My blog gets it's name from another blog which has inspired me to write my own. It is also named as so as a reminder that if today is in fact my last day on earth I leave everyone the best blog I can write in that moment and the truest one I can mustard up. No Lies, all heart. That said I give you the lastest blog that may not be the most popular one but the most important one I've written yet.
"The time appears to me to have come when it is the duty of all to make their disscent from religion known" -John Stuart Mill
I was catholic until I reach the age of reason. When I reached that age I began to question why I follow a religion and with so many out there what made me think that I belong to the right one. I admit I was a dumb shit when it came to knowledge on catholicism and other religions but now with what I've gathered I can't help but be a skeptic to all religions. All logical people are! Let me ask you this. Is it a conspiracy against religion that newly all scientist, philosophers and other great minds of our time did not believe in any religion? Albert Einstein, Ernest Hemingway, Sigmund Freud, Friedrich Nietzsche, Oscar Wilde, Fidel Castro and Napoleon Bonaparte just to name a few. Ok maybe the last two weren't the best examples but a impressive list none the less.
I had no reason to question the church until as recent as last year when there stance on homosexuality and abortion became clear to me. I take offense to those against homosexuality especially. I can't follow any religion that believes in something I believe myself to be morally wrong, my conscious won't let me."Prevert! God Hates you! Fags are worthy of death!" are just a few of the choice words I've actually heard those who call themselves children of god use. If your religious you have to believe what the good book tells you and what they preach to you so if your stance on this is the same as there's then I surely pity you. Think for yourselves.
Do not get me wrong the bible has great messages and for that I applaud it but give it no more crediablity than fairy tales like "The 3 Little Pigs" or "Jack and the Bean Stalk" when it hold stories of talking snakes, a guy trapped in a whale and another raising from the dead. What is this the bible or a George Romero zombie flick? If you had no prior knowledge of which stories are in the bible and which are fairy tales you wouldn't be able to tell which is which. I see the philosophy of religion & that I get. I respect that. There is good that comes from it but I think the bad out weighs the good & thats the number one reason I'm against it. Isn't killing people in the name of god insanity? So many have died and will continue to die because of it. Stories of priest fucking kids and discrimination are enough for me to call it quits. Something about religion in the hands of mankind is scary.
I understand the comfort & security religion can bring and I also understand that leaving the church can mean commiting social suicide but if continuing to live blindly and following something because my parents or peers do then that isn't reason enough for me to believe. There are those out there who believe and live this certain lifestyle out of the fear of punishment. That also can not be enough for anyone to believe in anything.
"If people are good only because they fear punishment and hope for a reward, then we are a sorry lot indeed" -Albert Einstein
Religious folks will use the agrument that there is a higher power whose ways are incomprehensible to us like trying to explain the T.V. to an ant but I think its a complete copout. People need something to believe in and are perfectly fine with not knowing truth. It boggles the mind that they will put up with a another person's questioning until you question their faith.
Faith is the great cop-out, the great excuse to evade the need to think and evaluate evidance. Faith is belief in spite of, even perhaps because of, a lack of evidence" - Richard Dawkins
Countless have said god has manifested himself to them. All while they were alone of course. He seem to never want to manifest himself to more than one person. I guess its not his thing. You know what I like to call these men and women? Fucken LIARS! I'd like hard facts and proof not voices someone hears. If I told you god came to me and told me to start a new religion because all the other one's have gotten it wrong would you believe me? All I need is a few to believe me and slowly but surely the rest will fall like dominos. Just look at the success of other false prophets like Joseph Smith. This gentleman said god came to him and told him to start a new religion he called the Lader Day Saints or known to you and me as the mormon religion. Joseph Smith actual got people believing in the following things: God was once a man, Evolution is false, that there is Magic Underwear with mormon symbols that protect them from harm, Satan has the control of the water, You can't get to heaven without a secret hand shake, When we die we become gods of our own planet and there will be no such thing as parent and child relationships, any person can be baptized even if they are dead example of people who have been baptized by mormons after death are Adolf Hitler and Anne Frank. I know thats a lot of information all at once and I didn't even mention Poligamy!
