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12.12.2003 11:34 p.m.
figures dont it? I'm the one about dying and being hip about it. Actually you know I don't know why that figures but it beats the hell out of Cats. Thats not a play- its a review. I like plot. Well I got the question. I get the question every year. It never gets dull. "What do you mean you don't celebrate Christmas?Don't you go to church?" -yes I go to church -No I'm not Jewish -Yes, I'm Christian -No, I don't hate the baby Jesus.. It's tricky. Because no one wants to hear they've been completely duped by the Pope...even if you mean it in the nicest way possible. My parents don't celebrate Christmas. We don't have a tree. We don't hang lights. Nothing. Its a pagan holiday. And not being of the polytheistic persuasion I don't celebrate holidays centered around that belief even if they are thinly veiled with a denomination of my own. Christmas is celebrated in December because of Saturnelila(sp?) It was centered around the Winter Solstice to attract roman pagans to christianity. Thats where you get the christmas tree. That and his birth isn't even what you should be celebrating. His birth is really a means to an end. He had to be born, but only to die for the sins of all man. If you want to celebrate anything celebrate Easter...but everyday. Not one sunday in Spring. Its just kind of missing the point. So I had to explain all of that, along with the 2nd coming to Mr. Rosinski today. Thankfully I had Deborah with me to help because she's much better at all of this than I am- I get lost somewhere when the seals and lampstands come in. very very lost. It all has something to do with 7 being the number of this age but I get lost. I'm not as informed as I should be. Granted thats much more informed than about 99% of the people I know that claim they are but still I can do better. Speaking of religion, Eric said something thats been rattling around in my head today. Eric is a very spiritual person but sometimes I really hate talking to him and Maggie about religion. Maggie too is very spiritual and thats great, it really truely is, but I worry sometimes that their view of Christianity and Islam is skewed by bias presented in our culture. Neither religion hates women nor does either intend to vilify them but people get caught up symbol or interpretation and take it as fake. The bible isn't literal it's not meant to be. Feminists claim women are vilified by religion but in the bible it clearly states we much be subject to one another, men must be subject to their wives. We were created from man to compliment him. Not serve him. Our purpose is to serve good and compliment one another. It's just like how once in the bible it states that homosexuality is an abomination but it also says you can stone a man for planting different crops together once. Youre not supposed to take it exactly as it's written. Over and over again its says we cannot be the judge of what is right or wrong- we have no authority on that subject. Jerry Falwell has it all wrong. So do all the people that use him as a representative of Christianity... This is what I'm working against. This is what I have to fight everyday with friends of mine so indoctrinated they can't tell up from down. This what I have to deal with from other christians that don't get it. One day someone is going to have to explain to me how belief in something greater than me is stifling me. Ro thinks I'm crazy but then again, I think he always at least suspected. He said something to the extent that it was sad because I was robbed of a chidhood. Only I wasn't. It's not like I never got presents. There was no lack of love in my family. Yes we're crazy but I love them. We get along. We fight. We disagree, but on the whole it could be so much worse I'm happy.
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Song De Jour: She was born in November 1963 The day Aldous Huxley died And her mama believed That every man could be free So her mama got high, high, high And her daddy marched on Birmingham Singing mighty protest songs And he pictured all the places That he knew that she belonged But he failed and taught her young The only thing she's need to carry on He taught her how to Run baby run baby run baby run Baby run Past the arms of the familiar And their talk of better days To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say so long Baby loves to run She counts out all her money In the taxi on the way to meet her plane Stares hopeful out the window At the workers fighting Through the pouring rain She's searching through the stations For an unfamiliar song And she's pictures all the places Where she knows she still belongs And she smiles the secret smile Because she knows exactly how To carry on So run baby run baby run baby run Baby run From the old familiar faces and Their old familiar ways To the comfort of the strangers Slipping out before they say So long Baby loves to run Last Five Entries:
insert semi clever joke about not being able to spell something without R U here - 08.08.2005
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