reposting from myspace
Jan 20, 2008 1:13 AM
Subject: beautiful people
Body:
there is something to be said for beautiful people. i, am not one of them. but i know what one is and i can enjoy the personae, the glamour of the fabricated mind. the beauty of the soul that becomes all.
my mother asked me,
[20:13] Mum: Oh. My question is, and I'm looking for a thoughtful answer.... informative....
[20:13] Mum: What is your opinion of Christians?
[20:13] Mum: As a group...
Why she asks me this. I don't know. My answer was a bit complicated since I've mixed feelings about religious groups in general. I know a handful of Muslim's and a generous group of Christian's and they all behave in a similar fashion.
Humanity as a whole on a daily base reacts and acts the same to stimuli.
Christianity as a whole though? I've come to a conclusion a few years ago, probably spurred by my own religious inner seeking; coupled with some readings from George R.R. Martin and Heinlin of all people... A church of ONE. One god? No. Mankind as the ONE. What your faith is, what you believe, is your Religion. Doesn't matter if its Bunnies or God or a Pantheon. Deeper still. So called Christian's as a whole are almost overwhelmingly Agnostic. maybe 90% of so called Christian's are. IMO. 10% of the whole, the remaining, are the true Faithful. It is easy to see these people. They shine in the darkness. They are the sparkles of light off the mountain lake. Energy and LIFE almost seep from their pores, and they are as a whole, the most beautiful people in existence. I can think of a few just off the top of my head. Some more than others.
I've been blessed by the fact that most of my life this 10% has been all I've known. as i grew and matured i realized there are several layers to life. My first experience was at my first job. I was sheltered, the son of not one, but TWO ministers, I had no idea what was outside my little box. The church, its walls and the parsonage. When i expanded my awareness to encompass work and people outside my world, it changed me. A paradigm at its central purpose. I was outside my box. The box was small, and here. Here was the real world. The box was bigger, the awareness of my prison exploded inside me and i became resentful and angry. A selfish reason in every aspect, since i was loved, i loved. I know what it means and so forth. I hated the fact that i was snared inside this box and did everything i could to escape.
Some animals are known to chew off their own legs to escape a snare...
anyway. <3
Subject: beautiful people
Body:
there is something to be said for beautiful people. i, am not one of them. but i know what one is and i can enjoy the personae, the glamour of the fabricated mind. the beauty of the soul that becomes all.
my mother asked me,
[20:13] Mum: Oh. My question is, and I'm looking for a thoughtful answer.... informative....
[20:13] Mum: What is your opinion of Christians?
[20:13] Mum: As a group...
Why she asks me this. I don't know. My answer was a bit complicated since I've mixed feelings about religious groups in general. I know a handful of Muslim's and a generous group of Christian's and they all behave in a similar fashion.
Humanity as a whole on a daily base reacts and acts the same to stimuli.
Christianity as a whole though? I've come to a conclusion a few years ago, probably spurred by my own religious inner seeking; coupled with some readings from George R.R. Martin and Heinlin of all people... A church of ONE. One god? No. Mankind as the ONE. What your faith is, what you believe, is your Religion. Doesn't matter if its Bunnies or God or a Pantheon. Deeper still. So called Christian's as a whole are almost overwhelmingly Agnostic. maybe 90% of so called Christian's are. IMO. 10% of the whole, the remaining, are the true Faithful. It is easy to see these people. They shine in the darkness. They are the sparkles of light off the mountain lake. Energy and LIFE almost seep from their pores, and they are as a whole, the most beautiful people in existence. I can think of a few just off the top of my head. Some more than others.
I've been blessed by the fact that most of my life this 10% has been all I've known. as i grew and matured i realized there are several layers to life. My first experience was at my first job. I was sheltered, the son of not one, but TWO ministers, I had no idea what was outside my little box. The church, its walls and the parsonage. When i expanded my awareness to encompass work and people outside my world, it changed me. A paradigm at its central purpose. I was outside my box. The box was small, and here. Here was the real world. The box was bigger, the awareness of my prison exploded inside me and i became resentful and angry. A selfish reason in every aspect, since i was loved, i loved. I know what it means and so forth. I hated the fact that i was snared inside this box and did everything i could to escape.
Some animals are known to chew off their own legs to escape a snare...
anyway. <3