i have the urge to write but nothing to say, it’s kind of paradoxical isn’t it because i clearly have things to say so what do we really mean when say we have nothing to say. i’m actually quite drunk right now, and a little high. alcohol does get the juices flowing. that’s what drugs are good for, altering your mind. books are good for that too, to quote immortal technique “turn off the news and read nigga read!” he knows what he’s talking about. so anyway, don’t listen to a word i say cuz i’m a fucking ignorant arrogant asshole who for some reason feels the need to publish his thoughts, think for yourself. at best, maybe, i’ll be a catalyst to some people, but never ever ever ever just straight up listen to what you’re told always think before you react.
I find the thought of a fat sweaty hill billy analy raping a little cute innocent lamb repulsive.
Am I being judgemental?
So far my understanding of religion is as follows:
Every religion is an attempt to understand the un-understandable, tame the un-tamable, and to control the uncontrollable. After a life of philosophical contemplation, it’s my conclusion that humanityâ€™s three dimensions and five senses are hardly adequate to comprehend the infinite quantities of information (in the form of energy) that constitutes us and our surroundings. The previous statement tends to incite fear in its contemplator, because there is so little really known about our universe and an infinite amount that is as of yet un-known.
This is where religion serves its purpose; for better or worse, religion alleviates this fear by postulating a fundamental belief for its followers to rely on. The universe’s enigmatic abundance is less scary with a foothold: something to ground all other beliefs in. Religion takes the empty void and inserts something tangible for its believers to build upon. Even though different religions all start with different fundamentals, their motivations for doing so are all the same.
Either man practices a religion because of a societal reason (i.e. family, culture), or he is looking for some way to explain the intangible. It is my belief that if understanding of the un-understandable is within human reach, the answer was, is, and always will be inside of us. Each founder of the world’s religions found their path to righteousness, and as others became aware of this, they tried to make the founder’s path their own, and thus a religion is born. It is not my belief that one can become spiritually sound by methods that are not their own. In order to get the desired effect, religion has to be a deeply personal thing. This is not to say two people cannot both practice one religion, they can, as long as they both made the religion their own. Religion was not made by Ford in a factory, of essence it is and has to be completely customizable.
Considering that every man’s belief system is going to be fundamentally different from everyone elseâ€™s (even mommy dearest), we should learn to avoid fighting wars founded on problems that arose from conflicting belief systems. Even you and your mom will differ at some point, and do you really want to fight a war with Mom? In the assumption that no man would kill his mother over a difference in opinion, why kill a foreigner for his?
When all men cease to live by a religion that is not their own accept that we are all different (which we do?), then the world would harmonize into a state of perfect peace.
I recently discovered that the course that teaches Transcendental Meditation costs $2500.
I didn’t realize that achieving awareness of the unified field would be so pricey.
The day that I pay for enlightenment is the day that Bush apologizes for Iraq and impeaches himself.
I’ll do it my own way, and so should you.
PS: the robot is away, studying ninjitsu in japan. we miss him.
January 16, 2009.
Wes Crew was working at the S.E.T.I. institute’s radio telescope in Arecibo, Puerto Rico. It was 5:23 am when all the machines started going crazy. Wes awoke from his catnap.
“What the hell?” he thought to himself, “Probably just another military spy plane.”
Meanwhile, back in America…
Much had happened in the past ten days. Gerry Briar asked congress to grant him temporary control of the country until the situation was resolved. Congress was under republican control, and they granted him the power he so desired. Of course someone sued the government claiming that their right to a fair democratic election had been violated.
Smith vs. The United States of America went before the supreme court on January 15, 2009. Briar, having appointed 2 of the justices, and most of the rest being republicans, won the case. Many Americans were unhappy with this ruling, they felt that their rights had been violated. There were the makings of a serious uproar, but a huge distraction occurred the next day that dominated the news: first contact with an alien race had occurred. We were not alone in the universe.
People on earth didn’t know how to react. Everyone went nuts, this was the biggest news story ever. The coverage was round the clock. Headlines saying “WE ARE NOT ALONE” were on the front page of every newspaper in the world (on page two, in small type, you could find “Briar to Maintain Power”). The message was indecipherable; was it a stray alien T.V. signal? Or perhaps an intentional message beamed out into the stars in the hopes of finding some other life form, someone else to talk to. What ever it was it was nearly indisputed as originating from an alien life form.
The signal was coming from Albireo, a double star system 385 light years away. We didn’t know yet what they were saying, but the Alberians were talking to us.