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|God||France||1942||Lee, Stan & Stan Timmons. The Alien Factor. New York: ibooks, inc. (2002; c. 2001); pg. 199.||-|
|God||galaxy||-4980 B.C.E.||Weis, Margaret & Tracy Hickman. Serpent Mage. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 98.|| "Dwarves, elves, and humans all believe in the One, a powerful force that places us in this world, watches over us while we are here, and receives us when we leave. Each race takes a somewhat differing view of the One, however.
The basic dwarven credo is that all dwarves are in the One and the One is in all dwarves. Thus harm that befalls one dwarf befalls all dwarves and befalls the One as well--this is why a dwarf will never intentionally kill, cheat, or deceive another dwarf. (Not counting barroom brawls, of course. A sock on the jaw, delivered in a regular knock-'em-down, turn-'em-over, is generally considered beneficial to the health.)
In the old days, we dwarves believed the One to be interested mainly in ourselves. As for elves and humans, if they had been created by the One at all (and some held that they sprang up from the darkness, rather like fungi), it must have been an accident or else they were designed by a force opposing the One. "
|God||galaxy||-4980 B.C.E.||Weis, Margaret & Tracy Hickman. Serpent Mage. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 98.|| "Long times of coexistence taught us to accept each other, however. We know now that the One has in care all living beings (although some old grandfathers maintain that the One loves dwarves, merely tolerates humans and elves).
Humans believe that the One rules all, but that--like any Phondran chieftain--the One is open to suggestion. Thus the humans are constantly badgering the One with supplications and demand. Phondrans also believe that the One has underlings, who perform certain menial tasks beneath the One's dignity. (That concept is so human!) These underlings are subject to human manipulation through magic, and the Phondrans are never happier than when altering the growing seasons, summoning winds, conjuring rain, and starting fires. "
|God||galaxy||-4980 B.C.E.||Weis, Margaret & Tracy Hickman. Serpent Mage. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 99.|| "The Elmas take a far more relaxed view of the one. In their perspective, the One started everything off with a bang and now sits back lazily to watch it all go forward--like the bright, glittering, spinning toys Sabia used to play with as a child. The Elmas view magic not as something reverent and spiritual, but as entertainment or a labor-saving device. "|
|God||galaxy||-4980 B.C.E.||Weis, Margaret & Tracy Hickman. Serpent Mage. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 105.|| "'The One sent him,' she said, starting to climb the ladder. 'The One sent him to us, in answer to my prayer. We have to save him!'
'You prayed for a dolphin,' I pointed out irritably.
Alake said nothing, but gave me a reprimanding glance. 'Don't be blasphemous, Grundle. Can you work this thing?'
...'What if the One didn't send this man?' I whispered urgently in the elf's ear. 'What if he was sent by the dragon-snakes to spy on us?' "
|God||galaxy||-4980 B.C.E.||Weis, Margaret & Tracy Hickman. Serpent Mage. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 142.|| "'I swear it.'
'By what?' I asked.
'What would you have me swear by?'
'The One, of course,' Alake said.
Haplo appeared perplexed. 'What One? Is it a human god?'
'The One is the One,' Devon answered, at a loss to explain. Everyone knew about the One.
'The highest power,' Alake replied. 'Creator, Mover, Shaper, Finisher.'
'Highest power, huh?' Haplo repeated, and I could see he didn't much like the idea. 'You all believe in this One? Elves, humans, dwarves?'
'It's not a matter of believing,' Devon said. 'The One is.'
Haplo eyed us narrowly. 'Will you go to your rooms and stay there? No more talk of throwing yourselves into the sea?'
'If you swear by the One,' I said. 'That's an oath you can't break.'
...Then, shrugging, he said. 'I swear by the One. If it lies in my power to prevent it, no harm will come to you.' "
|God||galaxy||1367 C.E.||Banks, Iain M. Consider Phlebas. New York: St. Martin's Press (1987); pg. 13.|| "'....The Idirans won't eat you--'
'Ha! They look as though they could! Monsters with three feet; invaders, killers, infidels . . . You want us to link with them?... To be ground under their hooves? To have to worship their false gods?'
'At least they have a God, Frolk. The Culture doesn't... At least they think the same way you do. The Culture doesn't.' " [Many other refs. throughout novel, not in DB.]
