“Aristotle’s God never does anything; he has no desires, no will, no purpose; his activity is so pure that he never acts. He is absolutely perfect; therefore he cannot desire anything; therefore he does nothing. His only occupation is to contemplate the essence of things; and since he himself is the essence of all things, the form of all forms, his sole employment is the contemplation of himself”.
If that indeed is God, count me no longer an atheist. Also, if I may, that sounds very much like someone I know very dearly. I’m not one to make tall claims, but according to Aristotle’s definition, I’m GOD! It’s funny how everyone’s turning out to be ‘God’ ever since Mahesh-Khaleja came out.
“Beats me. Doesn’t drink, thinks of money like a disease, owns maybe two shirts and no V C R, forty years old and isn’t married, works for two pice in the sports centre teaching martial arts and what–all, lives on air, behaves like a rishi or pir but doesn’t have any faith, going nowhere but looks like he knows some secret. All this and a college education, you work it out.”
“My dad never went to college, so it was real important that I go. So I graduate, I call him up long distance, I say “Dad, now what?” He says, “Get a job.” Now I’m 25, make my yearly call again. I say Dad, “Now what?” He says, “I don’t know, get married.””