Man is simply in no position to say there is no God.
We did not create the world, wasn't there when it started; won't be here when it ends. It existed long before we got here less than 10,000 years ago. We often think we can outsmart that which we do not know or won't acknowledge, but somehow, this Mother Earth seems to catch us off guard and let us know that it is not that simple.
If I could say Earth just upped and exploded one day and out popped all the atoms, delicacies, and intricacies in life with no guidance and no direction; I can also say, without a doubt, that the Empire
State Building
built itself up and can tear itself down. And that airplanes and luxury liners and the grandest hotels from Trump Towers
to the Taj Mahal just "decide to be" and poof! There they are.
If man is responsible for building up high and bringing down low things that are 100,000x his own size in depth, scope, and magnitude, then it is an arrogant and ill-conceived thought that would believe the Earth and the universes and the galaxies beyond us just came together without any help/influence/inspiration/plan.
And Earth also just decided "one day" to populate itself with millions of species of different kinds of animals and other creatures, variegated plants and tons and more tons of all manner of minerals, all the way from the tiniest atom to the tallest woman or man and the biggest fish in the deep blue sea. Sure. Only if we can twitch our noses or fold our arms together and blink and make things come and go at will.
And what of brain fodder? The mental agility that we use to create things far bigger than us, but then dares to say a whole planet and all that is beyond us just threw itself in to place sight unseen?
This is a ball of confused grey matter that uses only 10-percent of itself (so sayeth scientists) in everyday consumption and activities and progress, and yet can conceive and achieve emblements that scale walls, ascend into the clouds, bore holes in the depths of the earth, designs tools to trap and conquer animals and wild beasts bigger and smarter than mankind, hurtles waves to the seven seas and bear up rocket ships and satellites that penetrate earth's atmosphere and catapult themselves, as heavy as they are, out to a place in earth's gravity where they do nothing but float about as if they are mere tissue paper.
Yet if all of this was done by nothing, then I will say, too, that the world came about by a nothingless "big bang." If I can say that North America discovered itself and the people who live here were transported to this land by mental osmosis or involuntary transfer of some kind without a definable mode of transport, I can then say that Earth and all that is came into existence on its own accord.
Some folks don't stop to think of the magnitude of what they are saying when they say that God is a myth. A joke. A fantasy. A fairytale. A figurehead Being of someone's crude and unsophisticated and uneducated imagination.
We, as complicated beings, dream thoughts that are beyond our wildest imaginations - some come true, some don't. But from wherein comes the ability TO dream? From the same nowhere that brought about the green and brown and blue Earth? It doesn't seem possible that we can fling ourselves out where the stars are and look back on our own planet and yet not believe in God.
We get angry, we smile, we laugh, we cry, we bear the spectrum of all ranges of emotion and feeling and can only take a microscope to our tears; but still we do not know the connection between the teardrop and the feeling that caused or created it. We still do not even understand the disconnection between ourselves and that which is what it isand yet we can say there is no God? Without a doubt? Really?
Our systems are built to take in nutrients and expel poisons, though we weaken our physical processes with pollution and chemically-laced foods and synthetic medications.
If there is no God, then we are far below the things that cause us to be who we are. Our own humanity escapes us, even as we rationalize and stir up these points of view about the existence of God...simply because we are and don't know why we are or where we came from. And every time we think we've "figured it out," something comes along and turns that wisdom into complete unmitigated foolishness, sending the smartest and wisest of our beings back to the old proverbial drawing board.
If we have enough answers to declare that the Earth created itself, then we should know by now how to create our own worlds and planets and galaxies and impart to them [the same and] better benefits than we enjoy here. Why?
Because this planet, as we now know it, is dying in front of our very eyes.