|God||galaxy||1955||Dick, Philip K. The Broken Bubble. New York: Arbor House/William Morrow (1988); pg. 174.||"Beaten, troubled, he had at the end crept away from the haunts of man. He could not endure among them because he could not kill. He lacked the ability to destroy. He was like God. He loved everybody. He wanted to be friends. "|
|God||galaxy||1967||Zelazny, Roger. "A Hand Across the Galaxy " in Unicorn Variations. New York: Timescape (1983; story c. 1967); pg. 79.||"We were thankful and joyous, and we read of the Earth in the books and we decided it is like the Happy Lands where the Great One sends those who are good after their bodies have been burned. Is it not so?... It is hard to think of all that space out there separating worlds without getting dizzy. There are no high places here, so I get dizzy even thinking about them. To think that the Great One could build worlds so far apart and watch them all and not get dizzy is dearly good. "|
|God||galaxy||1979||Adams, Douglas. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. New York: Harmony Books (1979); pg. 2.||"Not only is it [The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy] a wholly remarkable book, it is also a highly successful one--more popular than the Celestial Home Care Omnibus, better selling than Fifty-three More Things to Do in Zero Gravity, and more controversial than Oolon Colluphid's trilogy of philosophical blockbusters, Where God Went Wrong, Some More of God's Greatest Mistakes and Who Is This God Person Anyway? " [Other refs., some not in DB.]|
|God||galaxy||1979||Adams, Douglas. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. New York: Harmony Books (1979); pg. 55.|| "'Now it is such a bizarrely improbable coincidence that anything so mind-bogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance that some thinkers have chosen to see it as a final and clinching proof of the nonexistence of god.
'The argument goes something like this: 'I refuse to prove that I exist,' says God, 'for poof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing.'
' 'But,' says Man, 'the Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED.'
' 'Oh dear,' says God, 'I hadn't thought of that,' and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.
' 'Oh, that was easy,' says Man, and for an encore goes on to prove that black is white and gets himself killed on the next pedestrian crossing.
'Most leading theologians claim that this argument is a load of dingo's kidneys... "
|God||galaxy||1979||Adams, Douglas. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. New York: Harmony Books (1979); pg. 55.|| "'...but that didn't stop Oolon Colluphid making a small fortune when he used it as the central theme of his best-selling book, Well That about Wraps It Up for God.
'Meanwhile, the poor Babel fish, by effectively removing all barriers to communication between different races and cultures, has caused more and bloodier wars than anything else in the history of creation.' "
|God||galaxy||1984||Adams, Douglas. So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish. New York: Harmony Books (1984); pg. 126.||Pg. 126: "'Apparently,' said Arthur, 'it's God's Final Message to His Creation.' "; Pg. 145: "...they came to the Great Red Plain of Rars, which was bounded on the south side by the Quentulus Quazgar Mountains, on the farther side of which, according to the dying words of Prak, they would find in thirty-foot-high letters of fire God's Final Message to His Creation. " [More about their journey to these letters, pg. 145-150. The message, which they read on pages 149 and 150, is 'WE APOLOGIZE FOR THE INCONVENIENCE'.]|
|God||galaxy||1992||Adams, Douglas. Mostly Harmless. New York: Ballantine (2000; c. 1992); pg. 25.||"The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy has, in what we laughingly call the pas, had a great deal to say on the subject of parallel universes. Very little of this is, however, at all comprehensible to anyone below the level of Advanced God, and since it is now pretty well established that l known gods came into existence a good three millionths of a second after the Universe began rather than, as they usually claimed, the previous week, they already have a great deal of explaining to do as it is, and are therefore not available for comment on matters of deep physics at this time. "|
|God||galaxy||1992||Snodgrass, Melinda M. Wild Cards X: Double Solitaire. New York: Bantam (1992); pg. 174.|| "If God is a woman, She looks like that grand old dowager seated in the center.
It was an irreverent thought, and it sent Mark back to an embarrassed contemplation of his thumbnails. "
|God||galaxy||1997||Sawyer, Robert J. Illegal Alien. New York: Ace Books (1997); pg. 57.|| "Perez turned to the alien captain. 'Are you or any of your colleagues qualified to serve as an attorney?'
'No,' said Kelkad. 'We do not have a system of laws comparable to yours. Oh, there are intercessors who will entreat God on one's behalf, and mediators for civil disputes. But we have nothing like your 'criminal-justice' system--indeed, I am not even sure I fully understand that term.' " [More, pg. 147-152, etc.]
|God||galaxy||1997||Sawyer, Robert J. Illegal Alien. New York: Ace Books (1997); pg. 90.||"'On my world, there is no such thing as crime; allowing a crime to occur would imply that God had ceased to be vigilant over the affairs of her children. Besides, we do not prize material things the way they are prized here, so there is no theft of objects. And everybody has enough to eat, so there is no theft of food, or the means to acquire food... It is not my place to say, but it seems that your legal system is designed backward. The root causes of human crime appear to my no-doubt-ignorant eyes to be poverty and your ability to become addicted to chemicals. But instead of treating those, you devote your energies at the other end, to punishing.' "|
|God||galaxy||1999||Anderson, Jack. Millennium. New York: Tor (1994); pg. 234.|| "'Others?' said Aaronson. 'What others?'
'Other races. The Family of God.'
'God?' Aaronson wagged his head...
'You are still at the rebellious stage. You think your intelligence has risen to the point where you no longer need the concept of an omnipotent creator. And it is that puerile arrogance that has gotten you into such trouble.'
'You mean a race as advanced as yours still believes in God?'
'No,' said the visitor.
Aaronson smiled and nodded. 'That's what I suspected.'
