I'm not going to pretend to know the origins of the universe. This doesn't imply that it being created from nothing by magic by the god of a desert people is a remotely plausible explanation. Stacking doubt-over-doubt on current theories of its creation doesn't lend credence or plausibility to your own beliefs, which are childish. Though for some reason you seem to think this is how proof works.
Ah, yes. The gospel according to modern man: “I don’t know where the universe came from… but I
do know it wasn’t God.” The humility of agnosticism quickly gives way to the arrogance of mockery — especially when the target is a worldview older, deeper, and far more intellectually rigorous than the paper-thin cosmologies pedaled by today’s scientific priesthood. As pedalled by Jambo
You sneer at the “God of a desert people,” parroting the same tired reductionism, as if invoking geography invalidates metaphysics.
Meanwhile, you keep a straight face while gesturing vaguely at theories where universes pop out of nothing, laws emerge from nowhere, and entropy resets itself in an eternal loop of cosmic Groundhog Days — all without a shred of empirical or philosophical coherence.
You speak of “stacking doubt-over-doubt” as if it’s an insult to theism. But the multiverse
is stacked doubt — a labyrinth of escape hatches for minds that cannot tolerate the implications of design or intention. It’s metaphysical cowardice with a lab coat.
Childish? No, what’s childish is pretending that explaining nothing with fancy language is somehow more “mature” than believing in the Logos — the rational, knowable, purposeful ground of being. You mock Scripture while genuflecting before cosmologies that offer less reason, less coherence, and far more fantasy.
You call it science. I call it myth without the poetry — metaphysics disguised as mathematics, for a generation that thinks sarcasm is wisdom and reverence is weakness.
So tell me, friend: if you admit you don’t know, why are you so hostile to the only worldview that dares to offer an answer with philosophical teeth?