"Religion is regarded by the common people as true, by the wise as false, and by rulers as useful" -Lucids Annaeus Seneca"
And never is that more evident then in the watchtower religion otherwise known best as the Jehovah's Witnesses. This religion is the leading religion in mind control in my opinion. They are told at a very early age that questioning their religion is wrong. That the world was going to end in 1914 then when that did not come true they were told it was going to end in 1915 then when that year came and went the date got pushed to 1918 then pushed to 1925 and then guess what? They finally stop trying to give it a date and simply said it was coming to an end soon. A Jehovah's Witnesses must have little or no relationships with those not in the church which would explain why a friend of mine who belongs to the church never wants to hang out. He is a good kid who follows everything his mom tells him but sometimes its ridiculous. You would think the umbilical cord was never detached. Jehovah's witnesses don't believe in celebrating birthdays and every holiday like christmas. You will never be allowed to accept a blood transfusion, even if it means saving your life. You would be expected in that case to give up your life and the lives of your children rather than accepting one. And to me the biggest piece of shit any religion believes in which is if you were raped and didn't scream or try to fight they will say it is your fault. Just stop and think for a second how being expose to these dark beliefs at an early age could effect a child even to the point of scaring them and there are cases of that. This concludes also how fear is a powerful religious tool. Save yourselves they say. Well fuck you I don't want to be saved.
Scientology? Man I won't even get started! I prefer the science fiction work of Jules Verne thank you very much. There are many which I won't get into but encourage you to become more knowledgeable about and do the research yourselves on such that I've left out like the Jewish and muslim religion. But the point is aren't all these religion's outrageous? Some more than others but Christianty is not exempt. Less crazy but still bullshit.
I find that the must intolerent people are the religious one. All I ask is for facts, proof of gods existance from any of them and they can't deliever. Human beings have often try to find fulfilness through religion. I say fulfilness can be found without giving it the title or name religion. I also get that things happen through out our lives which make us "find god". I'm not here to try to convert anyone into anything just selling doubt thats all. All the religions sell you certainty that they can't deliver.
I'm not an atheist. Being an atheist is believing that there is no god and I don't think that. I don't think that because I don't have proof, No one does! And thats my point. There is no proof for or against his existance. You try to tell a Christian that & they will almost always retort and offer as an explanation that the world around us is proof enough. That doesn't fly with me Johnny and to those I offer them Darwinism. If not an atheist then what? Some would want to call me an agnostic but in this age of labels I would prefer not to be given one.
"Once you label me you negate me" -Søren Kierkegaard
War, diease, death, destruction, hunger, filth, poverty, torture, crime and corruption. Is all this part of god's plan? Explain to me how the holocaust can fit in god's plan.
I know I might have offended some of you but if I made someone think then its worth it. Those who kept a closed mind I'm glad I offended you. Be rational folks and most importantly think and be truthful to yourselves. It doesn't matter what I think at the end of the day only that your true to yourselves. Then and only then do I think you will come to the same conclusions about religion & the invisible man in the sky that I have.
As I've said with my other blogs I would enjoy feedback from those who have read them and this one is no different. Positive or negetive insight is greatly welcomed. Debates are what I'm hopeful for but an echo would be just as nice.
Thank you and god bless...just fucking with you.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Thursday, July 9, 2009
Love begins with J
I'd like to tell you a story. One of the best kind of stories. A love story.
His name was James, born in puerto rico to an American father and an italian mother. He was a handsome buck born with many talents and ability to accomplish anything he set his mind to except wooing the hand of this beautiful young girl whose smile made men mush. He met her freshman year in high school in classes he couldn't remember years later because he set all his attention on her during this time. She always seemed to be in a genuinely good mood and had a glow that hovered around her. He let it be known how he felt but she didn't take him seriously. She called it puppy love and not anything that could hold water. Misguided emotions she called it. Emotions that could have been felt for any girl who came along. She just happen to come across cupid's line of fire. Right place at the right time or right place at the wrong time? Depends on who you ask. She couldn't understand how he felt having known her for such a little while. He told her "I can't explain it but I feel this whole different level of happy when I see you and I think to ignore it would be denying myself of something potentially great".
