It's a farce to think contemplating how large the universe has nothing to do with the grand design.

The Universe itself is only the tip of the iceberg - it's not nihilism, the truth is we do not know anything at all ; but the journey to continue on the path of real Truth by piecing it together is one of the more beautiful and meaningful aspects of life in a world so closed-minded, fearful & narcissistic. It is all in the eye-of-the beholder but know that no religion knows what the powers that be are... we will probably never even develop the senses to get anywhere close to understanding.

I am speaking to the pale blue dot theory that humanists rejoice in, to wave the size of the Universe around as a magic wand that erases the idea of any absolute truth, especially when it pertains to a belief in God. To say that our perceived insignificance in the face of the deep invalidates the idea that God, if He even exists, could possibly care about what is going on here.

It is to see through everything and thus see nothing at all, which is essentially what nihilism is. You say we can't know anything; well, the obvious question is, how do you know that? I agree, this existence that we have now is only the tip of the iceberg, but in the manner that it is a poor reflection of what is to come. The size of cosmos is infantesimal in comparison to the depths of the mind that created it. It is not the material that is interesting, it is the glory of that one who spoke it into being, to which the cosmos testifies:

The heavens declare the glory of God;

And the firmament shows His handiwork.

Day unto day utters speech,

And night unto night reveals knowledge.

There is no speech nor language

Where their voice is not heard.

Their line has gone out through all the earth,

And their words to the end of the world.

The temporal is only temporary, because time is running out. What we see now is a pale rendition of the actual, eternal reality. We are spiritual beings, and these are just clay vessels, dust and ashes. The things that are seen are all perishing; it is the things that are unseen which are eternal.

I understand atheism, I used to consider myself one. But, I think atheism gives itself too much credit in face of the vastness amount of possibilities / possible impossibilities we will never understand but could maybe to a finite degree, comprehend.

I agree and so does francis collins:

"of all choices, atheism requires the greatest faith, as it demands that ones limited store of human knowledge is sufficient to exclude the possibility of God."

Well, philosopher, what I will say is that the only thing that matters is what the truth is. If you cannot define what the truth is, it is impossible to understand anything at all. And unless you are omnipotent, you cannot know that truth, but one who is omnipotent could reveal it to you. That is the only reason anyone can know what is true, because we heard from the One who was there at the very beginning. Now if you can admit the validity of special revelation, then you are one step closer to understanding where I am coming from.

This guy says it best "It's humongous big." True that, brother. Keep on spacin' out, it's the closest we will get to any sort of truth.

I think this is a lot closer:

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames,b but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.






>> ^shagen454

I watched this the first time to watch Joey quit his job like a boss. I watched it again (and maybe again) for cymbal girl.

The internet has demented my expectations so much that I was very surprised when this didn't end with the wind blowing the drummer's cymbal into his face.

Tags for this video have been changed from 'drum, cymbal, cliff, fall, joke' to 'drum, cymbal, cliff, fall, joke, rimshot' - edited by Fusionaut

Sex Cymbal.

If they hadn't blurred out the brand name, we could probably use that as a determinate for the quality of the cymbal.

Your video, Cymbal hit in slow motion, has made it into the Top 15 New Videos listing. Congratulations on your achievement. For your contribution you have been awarded 1 Power Point.

No audio of the cymbal hit? Lame.
And boy was that cymbal dusty.

>> ^Sagemind:

What...?
No Way that could be a good quality Cymbal - That's Crazy!


What you mean is, I didn't think Cymbals vibrated like that. If they didn't vidrate like that, where would the sound come from?

...ah but yes, various materials and designs will cause the wobbling around the bell to continue and ring out or dampen down faster than this... you can search for 'thin', 'thin-medium', etc. crash cymbals, with more 'attack' or more 'ring'

neat to "see" the frequency of the sound here... thanks PhantomHD!

What...?
No Way that could be a good quality Cymbal - That's Crazy!

Yeah, sure, it's *terrible and *comedy, but you've gotta love how into it he is. He's cream dreaming. By day he is imprisoned in a cramped cubicle hounded by an asshole boss, but when he goes home, he becomes a drum deity. I especially like the set up before he actually starts playing - the attention to detail fastening those rubber cymbals that aren't going anywhere. If everyone went home after work and banged on some drums, the world would be a better place.

Weekend warrior, I salute thee.

Ah, HAH! So you LIED! On the INTERNET! You, sir, have been CAUGHT!>> ^Drachen_Jager:

Ah, I started skimming because I got bored.


>> ^Drachen_Jager:

I spent this entire video waiting for him to hit the cymbals.
Very disappointed.

Here is a video of him using the drums: http://videosift.com/video/Ice-Drum-Solo-Single-Use-Only

I couldn't post it because it's already on the sift - but it's dead - I'm hoping someone will fix it.
It's here: http://videosift.com/video/Ice-Drum-Solo-Single-Use-Only

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I spent this entire video waiting for him to hit the cymbals.

Very disappointed.

>> ^Drachen_Jager:

I spent this entire video waiting for him to hit the cymbals.
Very disappointed.


he hits one at 0:55 (and it breaks as expected)