IV. A flicker in the Sun

God is past finding out. There are no mental footholds to his Being that one may climb up and so surmount the peak of his Essence. Were it a mere matter of assumption from one or another accidental* notion, we might gain elevation. As it is, the logic required to scale the cliff is one leap no mortal can make. The pygmy-like categories of thought we assume when we talk about beings cannot contain realistically the innumerable and expansive qualities God possesses. We are not merely talking about quantitative hindrances, however, when we discuss the perfections of God. We also limp along in a qualitative sense when we try to decipher from the ground knowledge of the heavens. We speak about music, as it were, with the language of colors and textures. We can communicate what God is like in reference to other things, but we cannot fully talk about what God is like. The sun flickers and we see it not, blinded by magnitude brightness; shades of indistinguishable brilliance.
So the counter to this is as follows: "if we can't know how would we know?" If we are left with complete epistemological skepticism, how could we tell we couldn't tell hide from hair in reference to the Almighty? Furthermore, if God is not distinguishable due to his qualities from nature by the human mind, what necessitates this God even exists? Perhaps the truth of the matter is we can't find what is not there. Of course you can't decipher the attributes of God, if that Being does not exist. That line of thought is so anthropocentric it needs not be answered with dignity, as it does with indignity. Who are we, as humans, to suppose by the limited power of our organic adding machines to scribble out the calculus of the Universe with any certainty. IF there is a God who possesses perfect, genuine knowledge of all things are we to go head-to-head with imperfect knowledge against his existence with any success? Were not it like a man with a crooked ruler trying to measure the folded, cracked sea floor while gathering his breath between submersed calculations? What certainty can this gypsum board logic produce compared to the cold hard marble of God's own self-existence? The truth is, if we can't know for sure, all the better and more surer we know that God exists. If this universe is fathomable by the mind, and presents itself further unfolded the deeper we think on it, what greater proof that a Perfect mind lies behind its construction and present operation? If this universe were not the produce of a mind, we would expect (though in an asinine, logic-lacking sense) the universe to be as structured and cohesive as tapioca.



*accidental in this sense is an older definition, it does not mean unexpected, but a subsidiary quality like a 'blue' marble. Taking away the blue does not take away its marbleness.