If Big Bang brought forth out of nothing—
Everything we know as universe,
The cause of that huge blast remains unknown, An illogical event in time, at best.
But
A greater enigma defies men’s wits.
One scientists avoid; it gives minds fits!
Whatever caused Big Bang happened eons ago. How does being continue existing so?
Matter would surely revert back to nothingness,
Except for some great power that keeps us blest.
People turn away—the puzzle’s much too odd. Not for me. The unknown pow’r becomes my God.
Rege, I consider myself to be Agnostic, or at least my version of that word, but I have to tell you that this and some of our earlier communications, tend to make me stop and think.
We've mentioned "Big Bang" before, but your question, "How does being continue existing so?" really begs for an answer. I don't have that answer, but I don't intend to spend the rest of my days seeking that answer either. I think that’s what separates me from those who profess to have "The Calling."
That said, "The unknown pow’r becomes my God." Works for me, Buddy.
Ireland 1945. Florence Kite finds a letter and her whole world crumbles. Marcus Fanning was her real father. But twenty-five years ago, Marcus Fanning vanished off the face of the earth.
In the waning days of World War II, a man lies injured in a London hospital, shrouded in mystery and confusion. He is an American serviceman, stripped of his identity and memories, save for the name John, and plagued by vivid visions of battles that
The fifth and final book of the Jade Owl Legacy sees a full battle for life as we know it. The world is threatened by the denizens of the Jade Village leading the China Hans through a fantastical world and to a conclusive battle.
Connie
Chip Bergeron
We've mentioned "Big Bang" before, but your question, "How does being continue existing so?" really begs for an answer. I don't have that answer, but I don't intend to spend the rest of my days seeking that answer either. I think that’s what separates me from those who profess to have "The Calling."
That said, "The unknown pow’r becomes my God." Works for me, Buddy.
Thanks Dick