While I have made several trips to a city that I have a love-hate relationship with. One that has chewed my soul like a tough cut of beef and soothed me like a new episode of Big Bang Theory with original jokes of Sheldon being Sheldon, I’m up an hour before work because a swarm of angry bees invaded my headspot with words that needed to make some honey, or at least a piece of dried out honeycomb.
My friend Brad (no not that Brad) chose a life of God and yesterday while on Facebook as he does from time to time while trying to interject on my life of “sin” to bring the word of God to my world. Which causes a free-thinker such as myself to step back and wonder “am I doing it wrong?”.
Then I remembered, that I am unburdened from such thoughts because there is no absolute right and wrong. The person in the mirror is the person’s rules that I follow or choose to live by. He is basically a tape recorder for which every single piece of life has already been drafted in a book containing a hymn, a verse for life’s entire context. And that’s OK. If a man chooses to feel guilty from placing their penis into a woman or a 120 ounce bottle of Heinz ketchup that he picked up at Costco because John 3:19 says so, that’s OK.
My parents still trying to nudge (not push) to get me to “go to church” because they claim my children need it. They are the most caring, loving, unselfish people I will ever know but if I were to ask why and explain why I chose to be human and life my life without knowing what will happen next it may cause a riff similar to a gay man or woman trying to explain their sexuality to homophobe.
I don’t want to be “saved”, I don’t want play a verse when I’m feeling like shit because I got too drunk and yelled at people, I don’t want to be part of the Borg, an un-thinking being of a collective.
There are some religious people who get it right. They craft those words into their own interpretation and go from there. Which is how a human should live. They should be “in sin” and free to meander within their own rules, not someone else’s. Be free to fuck up royally and learn from it. I know I certainly have. Life is not a sitcom as people like Brad would like to believe, scripted with a laugh track unyielding to life’s unknown future. I have no idea what is going to happen this weekend, and I don’t want to know because playing out the future in present time does not allow you enjoy that tingle of sitting at a bar after too many tequila shots talking smack about your favorite football teams with a toothbrush salesman from Ohio and a stripper with a giant ying-yang tattoo emblazed across her ass.
I wish Brad the best on his journey through life as he already knows what’s going to happen. Me? Well, you get to read about those flaws here as I have a blank page and perhaps a couple of front row seats to Thunder Down Under in my future.
One more day.
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Damn right. Part of the reason I act a fool is because I'm terrified that one day I'll wake up and realize I found religion or became Zen-like and no longer desired a hedonistic life. Better get it all out there while I can.
Besides, when it's all said and done, all you've got is your stories. Make some good stories this weekend.
-DrC
Oh was I grabbing my tongue with both hands as I read that last night (or grabbing my typing hands with my tongue, whichever the case may be). Anyways, it's an interesting discussion and I have lived on every single side of the issue, from growing up with Fire and Brimstone attacking my mortal soul and infusing me with a healthy amount of Baptist Guilt over even my most mild indiscretions to an extended period of "Fuck It" where I found myself way past the line of clear thinking and healthy behavior to my current state of relative bliss with both self and faith.
Here's the thing: God loves Bobby Bracelet. Loves the living shit out of him. (By the way, he also loves gays. No correlation.) He is tolerant. "He comes not to condemn the world but to save it." He has given Man free will, not to judge, but to choose.
Brad, if you are here, rejoice in your relationship with God. Pray, too, that others may come to that. But judge not...
...I assume you know the rest.
I think I speak for Bobby when I say its the way Brad judges people, not the faith part. I am the same, do not judge me because I do not follow someone elses guidelines for life.
I have my own rule and stick by them as should anyone who can look in the mirror and like the person through the layers of skin.
I think I speak for Bobby when I say its the way Brad judges people, not the faith part. I am the same, do not judge me because I do not follow someone elses guidelines for life.
I have my own rule and stick by them as should anyone who can look in the mirror and like the person through the layers of skin.
There are some religious people who get it right. They craft those words into their own interpretation and go from there.
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