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December 4th, 2015

Answer for question 4563.

If you could ask God any one question, what would it be? (If you don't believe in a higher deity of any kind, just assume one existed for the purposes of this question.) What would you hope to receive as an answer to that question?
Will science eventually be able to explain everything; or will it continue to produce increasingly complicated and expensive "solutions" to the growing number of problems that it and other institutions cause without answering any of the questions that we really want answers to?
Rhymes of a Rolling Stone

by
Robert W. Service
The Sceptic


My Father Christmas passed away
When I was barely seven.
At twenty-one, alack-a-day,
I lost my hope of heaven.
Yet not in either lies the curse:
The hell of it's because
I don't know which loss hurt the worse --
My God or Santa Claus.


The Sceptic - from Rhymes of a Rolling Stone, by Robert W. Service - ExploreNorth

I read this nearly 70 years ago, never thought of it again until an LJ post prompted it a few days ago.  I was quite a few years short of "twenty-one" but it resonated.  I was also quite a few years older than "seven."

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