'We know there is a God. Listen, Mick Aaronson, and learn. Worlds without number lie beyond the reach of humankind, worlds that are constantly changing. Some are like mine and harbor species which have reached maturity and have taken their place in the interplanetary community. Others are like your world, where the sentients are still struggling to reach maturity...' "
|God||galaxy||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 100.|| "'Then what is it, this God-being?'
'I see no evidence here on Earth that you have yet achieved artificial intelligence.'
That seemed a non sequitur to me, but I nodded. 'That's right, although a lot of people are working on it.'
'We do have self-aware machines. My starship, the Merelcas, is one such. And what we have discovered is this: intelligence is an emergent property--it appears spontaneously in systems of sufficient order and complexity. I suspect that the being which is now the God of this universe was a noncorporeal intelligence that arose through chance fluctuations in a previous universe devoid of biology. I believe this being, existing in isolation, sought to make sure that the next universe would teem with independent, self-reproducing life...' "
|God||galaxy||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 100.|| "'...It seems unlikely that biology could have started in any randomly generated universe on its own, but a localized space-time matrix of sufficient complexity to develop sentience could reasonably be expected to arise by chance after only a few billion years of quantum fluctuations, especially in universes unlike this one in which the five fundamental forces have less divergent relative strengths.' He paused. 'The suggestion that essentially a scientist created our current universe would explain the long-standing philosophical conundrum of why this universe is indeed comprehensible to the scientific mind; why Forhilnor and human abstractions, such as mathematics and induction and aesthetics, are applicable to the nature of reality. Our universe is scientifically understandable because it was created by a vastly advanced intelligence who used the tools of science.'
...'God as a scientist,' I said, tasting the thought... "
|God||galaxy||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 147.|| "So, again, why was I surprised that Hollus believe in God? That an alien from a culture a century or two more advanced than my own hadn't shucked off the last vestiges of the supernatural? Even if he hadn't had a grand unified theory to justify his beliefs, why should it be so outlandish that he wasn't an atheist?
I'd never questioned whether I was right or wrong when confronted by obviously deluded creationists. I'd never doubted my convictions when assailed by fundamentalists. But here I was, meeting with creatures from other stars, and the fact that they had been able to come to me while I had no way of going to see them made blindingly obvious which of us was intellectually superior.
And these aliens believed what I hadn't since childhood.
They believed an intelligent designer had made the universe. "
|God||galaxy||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 331.|| "God was the programmer.
The laws of physics and fundamental constants were the source code.
The universe was the application, running now for 13.9 billion years, leading up to this moment. "
|God||galaxy||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 325.|| "And of course, perhaps it wasn't really God; perhaps it was just some extremely advanced lifeform, some representative of an ancient, but entirely natural, race. Or maybe it was actually a machine, a massive swarm of nanotechnological entities; there was no reason why advanced technology couldn't look organic.
But where do you draw the line? Something--someone--set the fundamental parameters for this universe.
Someone had intervened on at least three worlds over a period of 375 million years, a span of two million times longer than the couple of centuries intelligent races seemed to survive in a corporeal state.
And someone had now saved Earth and Delta Pavonis II and Beta Hydri III from the explosion of a supergiant star, absorbing more energy in a matter of moments than all the other stars in the galaxy were putting out, and doing so without being destroyed in the process. "
|God||galaxy||2000||Sawyer, Robert J. Calculating God. New York: Tor (2000); pg. 326.|| "How do you define God? Must he or she be omniscient? Omnipotent? As the Wreeds say, those are mere abstractions, and possibly unattainable. Must God be defined in a way that places him or her beyond the scope of science?
I'd always believed that there was nothing beyond the scope of science.
And I still believe that.
Where do you draw the line?
Right here. For me, the answer was right here.
How do you define God?
Like this. A God I could understand, at least potentially, was infinitely more interesting an relevant than one that defied comprehension. "
|God||galaxy||2050||Anthony, Patricia. "Bluebonnets " in Eating Memories. Woburn, MA: First Books; Baltimore, MD: Old Earth Books (1997; c. 1989); pg. 72.||"She turns to see him looking at the little square of incandescent sunlight that dominates the atrium like a visit from God. "|
|God||galaxy||2069||Friedman, Michael Jan. The Valiant (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (2001; c. 2000); pg. 22.|| "The captain looked to Gorvoy. 'Is that possible?'
The doctor regarded Hollandsworth. 'He did recuperate a little faster than I had expected. But then, everyone's different.'
'Then it is possible,' Tarasco concluded.
Gorvoy shrugged. 'Who knows? The man can read minds and move objects around. Maybe he can help people heal as well.'
'Talk about your godlike beings,' Womack breathed.
'He's no god,' said the chief engineer, dismissing the idea with a wave of his hand. 'He's just like you and me.'
The security chief chuckled bitterly. 'Except he can steer the ship just by thinking about it.' "
|God||galaxy||2100||Asimov, Isaac. "I'm in Marsport without Hilda " in Nine Tomorrows. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1959; story c. 1957); pg. 113.||[Year estimated.] "It began with my usual month's layoff between assignments. A month on and a month off is the right and proper routine for the Galactic Service. I reached Marsport for the usual three-day layover before the short hop to Earth.
