A RADICAL IDEA
In reading the stimulating article about a Christian Opinion and following the relatively civil commentaries that followed I thought I would see if we could be radically daring and play with the following idea:
What if we knew for a fact that there was no consciousness after death meaning that reality is devoid of a transcendent divinity. In other words, what if we begin with the assumption that what we witness and experience on the earth plane in the period between birth and death is all there is and will ever be for individual and collective human kind. What if we take the radical notion of dust to dust literally "playing" with the radical idea that when we die we actually do just that: die - meaning no consciousness ever again - the play is over - the curtain descends - finito! My question, if we can dare to even imagine this possibility - what would be the highly important implications for those who constitute the still living?
I am not of the cliche belief that without the idea of God everyone would run around amock.The truth is that with so many so called God fearing people there is already enough rampant amockness anyway. So the belief in God in and of itself is no guarantee that civil order will prevail and that people will be loving, caring, or at least tolerant to one another.
Quite to the contrary. I am of the belief that if we all were to know that this is it, then it might force us to consider how to make what we have the best we can. It has been said that to truly face the fact of death - real death - forces us to become speculative philosophers by stirring us to answer the very biggest question of being alive: what is the nature of the good life?
One implication in despiritualizing the world without a transcendent deity is to give credit where credit is due. For example notice when there is a calamity. There is typically some people who survive generally because some good samaritan(s) risk their lives by coming to their aide. In reporting the outcome of such events it is also typical that rather than give credit to the rescuers it instead is attributed first to a "miracle" and then to the assumed author of the miracle: "God."
Good God, do we really think what we call God plays favorites?