Clearly the task at hand is monumental; it has been successfully completed by very few individuals in history. Jesus got very close to what I am contemplating but his methodology is not viable in this day and age (my prospective people are too clever to be hoodwinked; blind faith is not an option). The conclusion of his ministry, however, is not a desirous outcome, personally. As I have said, pain is not something I am drawn to experience. I am, therefore, worried about your faith in my ability to empathise with you, my people.
What do you expect from a god? Living up to expectations is paramount should I wish to successful. Honesty is an essential virtue, I think, as it is the cornerstone of trust. Will people respect a fallible god though? I know I would; and I suspect, if done right, most people would prefer that to the current, otherwise engaged, god of modern monotheistic systems.
Perhaps a discussion into the nature of prophetic ability would help, I am assuming that this would be a good place to start but I could be wrong. Do I need a prophet? Well perhaps, perhaps not, it does seem to be the 'done thing' however, so I should at least advertise the post.
Prophet means 'to bubble forth' (nabi), it has its origin in Hebrew, as you would expect.
The role is;
"..To correct moral and religious abuses, to proclaim the great moral and religious truths which are connected with the character of God, and which lie at the foundation of his government." Easton's 1897 bible dictionary.
Numbers says;
'… When the spirit rested upon them, prophesied' (11:16-29)
Propheteering was a scholarly pursuit in ancient Hebrew-land (I wont use Israel because I don't honestly understand the term). Prophets were trained "to preach pure morality and the heart-felt worship of Jehovah (Yoda), and to act along and coordinately with the priesthood and monarchy in guiding the state aright and checking all attempts at illegality and tyranny." And Jesus was probably such a student, he is referred to using the term and that is what the people of the time meant by it, and given the access he had to the temple in order to 'cast out all them…over threw the tables of the moneychangers' (Mathew 21:11-13; Luke 13:33)
How does this impact in relation to my current disposition, then? Given that I do not have a bona fide prophet of Mr. Pat, I'll have to stand in for her/him. The vacancy requires filling, so, if you happen to be reading this and feel that propheteering is just the career you are looking for, please post a short introduction in the Prayer-box to the right of the postings. A shortlist will be drawn up and the highest scoring candidate will be appointed (The Divine Kingdom of Mr. Pat is an equal opportunities employer).
The job description is stated above with some minor differences.
The ability to 'Bubble forth' is an essential criterion for the role. I have performed such an act many, many times and as your direct line-manager (god) I would not ask you to complete any tasks I wouldn't be prepared to undertake myself. Whilst we await the appointment of the most holy prophet, there are some tasks of hers/his that cannot be ignored.
"Correct moral and religious truths connected with the character of god" I think I have discussed the first bit. Remember that; 'Morality is contained within these words….' And so my first advice to my people through my Prophet is;
'How would you like it done to you, eh? Well there you go then.' (Mr. Pat, standing in for/in the absence of, the Most Holy Prophet of Mr. Pat)
Preaching the heartfelt worship of Yoda does not apply in this case because Mr Pat also says;
"Thou shall have as many gods as you feel you need, I am not thy oppressor" (Mr. Pat, standing in for/in the absence of, the Most Holy Prophet of Mr. Pat)
And so there are no religious abuses for you to correct. You are 'the priesthood' so to act accordingly with it; you should just try to be yourself.
With regard to "guiding the state aright and checking all attempts at illegality and tyranny", well the state and government is very small right now and shouldn't need too much guiding at this time. However, by the grace of Mr. Pat, this aspect of your role may expand significantly. Please note that it doesn't say stopping all attempts at illegality and tyranny; you just have to check them.
Oh yeah, it also says 'when the spirit rested on them', so I'm going to have to insist on that before you prophesize.
Mr. Pat.
Friday, June 15, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Propheteering
Although there is an element of narcissism to my character, I haven't read my own entries that often. I was showing the blog to a person I work with and realised that it could actually be considered anti-Semitic, what with the flag and the God of the Jews ONLY bit. This is not an apology for that 'cause it's not anti-Semitic at all. I have no hatred for the sons of Ham Shem or Japheth, because of the energy required.