Ordinarily, Hilda, God bless her, as sweet a wife as any man ever had, would be there waiting for me... Well, this time, my mother-in-law, God bless her (for a change) got sick just two days before I reached Marsport... "
|God||galaxy||2100||Bear, Greg. Anvil of Stars. New York: Warner Books (1992); pg. 13.||"Under Theresa, Martin used his index finger to write I've lived with or near you for five years, but only in the past tenday have I known what I feel for you What you feel for me. Odd how we haven't come together until now! I think of you always. I miss you when I am not near, even just a few minutes away. It's not just physical wanting, though there is that, and it is almighty powerful, but a kinship, a matching like two molecules meeting in just the right way, and that is strange, because that is how I have often thought of God. I hope you don't think this is all too intense; but perhaps it is through you, our love, that I really feel God. Don't be afraid. I haven't lost it. But can you tell me why we have not felt this before, have now known it until now? So fast! "|
|God||galaxy||2102||Heinlein, Robert A. Starship Troopers. New York: Ace Books (1987; 1st ed. 1959); pg. 20.|| "I'll say this for Captain Deladrier: they don't make any better pilots. A rendezvous, boat to ship in orbit, is precisely calculated. I don't know how, but it is, and you don't change it. You can't.
Only she did. She saw in her scope that the boat had failed to blast on time; she braked back, picked up speed again--and matched and took us in, just by eye and touch, not time to compute it. If the Almighty ever needs an assistant to keep the stars in their courses, I know where he can look. "
|God||galaxy||2103||Heinlein, Robert A. Starship Troopers. New York: Ace Books (1987; 1st ed. 1959); pg. 151.||"'The whole merciless load will land without warning. You must act at once and you'll only have God over you. Don't expect Him to fill in tactial details; that's your job. He'll be doing all that a soldier has a right to expect if He helps you keep the panic you are sure to feel out of your voices.' "|
|God||galaxy||2150||Resnick, Mike. A Miracle of Rare Design. New York: Tor (1994); pg. 23.||[Year is estimated.] "'We have no desire to see your religious ceremonies,' said the Firefly [a native of the planet Medina, talking to a human scientist].
'You should attend one,' said Lennox. 'You might find it interesting.'
'Your god allows any being of my race to attend?'
'Most of my people would argue that he is your god, too.'
The Firefly uttered an alien chuckle. 'They are welcome to think so.'
'I would be happy to exchange religious views with you,' offered Lennox.
'I'm sure you would,' said the Firefly. "
|God||galaxy||2150||Rosenberg, Joel. Hero. New York: Penguin Books (1990); pg. 229.||"No, I don't know anything about anything. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a company to run, and I don't care if you're from Brigade, Divisione, or a messenger of God. " [Some other refs., not in DB.]|
|God||galaxy||2199||Panshin, Alexei. Rite of Passage. New York: Ace Books (1973; first ed. 1968); pg. 249.||"'I accuse us. I accuse us of being lazy. We meet no challenges at all. We drift instead on a lazy, leisurely, floating course that takes us from planet to planet, meeting no challenges, fulfilling none of our potential, being less than we could be. To me, that is a sin. It is an affront to God, but more than that, it is an affront to ourselves. I can think of nothing sadder than to know that yo might be more than you are, but be unwilling to make the effort. We could be raising our fellow men from the lives of squalor and desperation that they lead. You don't wish this? Then I saw it would be better to leave them alone completely than to follow our present meddlesome, paternalistic, repressive course. We have the power to explore the stars. If were were willing to take the chnce, we could travel to the end of the Galaxy. That is within our power and it would certainly add to the knowledge we claim to be interested in. "|
|God||galaxy||2200||Anthony, Patricia. Conscience of the Beagle. New York: Ace Books (1995; co. 1993); pg. 11.||"Oh, the light. It's a commanding, majestic presence. It's the way, as a child, I always pictured God. "|
|God||galaxy||2250||Dick, Philip K. A Maze of Death. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1970); pg. 101.|| "'There are no miracles. As Spinoza proved centuries ago. A miracle would be a sign of God's weakness, as a failure of natural law. If there were a God.'
Seth Morley said, 'You told us, earlier this evening, that you saw the Walker-on-Earth seven times.' Suspicion filled him; he had caught the inconsistency. 'And the Intercessor too.'
