Rock Me Galileo
I just called the office of old Kay Bailey to protest the confirmation of Leon Holmes to a high judicial appointment. The guy on the other end sounded sort of smirky; I imagine he's gotten quite a few of these calls today since I knew about the vote through an internet forward dealy and my mom. Now that I am a voter, it's sort of nice to flex my constituent muscles. I doubt I'd vote for Kay, whether she confirms this misogynistic, rape unsympathetic, misleading excuse for a judge or not, but she doesn't have to know that. It'll be our little secret. Her refusing to confirm him will simply prevent me from spreading dirty rumors about her and Leon...heh.
In other news, this whole anti-abortion thing made me think about my own moral/religious/political opinions. I'm sort of one of those fence sitters, because honestly, it's hard to tell the difference between the Pubs and the Dems except in a few flashpoint areas. I do know that my spirituality is seriously questioned by many because I don't believe the letter of the Bible. Call me fundamentalist, but I think if God wanted me to believe something, he'd come visit in person. Actually, Galileo helped me clear this one up...he was really quite clever.
"I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use." -Galileo
Thanks Galileo for giving me the words (which sound well when spit sardonically) that so perfectly illustrate my beliefs but which I would never have come up with myself.
I've also come to the conclusion that I am ever-changing. I used to think that I was sort of a benchmark, by which I could measure others. By definition, benchmarks remain stagnant though, and while sometimes I don't smell that good, I've been mutating just as much as everyone else. Confused? You bet I am!
Within every moment dwells a second layer
More menacing and sorrowful then the one above
Swirling in it's depths is the desperateness the loneliness
The hopelessness so well disguised by a thin veneer of falsehood.
Lately I've been diving deeply
Into myself, into others
Into every moment's secret inconsolable core.
Swimming in this darkness causes me to question
And makes it harder to pretend I'm who I thought I was before.
In other news, this whole anti-abortion thing made me think about my own moral/religious/political opinions. I'm sort of one of those fence sitters, because honestly, it's hard to tell the difference between the Pubs and the Dems except in a few flashpoint areas. I do know that my spirituality is seriously questioned by many because I don't believe the letter of the Bible. Call me fundamentalist, but I think if God wanted me to believe something, he'd come visit in person. Actually, Galileo helped me clear this one up...he was really quite clever.
"I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use." -Galileo
Thanks Galileo for giving me the words (which sound well when spit sardonically) that so perfectly illustrate my beliefs but which I would never have come up with myself.
I've also come to the conclusion that I am ever-changing. I used to think that I was sort of a benchmark, by which I could measure others. By definition, benchmarks remain stagnant though, and while sometimes I don't smell that good, I've been mutating just as much as everyone else. Confused? You bet I am!
Within every moment dwells a second layer
More menacing and sorrowful then the one above
Swirling in it's depths is the desperateness the loneliness
The hopelessness so well disguised by a thin veneer of falsehood.
Lately I've been diving deeply
Into myself, into others
Into every moment's secret inconsolable core.
Swimming in this darkness causes me to question
And makes it harder to pretend I'm who I thought I was before.