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Just a quick status update: I have a draft post that I have been working on for quite some time. I don’t think it is a very remarkable post, but it is rather long. And I’m choosing words carefully while getting my writing strategy figured out. In particular, it deals with the Stellenbosch Gemeente’s children’s [...]

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Thursday saw a small social gathering of four friends, but also an event that I’d like to dub the first official “Think Too Much” gathering. (Yuck, I need a better name for that.) Oh, and no, it wasn’t official at all, it really was just a couple of friends that joined me as I was [...]

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A recent email exchange with a creationist brought up this sentiment again: He has to believe in evolution because that is the career he chose. He sucked up what they told him. This creationist tactic is disingenuous. They are taught that the reason scientists accept evolution, is because they would not otherwise get a job, [...]

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UPDATE: This post was written in a rush. I’m not sure about the choice of the word “theology” here. Maybe “religion” might have been a better choice, or I could have talked about something like “mythos” or “mythology” instead. Whichever. Hopefully the thoughts I’m sharing are understood irrespective of the imperfect word choice. Words are [...]

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This is a continuation on yesterday’s post, What is God?: The Tribal God. Please read that first. This part is separate, in order to keep that one shorter, and to not ruin it with the silliness below. (I don’t like this post very much, it seems rather frivolous, does it not?) Your Tribes? So what [...]

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A previous post on “What is God?”: What is God?: The Personal God. A long long time ago, but not in a far away galaxy, tribalism was the order of the day, and it was good. Some insist that tribalism is the natural state for humanity. Borrowing a paragraph from Wikipedia’s article on Tribalism: According [...]

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Oh the things we (collectively) do to our children… I remember a particular evening, sitting in the back seat of the car, in tears. I was of single digit age. I’m not sure when exactly, and I’m not sure where, but I suspect it may have been during our first year(s) in The Netherlands. I [...]

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