'What I meant by that,' Babble said smoothly. 'is that I encountered life-situations in which human beings acted as the Walker-on-Earth would have acted, did he exist. Your problem is that of a lot of people: it stems from our having encountered non-humanoid sentient races, some of them the ones we call 'gods,' on what we call 'god-worlds,' so much superior to us as to put us in--for example--the role that, say, dogs or cats have to us. To a dog or a cat a man seems like God: he can do god-like things...' "
|God||galaxy||2250||Dick, Philip K. A Maze of Death. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1970); pg. 101.|| "'...But the quasi0biological, ultra-sentient life forms on god-worlds--they're just as much the products of natural biological evolution as we are. In time we may evolve that far . . . even farther. I'm not saying we will, I'm saying we can.' He pointed his finger determinedly at Seth Morley. 'They didn't create the universe. They're not Manifestations of the Mentufacturer. All we have is their verbal report that they are Manifestations of the Deity. Why should we believe them? Naturally, if we ask them, 'Are you God? Did you make the universe?' they'll reply in the affirmative. We'd do the same thing; white men, back in the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries, told the natives of North and South America exactly the same thing.'
'But the Spanish and English and French were colonists. They had a motive for pretending to be gods. Take Cortez. He--' "
|God||galaxy||2250||Dick, Philip K. A Maze of Death. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1970); pg. 101.|| "'The life forms on so-called 'god-worlds' have a similar motive.'
'Like what?' He felt his dull anger beginning to glow. 'They're saint-like. They contemplate; they listen to our prayers--if they can pick them up--and they act to fulfill our prayers. As they did, for example, with Ben Tallchief.'
'They sent him here to die. Is that right?'
...'Maybe they didn't know,' he said uncomfortably. 'After all, Specktowsky points out that Deity does not know everything. For instance, He did not know that the Form Destroyer existed, or that He'd be awakened by the concentric rings of emanation that make up the universe. Or that the Form Destroyer would enter the universe, and hence time, and corrupt the universe that the Mentufacturer had made in his own image, so that it was no longer his image.' "
|God||galaxy||2250||Dick, Philip K. A Maze of Death. Garden City, NY: Doubleday (1970); pg. 106.|| "'And God contains all categories of being. Therefore God can be absolutely-not-God, which transcends human reason and logic. But we intuitively feel it to be so. Don't you? Wouldn't you prefer a monism that transcends our pitiful dualism? Specktowsky was a great man, but there is a higher monistic structure above the dualism that he foresaw. There is a higher God.' He eyed her. 'What do you think about that?' he asked, a little timidly.
'I think it's wonderful,' Susie said, with enthusiasm... "
|God||galaxy||2270||Dickinson, Melissa. "Triptych " in Star Trek: Strange New Worlds II (Dean Wesley Smith, ed.) New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 27.|| "Scott watched them go, not wanting to think of what the future might hold for them... 'May heaven watch over us all tonight, Mister Spock,' Scott said with a sigh.
The Vulcan said nothing about the illogic of his prayer, saying only, 'Good night, Mister Scott,' in much the same tone. "
|God||galaxy||2271||Roddenberry, Gene. Star Trek: The Motion Picture. New York: Pocket Books (1979); pg. 180.|| "'Who is Vejur?' Kirk repeated.
'Vejur is that which seeks the Creator.'
Kirk had difficulty believing that his ears had heard correctly. The Creator? The considerable astonishment on Spock's features said he must have heard these same words, too.
'Jim--this is a mechanism.' It was McCoy, indicating 'Ilia.' "
|God||galaxy||2271||Roddenberry, Gene. Star Trek: The Motion Picture. New York: Pocket Books (1979); pg. 181.|| "'Vejur's ship,' Kirk asked, 'who does it travel in toward the third planet of the solar system directly ahead?'
'Vejur travels to the third planet to find the Creator.'
It stunned them. Whatever Vejur might be, some single great entity or an entire alien race, it was simply impossible that anything capable of that vessel's technology could believe that Earth was the location of anything that could be called 'Creator.'
Kirk tried to pursue it sensibly. 'What is the Creator?' he asked.
'That which creates,' answered the 'Ilia' probe.
'To join with Him.'
'Join with the Creator?' Spock asked. 'How?'
'Vejur and the Creator will become One.'
'What does the Creator create?' asked Spock.
'The Creator is that which created Vejur,' the 'Ilia' probe was saying. " [Many other refs. in novel to Vejur's quest for the Creator, which turns out to be mankind, as Vejur is actually the Voyager space probe.]
|God||galaxy||2271||Roddenberry, Gene. Star Trek: The Motion Picture. New York: Pocket Books (1979); pg. 246.|| "McCoy nodded. 'Vejur's purpose is to survive . . . to unite with the Creator. But I thought the probe meant that metaphorically. . . .'
'Vejur speaks and interprets everything literally,' said Spock as he looked around at the amphitheater design. 'It no doubt plans to unite physically with the Creator here.'
'Do you mean what I think you're saying, Spock?' asked McCoy. 'Vejur is planning to capture God?'
'It is the perfectly logical thing for Vejur to do,' said Spock. 'Vejur knows itself to be incomplete, but has no way of learning what it needs . . . or whether the Creator would even agree to provide it... Ergo! For the Creator to obtain Vejur's knowledge, it must bring the signal here in person.'...
'Spock, we need an answer,' said Kirk. 'Will it accept us?'
