope you feel better.
David went to Columbia. That explains him more than he can admit.
Yes, at the time the 5th ranked college in the country. But I graduated in 1970, and after SDS shut down the University in 1968 and 1970, I was and remain very, very angry. I was in the NROTC unit that was kicked off campus in 1969.
I was in Vietnam in 1969.
Did you go into the Navy? My dad served in the Army in the Korean War, and in the Air Force in Vietnam—around 1967. I joined the Army at age 17 in 1976. Grateful that I served during peace time, though I was willing to deploy. It would have affected me negatively to see my friends hurt or killed.
I love America, and hope we will never return to the Marxist/Leftist ideologies that permeated our nation in the last four years, but I’m afraid the reprieve we are experiencing might be short lived, unless there is a drastic change in the hearts of Americans.
I was Marine Option, so I went to Quantico in the Summer of 1969. Day 1, got my head shaved, Day 2 flunked the physical for bad knees and a heart murmur. That Fall the Navy decided they didn't want me either, so I got three years of college, books and fees paid for but no service required. Also weird, as I had to pass a physical to get into the NROTC program, and a physical each year while in the program. In 1969, the Navy apparently had a surplus of young officers, so even some of my cohorts who completed the program were out in ~9 months.
Then the Army tried to draft me; I think I pissed off the draft board by telling them I wouldn't swear at the hearing because I was an atheist. Finally classified 4F when I sent copies of my knee X-rays and two orthopedists' reports to the Surgeon General. I have a condition called Osgood-Schlatter disease, which means in practice that I can't crawl w/o becoming disabled with water on the knees. So I don't crawl or kneel.
Interesting story. If you did not have knee problems, the Army would have given you those problems, as we ran everyday in combat boots. Because of the injuries of the lower extremities, the military across the board stopped running in combat boots for Physical Training in 1982–too late for me. My knees were damaged because of it.
I will say that being in the Army was a highlight of my life, as it helped to develop the innate discipline and character I had. I loved wearing the uniform, and what it represented to me—freedom and the Spirit of ‘76.
At the age of 17, I did not understand the difference between Republican and Democrat, until I served under Jimmy Carter—he cut the military budget so much, I was asked to clean my M-16 with bore patches, by cutting up my t-shirt—true story—so I handed the Armorer my M-16, and said, “I will give my life for my nation but not my t-shirt” and walked away. Got out of the Army in ‘79 and voted for Reagan as President, and could never be a Democrat—thanks to Jimmy Carter.
Have a great day and thank you for your story.
No, different problem. At Corpus Christi for flight training the year before, I ran a 4 minute, 25 second mile in combat boots, 2nd fastest in the midshipman company. I just can’t kneel unless it’s on a really thick gel pad. And before Corpus Christi, I survived amphibious training at Little Creek, VA by scooting under the barbed wire on the obstacle course w/o touching down on my knees. We also did three-mile runs in combat boots, and all I needed was salt tablets, provided by the Marine Colonel in charge.
The doctors at Quantico said that going through the training would cripple me, but I didn’t agree, citing my experience at Little Creek (not that my opinion counted). I was sent home at the end of the week. Then my heart murmur was evaluated at St. Albans Naval Hospital by the Chief of Cardiology to be the result of a very athletic life (football, ice hockey, lacrosse, & track), and enlarged ventricles moving more blood than the valves could handle, not valve damage. Still, the Navy didn’t want me back in the program as a Naval officer because of the remote possibility I’d have to be medically discharged. The Draft Board was suffering from the delusion that there were different physical standards for the Army and Navy; they were wrong, as the Surgeon General eventually told them.
I still feel guilty, not because I didn’t serve, but because I’m sure there were many draftees in worse physical condition than I who got shipped out to Vietnam because they didn’t have my resources: money for orthopedic exams and books on the Draft Laws. The clownish attorney who was supposed to advise draftees around Columbia, including a good portion of Harlem, knew nothing; I was advising him.
So, at least you’re willing to admit (and vigorously submit) that you’re “soulless”?
Yes! You pass a basic reading comprehension test.
Tell me about that when you die and find out a different story, David. I'l bet you haven't had over 12 dreams of people who have died or are about to. I have, with verification from family members about very specific incidents. Read Dannion Brinkley and then get back to me.
Those eons of the myriad of war torn soldiers used to have a saying.
There are no atheists in fox holes.
Never been in mortal combat in my life.
Had wondered if 2024 was all of our turn.
Perhaps we indeed did dodge a bullet.
One guy did live on TV for sure.
"There are no atheists in fox holes" got my attention! I have felt like I was in mortal combat, just a different kind. Better be paying attention when your life and safety is at risk. There's nothing like a dose of street smarts. Thanks for the pause, Randy.
My Mom said it with some regularity DD.
Easy for me to relate.
I am the only male in our family that never served in the military.
Even my step father had 25 in the Marine corp.
I took my chances on the lottery drafting system.
My number was always higher, so I just didn't sign on.
My 3 older bros all served 4 year hitches in the navy.
I never got razzed by them for "Not" serving active duty on ships.
My youngest son John did a 4 year hitch on CVN75 HS Truman a few yrs ago
He just completed a yellow ribbon 4 yr college hitch paid for by benefits.
He claims it's the best thing he's ever done so far in life. Nice Huh?
That you never got 'razzed' by them says something about acceptance without judgement. There are many ways to be... some subtle, some not so much.
They all were thousands of miles from "home and family".
Placed in unfamiliar dangerous activities.
But quickly learned how to set a lot a beneficial expectations in themselves.
And learn to cope with others "all in the same boat". Hahaha
You seem proud of your atheism. You may choose to believe there’s no God, but after you die, you will believe. Only it’ll be too late.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Can I convert you to Pastafarianism? Or will you just get out of my face?
https://youtu.be/0fd7bvruM8U?si=5mn8P81AHR7LPgJL
There are countless proofs for the existence of God. Just our complex bodies alone show intelligent design, as well as creation.
So sorry that you don't understand Evolution.
I’m so sorry you deny the One who made you and loves you. He died for you and resurrected on the third day, around 2025 years ago! Time eternal is based around Him!