Strolling through the park, listening to a lecture on theophilosophy and thinking — I turned off the lecture and turned on my own thoughts.
- So why do we need to prove that God exists?
- Well, what do you mean why — so we can know for sure whether He exists or not.
- Then it turns out you know rather than believe; the whole point of faith is precisely to believe without having certain knowledge.
- How can I believe in something I don't know?
- But believing in what you don't know is the only kind of believing there is; if you know, there's no room left for faith.
- So it turns out I'm an atheist, since I know for certain that God doesn't exist.
- Those are just words, and words bind you. What's behind the word “atheist”? You have no means of proving that God exists?
- I don't even frame the question that way — that He exists. If it's impossible to prove whether He exists or not, isn't it simpler not to invent anything extra?
- The principle of simplicity is open to criticism, of course, but even applying it, the one who starts a priori from the assumption that God exists finds it simpler precisely not to give Him up.
- Well, I just don't believe, and that's that. People have dreamed up all sorts of things.
- All right, time to run along.
- Good luck to you, my friend!