Spock was eyeing the... capsule and the nucleus design around it. 'As Dr. McCoy said, we all create God in our image. Vejur still expects a machine . . .' "
|God||galaxy||2285||Crispin, A. C. Sarek (Star Trek). New York: Pocket Books (1994); pg. 404.||[Amanda's diary] "March 14, 2285
No entry for three days . . . I can scarcely see to write this . . . I am so tired that I ache all over, but every time I lie down and close my eyes, the images I see are too awful to bear...
Is there a God? If there is a Supreme Being, how could he, she, it, or they allow this to happen?My son is dead. Spock is . . . dead. Writing those words... "
|God||galaxy||2350||Bear, Greg. Beyond Heaven's River. New York: Dell (1980); pg. 7.||Pg. 7: "Out of the parsec abyss came little more than the twenty-one centimeter whisper of hydrogen, God's favorite element. "; Pg. 87: "'You didn't see the face of God. Don't be disappointed--it really isn't that sort of thing.'
'You do not understand. I saw the face, but it wasn't asking questions. It was waiting.'
'I don't know.' He turned his head away and closed his eyes... " [Other refs. not in DB, e.g. pg. 80-83, 87-88.]
|God||galaxy||2360||Cherryh, C. J. Finity's End. New York: Warner (1997); pg. 10.||Pg. 10: "God, he was a fool. "; Pg. 11: "God, if the supervisor had seen him... Thank God, he had his inspiration for something to say... Oh, God. She said yes. "; Pg. 12: "God, he liked the image. "; Pg. 13: "Oh, my God, he had a date with Bianca Velasquez. " [Many other instances of frequent profanity, not in DB. Cherryh's apparently unconscious use of profanity, in all her books, is unparalleled in its frequency among major s.f. writers.]|
|God||galaxy||2365||Lorrah, Jean. Metamorphosis (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1990); pg. 328.|| "'I have stored in my memory banks gigabytes of information on religions throughout the galaxy. I can quote it at length, but I do not understand it. I am sorry, Thralen. I have no way of knowing what gods are--which is why I had hoped actually to meet up with the gods of Elysia.'
'If you had been able to do so, it would have proved they were not gods as I believe in God,' Thralen [the Starfleet sociologist aboard the Enterprise] replied. 'Beyond anything the sentient mind can comprehend, there is a force that drives the universe, Data. Only when we leave this state of existence will we meet and comprehend it.'
'We?' asked Data. 'You believe in an existence after death. You believe you have a soul.'
'Oh, yes. There is no doubt of it.' " [More.]
|God||galaxy||2366||David, Peter. Q-in-Law (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1991); pg. 96.|| "'Can you bend your knees backwards? You know. Like that Earth bird called a flamingo.'
Q flexed his legs and found that they bent only forward. 'Not in this body, no. I'd have to change form.'
'So you can't do anything.'
He sighed. 'I can do anything except bend my knees backwards like a flamingo in this form.'
'Can you bend your entire body backwards?' She gave a partial demonstration. 'So that your head touches your feet?'
Q stared at her. 'Why would I want to do that?'
'You said you could do anything.'
'I'm a god, not a contortionist!' said Q in exasperation.
'But what is a god,' put forward Lwaxana, 'except a moral and ethical contortionist. Claiming that a universe of confusion and chaos actually fits together into some sort of divine plan.'
'That is not a god's job. That's what philosophers do. They try and determine what divine plan is.' "
|God||galaxy||2366||David, Peter. Q-in-Law (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1991); pg. 83.||Pg. 83: "Q shrugged. 'It's reflex, Picard. I've been godlike for centuries. You can't expect me to go from omnipotence to incompetence overnight...' " [Q is a main character in novel. Other refs. to his 'godlike' abilities.]; Pg. 160: "'Perhaps they live up to your expectations. You are, after all, a god. They behave in the way they think their god expects them to act.'
Q frowned at that. 'You mean they don't want to disappoint me?' "
|God||galaxy||2368||Neason, Rebecca. Guises of the Mind (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1993); pg. 69.|| "'Run that one by me again, Data,' Geordi said a few minutes later... His thoughts were so filled with sensor-array equations he was not certain he had heard Data's question correctly.
'I asked--do you believe there is a God?'
Geordi put down the computer pad and stylus he had been holding, thoughts of energy-flow curves evaporating like a widespread particle beam. He considered himself used to Data's idiosyncratic inquiries, but his one caught him off guard.
'Why are you asking, Data?'
'My creator, Doctor Soong, did not imprint my programming with his own religions beliefs. Perhaps he did not have any, or perhaps he wished to leave me free to draw my own conclusions. I do not know. It is an aspect of human development I have never before considered.'
Geordi did not have to ask why Data was considering it now; the presence of nuns on board had many people questioning what they believed. "
|God||galaxy||2368||Neason, Rebecca. Guises of the Mind (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1993); pg. 69.|| "'Why are you asking me?' Geordi wanted to know.
'The captain suggested I talk to people. You are my best friend. Should I not talk to you?'