It takes a huge amount of effort to truly hate someone.
I think that’s why genuine hatred is actually quite terrifying to behold. Most of us, thankfully, are incapable of expressing hatred on a day-to-day basis. There are little refractions of hatred everywhere and we all show them off from time to time, usually driven by self-interest/gratification, but there is a difference between this type and genuine, all-consuming, hatred.
Luckily, I don't think I've ever experienced the latter except in relation to myself, adolescence is frightening. But yeah, actually that’s a good way to illustrate it, is there a person or thing you hate as much as you have ever hated yourself. Being our own best detractors, it is doubtful such a person exists. Cast your mind back to the depths of teenage angst, visualise yourself looking in the mirror… yeah, that’s hatred. Can you feel that way about another person?
“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.” Hermann Hesse.
But the other type, the 'little refractions' as someone once referred to them, are probably just as bad for you. It’s slow erosion rather than a quick excision. Generally I have no desire to do harm to others, I have even forgiven a fair few people who have harmed me and been forgiven by some I’ve harmed, and that’s without faith in God.
Would we, unfettered by faith, descend into anarchy and chaos? Personally I think not (and I insist I have not read Dawkins book, I just know he talks about similar concepts in it). It is probably blasphemous on a number of levels to say so, but prophets, are just clever men (I shall burn, no doubt). Men with some degree of insight into the human condition, whom, after observing suffering, have come up with rules to govern, perhaps override, the ‘survival of the fittest’ law so abundant in nature.
Thankfully this is explained by religious leaders better than by me. All major religions have a similar rule of reciprocity:
“Thou shalt not avenge, nor bear any grudge against the children of thy people, but thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself: I am the LORD." From the Leviticus (in both Torah and Old Testament, well it would be wouldn’t it!)
“What you do not wish upon yourself, extend not to others.” From Confucius,
“This is the sum of duty; do naught unto others what you would not have them do unto you.” From Mahabharata,
“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you” Jesus (who would have been well aware of the contents of The Torah.)
“None of you truly believes until he loves for his brother what he loves for himself” From Muhammad.
roughly in date order.
I’m not saying that this is truth, I’m not qualified, and neither are you. Besides, if you are a masochist…
And who would have expected:
"All human morality is contained in these words: make others as happy as you yourself would be, and never serve them more ill than you would yourself be served." From Donatien Alphonse François (go on, stick it into wikipedia), but I suppose he would have been uniquely qualified to make such an observation.
However, I do think that you can hurt yourself, with your general outlook on life. Yet do we truly need Buddhism, Christianity or Islam to provide the infrastructure for morality? Is it that important that you have someone else telling you what to think and do? I came up with this train of thought all by my little self. True enough, I have found many who echo this thinking since, but I’m not an academic who has learned all this from study. Yes, I know the New Testament fairly well and have a good knowledge of the historical development of religious belief systems, but mostly, I have simply observed my life (except the drunk bits).
My call to enlightenment, and therefore the start of my prophetic (pathetic) ministry, is thus:
“Should you forever live with your head in the sand, all that people will see is an arse.”
Mr. Pat
It takes a huge amount of effort to truly hate someone.
I think that’s why genuine hatred is actually quite terrifying to behold. Most of us, thankfully, are incapable of expressing hatred on a day-to-day basis. There are little refractions of hatred everywhere and we all show them off from time to time, usually driven by self-interest/gratification, but there is a difference between this type and genuine, all-consuming, hatred.
Luckily, I don't think I've ever experienced the latter except in relation to myself, adolescence is frightening. But yeah, actually that’s a good way to illustrate it, is there a person or thing you hate as much as you have ever hated yourself. Being our own best detractors, it is doubtful such a person exists. Cast your mind back to the depths of teenage angst, visualise yourself looking in the mirror… yeah, that’s hatred. Can you feel that way about another person?