Unfortuntely his efforts and time with her would be cut short. The next school year she was gone. She had dropped out of high school and out of his life.
Time can heal most wounds and James seem to be healing his quite well until one day he entered a McDonald's only to re-opened a wound the moment he layed eyes on her. 15years had past since he last saw her and much had changed since then but by the look on his face one thing had not changed. To James it was like he was given a second chance to talk to her and tell her the things he hadn't been about to when he had the chance. They exchanged numbers that day and stayed in contact.
Through coversation they realized the comfort they brought each other. They help fill a void in each others lives that they craved so badly and for both parties it was a breath of fresh air. They found each other again when they needed to the most. James was dealing with a divorce while she was dealing with an unhappy marriage. She had gotten pregnant a couple years after he last saw her and wanted to do right by her unborn son so she married his father. Then they had a second child a few years after that. And now she was due to have a third child.
He wanted to be with her in those moments more then ever. He wanted to be her salvation but didn't want to break up a marriage that was doing well of that on its own. He wanted to tell her how he felt but she knew, she always knew.
James' career path led him to become a detective for the police department and in his conversations with her he would tell her about countless cases as they happened. One would ultimately stand out for a truely tragic reason. It goes as follows from what she was told: He and his partner had been steaking out a coke house for weeks when they final got the go ahead to raid it. Once inside James spotted at the corner of his eye an 8 year old boy run out the back of the home and slip into a swimming pool. He quickly ran out to the boy, pulled him out and tired to revive him by CPR but the boy only coughed up blood. What James didn't know was that he was already dead by the time he attempted CPR. The boy was in the process of taking a breath when he fell in and swallowed the chlorine filled water which cause his lungs to explode. The boy died instantly. This case haunted James and his health began to deteriorate because of it. He would get sour throats that would not go away and skin rashes that were unexplanable.
A short time after his health took a turn for the worst and calls didn't come in from James she finally got a call only it was from his mother. They had known each other prior to that call because James would rave to his mother about his love for her. His mother instintly feel in love with her as well for the way she made her son feel. He "speaks highly of you" she would say to the loved woman in question. This call however was not one she was ready to receive. James' mother asked if she could met her at the police station then and there. She said yes and went. She was met by James' mother and with his mother was a detective who with no hesitation began to ask her a series of questions that scared her as they went on. She was asked if she ever had sex with James and she answered truthfully. The answers were the same James gave but they had to be sure. They had to know. Then she was told that James had AIDS. He contracted the virus the day he tired to revive the boy in the pool. The boys blood had touched James' saliva.
James was at that station that day and they would see each other for the last time that day. She saw a broken down man that resembled James but not the one she remembered. Her nightmare was confirmed when he spoke. "I'm going to die Jenny and I don't want you to be around when I do. Remember that I always loved you and how there could never be anyone else for me." Little was known about AIDS during this time and by the time he could decide to do anything about it it was too late.
3 months had then past since that meeting and Jenny still hadn't heard anything about James. Then came the phone call. It was his mother. She told Jenny what she had fear the whole time she knew nothing. James had passed away. She told Jenny that before he passed on he wrote a letter. A letter for Jenny that she wanted her to come get personally. Only thing was she was in Italy, her home country where James chose to live the remander of his life. She didn't go to Italy however. She was married with two kids and a third on the way and no one knew about James so it would have been out of the question. The letter was read over the phone that day. Along with his last loving words he left Jenny his home in Bel-air, his lexus and $50,000.
Jenny didn't end up taking any of it that day. She past it on to his mother to do what she best saw fit to do with it.
This was one of those true stories you wish weren't true. There was a James, there is Jenny and the third child she ended up having was me.
In life we don't get that many chances to have true love so don't turn your back on it because of a doubt. Love and let be love. It the most precious thing we have to offer as human beings.
His name was James, born in puerto rico to an American father and an italian mother. He was a handsome buck born with many talents and ability to accomplish anything he set his mind to except wooing the hand of this beautiful young girl whose smile made men mush. He met her freshman year in high school in classes he couldn't remember years later because he set all his attention on her during this time. She always seemed to be in a genuinely good mood and had a glow that hovered around her. He let it be known how he felt but she didn't take him seriously. She called it puppy love and not anything that could hold water. Misguided emotions she called it. Emotions that could have been felt for any girl who came along. She just happen to come across cupid's line of fire. Right place at the right time or right place at the wrong time? Depends on who you ask. She couldn't understand how he felt having known her for such a little while. He told her "I can't explain it but I feel this whole different level of happy when I see you and I think to ignore it would be denying myself of something potentially great".