'Well, sure, Data, you can talk to me about anything. It's just that your question is a difficult one to answer.'
'Then you do not believe in God?'
'Whoa. I didn't say that. The word God means different things to different people. I don't believe in a man with a big white beard, sitting on a throne somewhere. But we've been too many places and seen too many incredible things for me to believe that it doesn't mean anything, or that we're all just a cosmic accident. I don't feel like an accident.'
'Then you are religious?' Data asked.
Geordi blew out a breath in a silent whistle. 'It's not as easy as that,' he said. "
|God||galaxy||2368||Neason, Rebecca. Guises of the Mind (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1993); pg. 70.|| "'I'm not religious in the same way the Little Mothers are, but I believe in--something--that gives shape and reason to the universe. And that something is inside us, too--making us strive to be better than we are, helping us recognize that all life-forms are a part of one another.'
'That is not very precise, Geordi.'
'I know, Data.' The engineer shrugged his shoulders. 'But it's the best I can do.' "
|God||galaxy||2368||Neason, Rebecca. Guises of the Mind (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1993); pg. 129.|| "'I was wondering when you'd get around to me,' [Guinan] said.
'I beg your pardon?'
'Data, everyone on the ship knows about your current--quest... Some find it admirable, others find it amusing. I think it was inevitable and I was wondering when you'd get around to asking me.'
'I have many questions.'
'And you do not mind answering them?'
'Thank you,' Data said. 'I have sensed a certain hesitancy from many of the people I have talked to.'
'That's only natural, Data.'
'Because most people, even those who follow an established tradition, spend much of their time trying to reconcile beliefs with experience.'
'And you do not?'
Again, the half-smile danced across the mouth of the enigmatic alien. 'Yes I do,' she said. 'I've just had a little more time and practice. So ask me your questions.'
'Do you believe in God?' Data began.
'There's only one, Data' "
|God||galaxy||2368||Neason, Rebecca. Guises of the Mind (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1993); pg. 129.|| "'In the last several days, using the computer at top speed, I have read all of the major writings on the myths and religions of Earth. I have also read many of the Vulcan teachings and most of the writings from Betazed. I have encountered the names of several thousand deities.'
No, Data. There has been only one.'
'If there has been only one, how do you explain the multitude of definitions and practices, each claiming to come from divine inspiration?'
Guinan clasped her hands and studied the android. Data, to whom impatience was null-programming, waiting while the bartender chose her words. "
|God||galaxy||2368||Neason, Rebecca. Guises of the Mind (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1993); pg. 130.|| "'You've missed the point,' she said at last.
'I would appreciate it then,' Data said, 'if you could explain--the point--to me.'
'The point, Data, is that this--something--this power we name God--and God is a good name; short, simple, easier to say than many--is beyond our definitions. Whether you call it a force or a being, whether you make it male or female or androgynous, whether you break its characteristics into a thousand different aspects or gather them together into one all-powerful being, God--true God--is beyond all that.'
'Then no one is correct in his beliefs'
'On the contrary, Data, everyone is correct.'
'Then how does one choose which expression of beliefs to follow?' Data asked.
'Like the rest of us, Data, you'll just have to follow your heart.'
'But, Guinan--I have no heart.'
...'Oh, yes, you do, Data,' she said. " [More.]
|God||galaxy||2369||Jeter, K. W. Warped (Star Trek: DS9). New York: Pocket Books (1995); pg. 76.||"'More's the pity, at least for poor Wyoss and the others. There may or may not be a God in our universe, but they found a universe in which there certainly is. Just their bad luck that it turned out to be a murderous one.' Bashir fell silent; these theological musings were something new for both himself and Jadzia, an indication of how deep the abyss was that they had each discerned beneath the subject's onslaught of words. "|
|God||galaxy||2370||Bick, Ilsa J. "A Ribbon for Rosie " in Star Trek: Adventures in Time and Space (Mary P. Taylor, ed.) New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 538.||"Maybe she was an angel. Mama says angels talk to God and help us. But Papa doesn't believe that. He says angels are make-believe... Home for Mama was on Earth, in a country she called Norway " [More.]|
|God||galaxy||2370||Bick, Ilsa J. "A Ribbon for Rosie " in Star Trek: Strange New Worlds II (Dean Wesley Smith, ed.) New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 267.||"Maybe she was an angel. Mama says angels talk to God and help us. But Papa doesn't believe that. He says angels are make-believe... Home for Mama was on Earth, in a country she called Norway " [More.]|
|God||galaxy||2370||David, Peter. Q-Squared (Star Trek). New York: Pocket Books (1994); pg. 294.||"...because I've been waiting here for so long at the Heart of the Storm and it's been forever since I had a lover as succulent as you and you could be the best of all the greatest of all the last time there was one like you my God (who?) that was the end of everything and the beginning of everything and he or she or it or whatever was ultimately destroyed and the universe went with it but that's okay because another one started and another and another and it's getting out of control and it's time... " [Many other refs. not in DB. Two of the main characters are Q and Trelane, both near-omnipotent beings, sometimes referred to as gods. But this theme doesn't seem to be pursued extensively.]|