“If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.” Hermann Hesse.
But the other type, the 'little refractions' as someone once referred to them, are probably just as bad for you. It’s slow erosion rather than a quick excision. Generally I have no desire to do harm to others, I have even forgiven a fair few people who have harmed me and been forgiven by some I’ve harmed, and that’s without faith in God.
Would we, unfettered by faith, descend into anarchy and chaos? Personally I think not (and I insist I have not read Dawkins book, I just know he talks about similar concepts in it). It is probably blasphemous on a number of levels to say so, but prophets, are just clever men (I shall burn, no doubt). Men with some degree of insight into the human condition, whom, after observing suffering, have come up with rules to govern, perhaps override, the ‘survival of the fittest’ law so abundant in nature.
Thankfully this is explained by religious leaders better than by me. All major religions have a similar rule of reciprocity:
“Thou shalt not avenge, nor bear any grudge against the children of thy people, but thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself: I am the LORD." From the Leviticus (in both Torah and Old Testament, well it would be wouldn’t it!)
“What you do not wish upon yourself, extend not to others.” From Confucius,
“This is the sum of duty; do naught unto others what you would not have them do unto you.” From Mahabharata,
“Do unto others as you would have them do unto you” Jesus (who would have been well aware of the contents of The Torah.)
“None of you truly believes until he loves for his brother what he loves for himself” From Muhammad.
roughly in date order.
I’m not saying that this is truth, I’m not qualified, and neither are you. Besides, if you are a masochist…
And who would have expected:
"All human morality is contained in these words: make others as happy as you yourself would be, and never serve them more ill than you would yourself be served." From Donatien Alphonse François (go on, stick it into wikipedia), but I suppose he would have been uniquely qualified to make such an observation.
However, I do think that you can hurt yourself, with your general outlook on life. Yet do we truly need Buddhism, Christianity or Islam to provide the infrastructure for morality? Is it that important that you have someone else telling you what to think and do? I came up with this train of thought all by my little self. True enough, I have found many who echo this thinking since, but I’m not an academic who has learned all this from study. Yes, I know the New Testament fairly well and have a good knowledge of the historical development of religious belief systems, but mostly, I have simply observed my life (except the drunk bits).
My call to enlightenment, and therefore the start of my prophetic (pathetic) ministry, is thus:
“Should you forever live with your head in the sand, all that people will see is an arse.”
Mr. Pat
Monday, April 16, 2007
and a happy new year
Yes, It's been fairly slow in work today...and I have had time to look over all the work I published in the past. Sadly, despite my hope for a huge, 'ready-written' stock of work, there was not much worth posting here...What follows is my attempt to make people consider renewal and, take a cup of Kindness, an’ all that. It follows on from the Christmas message you can read here;
Now we think,
Over a drink,
After the excess of festivity,
And the celebration of the nativity,
Not how can we be more,
But rather, how can I get more,
Sure,
That’s a way of thinking,
And whilst drinking,
It seems the right way. I mean to say,
There’s nothing wrong with it per se
I'm just trying to make life nicer, for me and mine,
In these hard times,
There’s a line we all draw,
Just to be sure,
That behind our door, no-one feels poor.
And go on, in this way,
Convinced there's no piper to pay,
‘Cause who’s to say, that there will even be a judgement day.
Perhaps it don’t work that way.
What if? while I’m giving to the needy.
No-one, my good deed, did see,
Does this go against me?
And those who are greedy,
Who enjoy all things seedy,
It seems that they have all the answers,
So they take the chances,
And dance the dances,
‘Cos life is for living,
Regret is just giving you grief,
And that’s beyond belief,
That you do it to yourself,
When so many others,
Including many mothers,
Are more than able,
To tell the fable,
Of your shortfall,
Your warts and all,
And to put you down,
But why do you frown?
It’s not necessary for you to feel sad,
You are not bad,
It’s the world that’s messed up. True?
