English, Filsafat, Racauan

How to Prove God Exists to Atheists

So, you’re an Atheist?

Okay, you may not believe in God, but do you believe that your mind exists?

Sure you do, if not how do you suppose to read and understand the things I wrote? But how do you prove that your mind exist? Neuroscience could say that there are pulses or hormones, or synapsis or whatever that prove the existence of an ‘activity’ in your brain. But there hasn’t been any technology that can read your mind, imagination, or memory, vividly. We are living in a dystopia society and a black mirrored future, but mind reading machine still need to be develop for years ahead.

You might say, “Well, the mind exists and we can prove it subjectively and objectively with tools. And like black hole or far away space objects, we will get the accurate data eventually. It’s not Schrodinger’s cat: the mind does exist. But God, on the other hand…”

Let me put it this way then. Your mind, exist. The things you think about, exist in your mind: the imagination, the stories, the myths, the dreams. If you think about God, then She/He exists. If you think God does not exists, it won’t cause God to disappear from other people’s head.

In the end, we will mind our own mind. At least the ‘idea’ of God is in your Atheist head, then the existence or non-existence of God, does exists in your head too. Atheist don’t need to prove the existence of God. It doesn’t matter. But existence of the self, of identity, of politics and other abstract stuff, most atheists feel the need to prove them. Ergo, atheism is a belief system, just like religion. It’s institutionalized by all things secular.

God is problematic because He/She/It is dialectic historically. But the people who believe, are kind of ahistoric when it comes to this discussion. The history or dialectic of God will dissolve the foundation of God as an almighty and infinite being. If God is always changing, then there will be a possibility that it does not exist, and it bugs all the religious people. Atheists in a sense of dialectical, factual based argument, are supposed to be flexible.

But reality is hard, everybody knows that. Even for Atheists, reality is hard. We want to give meaning to our lives , and if we are unable to do so, if we feel that our lives are irrelevant, we need guidance. Religious people get it from their preachers. Atheist or moderately religious people get them from psychologists orang psychiatrist.

We are all human after all. We are all unique, but none of us are special. We need to worship something, and those who say they don’t, are hypocrites.

Eksistensialisme, Perlawanan, Puisi


Semua nabi-nabi telah datang membawa wahyuNya
Kitab-kitab suci telah disebar bersama ulama
Biksu dan pendeta menggumamkan doa-doa
namun yang dinanti tidak juga pernah tiba

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Tak pernah ada lagi yang mengaku mendengar wahyuNya
Bicara pada Tuhan itu waras, mendengarNya gila
untuk berkuasa bicaralah di atas namaNya
Ia maha besar maha rapuh selalu dibela

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dengan mengarang kata-kata
demi harta dan kuasa
untuk mewujudkan surga
di dunia fana

dengan mengumbar doa-doa
mengutuki yang berbeda
untuk panaskan neraka
demi golongannya

Akal dimatikan untuk menghidupkan iman
Iman tanpa ilmu memakan kemanusiaan
Ikut kata Imam yang gumamkan kebencian
Tunduk pada tafsir tanpa pernah memikirkan

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Eksistensialisme, English, Memoir, Puisi, Racauan

Living is Easy with Eyes Closed…


I want everybody to see what I can’t see.

The faith and the belief that everybody have feelings. Including you people.

You people are seen as you want them to see you: cheap, marginalized, exploited, evil, poor.

But I refuse to believe thay because you people survived. As people. Not as animal.

You have love and loved. You have happiness and sadness, in between them you have good and evil. In between good and evil you have calculation and logical reasons of your own.

No matter how error and full of fallacy from common logic, no matter how illogical, it is your own reason.

And if one care to see the bigger context one will understand them. One will know thay if one put themselves in your shoes, one will be you and nothing else. Everybody’s not free. Everybody bound to existence.

I can’t see that right know. My eyes are common eyes like yours or theirs. But I believe its there: the story of being human. I want to see that. And share that. We will meet again. And we will prove to them, that they are us.

Like you are me.