|God||galaxy||2371||Smith, Dean Wesley & Kristine Kathryn Rusch. The Escape (Star Trek: Voyager). New York: Pocket Books (1995); pg. 122.||Pg. 121-122: "'Equipment?' Paris... 'That's an understatement. One piece of equipment was a wreck twice the size of a shuttlecraft and older than God...' "|
|God||galaxy||2373||Rosales, J. A. "Ambassador at Large " in Star Trek: Strange New Worlds (Dean Wesley Smith, ed.) New York: Pocket Books (1998); pg. 326.||"It was an astonishing thing, Janeway realized--a chance encounter on the edge of nowhere had taken a single man on what was probably one of the great epic journeys of human history, and another had brought her and her crew to this place to bear witness to it. If God doesn't exist, she thought, synchronicity is doing a darn good imitation. "|
|God||galaxy||2374||Cox, Greg. Q-Space (Star Trek: TNG / The Q Continuum: Book 1 of 3). New York: Pocket Books (1998); pg. 46.||Pg. 46: "So could he believe Q when Q told him that penetrating the barrier was a bad idea? The easy answer was no. Q was nothing if not a trickster. Mon Dieu, he had even posed as God Himself once. It was very possible that Q had forbidden the Enterprise to breach the barrier for the express reason of tricking them into doing so; such reverse psychology was... "; Pg. 149: "A heavenly light illuminated the second figure from behind, casting a sublime radiance that outlined the robed figure with a shimmering halo. Looking on his tableau, one could be forgiven for assuming that this auroral figure was a veritable emissary from Heaven, if not the Almighty Himself. " [More.]|
|God||galaxy||2374||de Lancie, John & Peter David. I, Q (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 12.||[The main character and narrator of the book is Q, who at times fancies himself God, because he is essentially omnipotent. There is much discussion about God and deity throughout novel, only a few examples in DB.] "There have been committees formed specifically to figure out why I do what I do. Come to think of it, on the world of Angus IV, I am considered a force of unrelenting evil, while on Terwil IX, I am called the Laughing God. That's not a nickname I readily understand. I can only assume that they believe I'm off somewhere, doubling over in laughter whenever anything in their little lives goes wrong. I haven't even been around the planet in two thousand of their years, and yet they still fancy that I take an active interest in them. That I'm somehow 'watching' and 'listening' to their every move and utterance. I don't dare tell them the truth lest they paint themselves blue and jump off the nearest cliff. "|
|God||galaxy||2374||de Lancie, John & Peter David. I, Q (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 12.||[Q narrates] "Of course, 'God' affects different people in different ways. Some honor their god with peaceful worship or by cloistering themselves, or dedicating their lives to helping the less fortunate. others honor their god by waging war, piling bodies so high that one would think the respective gods in their equally respective heavens would grow sick of the carnage and blast them al to 'kingdom come.' Life and death, war and peace, all placed at the foot of some supreme being. And since I myself happen to be a supreme being, I suppose I can understand why these lesser creatures are so desperate to please those whom they worship. But they seem to feel no compunction in lying, cheating, stealing, or committing the oldest sins in the newest ways as part of the dreary, endless, and pointless endeavor to satisfy their god . . . or is it themselves? I haven't quite figured that out yet. And what's Love got do to do with it? Got me! Oh! well . . . "|
|God||galaxy||2374||de Lancie, John & Peter David. I, Q (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 13.||"Allow me to introduce myself. . . . I am called 'Q.' Known to my friends, relatives, and associates as: The Wonderful, The Magnificent, The Living End. I hail from a realm called the Q Continuum, a place that has existed since before time was time. It is our lot to push, to probe, to experiment, and to see the picture of the great tapestry that is the universe. In other words, to boldly go where no one has gone before. At least, that was our mandate when we first started. It has changed somewhat (some would say 'mutated,' others might say 'devolved'), and now my fellow Q specialize in sitting about on the rocking chair of life, watching the universe pass them by. "|
|God||galaxy||2374||de Lancie, John & Peter David. I, Q (Star Trek: TNG). New York: Pocket Books (1999); pg. 98.|| "But, to return to the concept of god . . . I have been worshiped as a god, so I know about the mind-set that brings about these attitudes. It's all hogwash and nonsense. Gods exist for three reasons: (1) to explain that which cannot be understood at the time by the person who is asking; (2) to fulfill a spiritual longing; (3) to have someone to whine to about the unfairness of life when things go wrong. Obviously, none of the above apply to me.
How would one distinguish a god, anyway? Anything that might be attributed solely to a god's ability on an ordinarily planet, we of the Q Continuum can accomplish with the snap of a finger (and even that much effort is required only if we're feeling overly dramatic). So how could we, or I, in turn, believe in something greater than ourselves? To explain the inexplicable? We've no need for that; to us, nothing is unexplained. Everything is clear, concise, and easily comprehensible. " [More.]