They often ask, “Why would I believe in God?” I reply, what do they mean by God, and the answer is usually something to do with a dualistic realty with some ideal, supernatural being. I reply that is not the God I supposedly believe in. Then the discussion takes off, with my insisting that there is no supernatural being outside of my poetical imagination, that I’m a naturalist, and any God that I would act upon, or with, I would hope would be empirically describable, given some hard work of a usually psycho-physical nature. That usually satisfies, or exhausts, them.
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