Unfortuntely his efforts and time with her would be cut short. The next school year she was gone. She had dropped out of high school and out of his life.
Time can heal most wounds and James seem to be healing his quite well until one day he entered a McDonald's only to re-opened a wound the moment he layed eyes on her. 15years had past since he last saw her and much had changed since then but by the look on his face one thing had not changed. To James it was like he was given a second chance to talk to her and tell her the things he hadn't been about to when he had the chance. They exchanged numbers that day and stayed in contact.
Through coversation they realized the comfort they brought each other. They help fill a void in each others lives that they craved so badly and for both parties it was a breath of fresh air. They found each other again when they needed to the most. James was dealing with a divorce while she was dealing with an unhappy marriage. She had gotten pregnant a couple years after he last saw her and wanted to do right by her unborn son so she married his father. Then they had a second child a few years after that. And now she was due to have a third child.
He wanted to be with her in those moments more then ever. He wanted to be her salvation but didn't want to break up a marriage that was doing well of that on its own. He wanted to tell her how he felt but she knew, she always knew.
James' career path led him to become a detective for the police department and in his conversations with her he would tell her about countless cases as they happened. One would ultimately stand out for a truely tragic reason. It goes as follows from what she was told: He and his partner had been steaking out a coke house for weeks when they final got the go ahead to raid it. Once inside James spotted at the corner of his eye an 8 year old boy run out the back of the home and slip into a swimming pool. He quickly ran out to the boy, pulled him out and tired to revive him by CPR but the boy only coughed up blood. What James didn't know was that he was already dead by the time he attempted CPR. The boy was in the process of taking a breath when he fell in and swallowed the chlorine filled water which cause his lungs to explode. The boy died instantly. This case haunted James and his health began to deteriorate because of it. He would get sour throats that would not go away and skin rashes that were unexplanable.
A short time after his health took a turn for the worst and calls didn't come in from James she finally got a call only it was from his mother. They had known each other prior to that call because James would rave to his mother about his love for her. His mother instintly feel in love with her as well for the way she made her son feel. He "speaks highly of you" she would say to the loved woman in question. This call however was not one she was ready to receive. James' mother asked if she could met her at the police station then and there. She said yes and went. She was met by James' mother and with his mother was a detective who with no hesitation began to ask her a series of questions that scared her as they went on. She was asked if she ever had sex with James and she answered truthfully. The answers were the same James gave but they had to be sure. They had to know. Then she was told that James had AIDS. He contracted the virus the day he tired to revive the boy in the pool. The boys blood had touched James' saliva.
James was at that station that day and they would see each other for the last time that day. She saw a broken down man that resembled James but not the one she remembered. Her nightmare was confirmed when he spoke. "I'm going to die Jenny and I don't want you to be around when I do. Remember that I always loved you and how there could never be anyone else for me." Little was known about AIDS during this time and by the time he could decide to do anything about it it was too late.
3 months had then past since that meeting and Jenny still hadn't heard anything about James. Then came the phone call. It was his mother. She told Jenny what she had fear the whole time she knew nothing. James had passed away. She told Jenny that before he passed on he wrote a letter. A letter for Jenny that she wanted her to come get personally. Only thing was she was in Italy, her home country where James chose to live the remander of his life. She didn't go to Italy however. She was married with two kids and a third on the way and no one knew about James so it would have been out of the question. The letter was read over the phone that day. Along with his last loving words he left Jenny his home in Bel-air, his lexus and $50,000.
Jenny didn't end up taking any of it that day. She past it on to his mother to do what she best saw fit to do with it.
This was one of those true stories you wish weren't true. There was a James, there is Jenny and the third child she ended up having was me.
In life we don't get that many chances to have true love so don't turn your back on it because of a doubt. Love and let be love. It the most precious thing we have to offer as human beings.
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