fellow sentients,

let this be a place where we can yakk aboot the breaking story alleged foiled terror plot to bomb the BC Parliament buildings

From the CBC website:

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genties & ladlemen,

another thought experiment for you all to participate it.

Imagine you are home and you have no pressing business at hand.  You have enough time to relax.

Your doorbell-equivalent rings and you answer it and there, right there, is Satan.  He says "sorry to bother you, but I have to do this.  Is there anything you'd like to ask me or do to me?"

It is assumed that you somehow know this is Satan & that He is telling the truth.

Genties & ladlemen,

What do you think of, what comes to mind, heart, soul, when you think of the Garden of Eden?  An actual place, a state of being, tales told around the fireside?

Please feel free to riff on the many things it brings forth in you.  Songs, stories, poems, paintings, anti-religious rants, whatever.

I'll begin with this, from that wonderful series, "The Symphony of Science"

How do we know what we know?

What helps us?  What hinders us?  What is this thing called Truth?

I start this thread especially for fellow WCers chansen and Berserk.  Anyone else is, of course, encouraged to join in.

This thread is an attempt for us to discuss these very important things, like how do we know what we know.