The
deluge really happened.
Q.
Yes way. No way.
A.
No way.
The text that follows is an extract from an unpublished manuscript called: “The legend of Jesus “, © 2008 by Jean-Paul Gosselin.
The deluge
I suppose that the majority of
people has learned, in its young years, about the principle of rainmaking and
understands its functioning. Water evaporates from the earth’s oceans,lakes and rivers into the
atmosphere thereby forming clouds of water vapor which, after sufficient
cooling, is then transformed into water, showering the earth with rain. This
cycle has faithfully, although not identically or uniformly, been repeated
through the history of the earth.
The bible tells us that god
informed Noah that as much rain would fall on earth as the tallest mountain is
high, plus fifteen cubits. A cubit is an ancient unit of measurement
equivalent to the length of a man’s
arm taken from his elbow to the tip of his longest, or in this case, the middle
finger. After averaging the length of a few measurements we find that the final
figure that was then generally adopted is twenty inches and the tallest
mountain on earth we also know is Everest.
You see, Pauline, it’s naturally
and mathematically impossible for two feet of water to fall to earth when only
one foot has evaporated from it and, even if the god of the bible had
completely drained the earth of its water and returned it in the form of rain,
that rain would simply have filled the cavities left empty by the evaporation,
without causing any inundation. Where then has he taken the required extra
water from? Certainly not from outer space because it’s been proven that
there’s none on the moon and that it’s only present in micro and perhaps
nano-quantities on Mars and probably on the other planets as compared to the
volume found on earth.
Has the deluge really happened or
is it just another story invented by whomever wrote the old testament portion
of the bible and that the catholic (Christian) church uses in order to show the
power of its invisible god?
It’s for you to judge Pauline.
Thank you.
It was a
sunny Saturday morning on the course and I was beginning my pre-shot routine,
visualizing
my upcoming shot, when a voice came over the clubhouse loudspeaker.
"Would the gentleman on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee please!!"
I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.
"Would the gentleman on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee please!!"
I was still deep in my routine, seemingly impervious to the interruption.
Again the
announcement, "Would the MAN on the WOMEN'S tee kindly back up to the
men's tee."
I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more, the man yelled:
I simply ignored the guy and kept concentrating, when once more, the man yelled:
"Would
the man on the woman's tee back up to the men's tee, PLEASE!
I finally stopped, turned, looked through the clubhouse window directly at the person with the microphone and shouted back,
I finally stopped, turned, looked through the clubhouse window directly at the person with the microphone and shouted back,
"Would
the person in the clubhouse kindly shut up and let me play my second
shot?"