But don’t forget God, I think He still loves you.
Just keep trying, for in the try,
I am sure, there is the reason why,
The one we all seek,
From week to week,
Whether the weather be bright or bleak.
The meaning in what we do,
To be a better me and be a better you,
No fear.....
By this time next year.
See, I'm not sure, but done is done...there is that kind of, you know when you leave a drawing or whatever and come back to it...tweak this, fiddle with that..(it's the dance the dances bit, childlike? immature?) but I'd have to stop somewhere. So I will.
Mr Pat.
Now we think,
Over a drink,
After the excess of festivity,
And the celebration of the nativity,
Not how can we be more,
But rather, how can I get more,
Sure,
That’s a way of thinking,
And whilst drinking,
It seems the right way. I mean to say,
There’s nothing wrong with it per se
I'm just trying to make life nicer, for me and mine,
In these hard times,
There’s a line we all draw,
Just to be sure,
That behind our door, no-one feels poor.
And go on, in this way,
Convinced there's no piper to pay,
‘Cause who’s to say, that there will even be a judgement day.
Perhaps it don’t work that way.
What if? while I’m giving to the needy.
No-one, my good deed, did see,
Does this go against me?
And those who are greedy,
Who enjoy all things seedy,
It seems that they have all the answers,
So they take the chances,
And dance the dances,
‘Cos life is for living,
Regret is just giving you grief,
And that’s beyond belief,
That you do it to yourself,
When so many others,
Including many mothers,
Are more than able,
To tell the fable,
Of your shortfall,
Your warts and all,
And to put you down,
But why do you frown?
It’s not necessary for you to feel sad,
You are not bad,
It’s the world that’s messed up. True?
But don’t forget God, I think He still loves you.
Just keep trying, for in the try,
I am sure, there is the reason why,
The one we all seek,
From week to week,
Whether the weather be bright or bleak.
The meaning in what we do,
To be a better me and be a better you,
No fear.....
By this time next year.
See, I'm not sure, but done is done...there is that kind of, you know when you leave a drawing or whatever and come back to it...tweak this, fiddle with that..(it's the dance the dances bit, childlike? immature?) but I'd have to stop somewhere. So I will.
Mr Pat.
Older Chests? Thanks Damo.
I was chatting the other day with a colleague, and they said. 'Remember that thing you wrote for that newsletter last Christmas, well I thought that was nice, it got a message across...'
I was fairly dismissive, as I tend to be of my own work, but, when I read it again I though it should probably get posted...this blog is about my writing so it's valid and perhaps that is a revelation in itself.
This blog is about writing, yes, I know they all are....but specifically, you know the thing about the monkeys and the typewriter and the works of Shakespeare, well if i write enough, and I do, then there may be hope for something of importance to materialise, you never know.....
So here it is, written December 2004, so not actually last Christmas, but never mind.
When the nights are cold and the home fire is burning,
Spare a thought for the displaced, the yearning.
The children who wait for food in far places,
nothing but sand and flies on their faces.
In this time of doubt and of worry,
When for the price of a McFlurry ,
Those that have not, can not or are not able,
To sit at a table, or watch a film on cable,
Could at least have hope,
That one day they too will try to cope,
To struggle and push,
With the rush, the crush,
Of Christmas shopping, hopping,
From overcrowded shop to overcrowded shop,
Fit to drop,
Having spent,
Enough to dent,
Phenomenally,
The economy,
Of a developing nation,
For little Jayson and Mason must have a Playstation.
I am not attempting to criticise,
For I too am inclined to supersize,
When the mood takes me, but this year I will try and realise,
That I am blessed with my stress, little as it is,
It might seem fitting that here, sitting,
In my privileged position,
And knowing nothing of malnutrition,
Nor war, nor want,
That I am given to reflection,
How easy for me to be the next one,
To suffer, the rougher side of life,
Would I hope for Christmas kindness,
From those that are blessed,
With plenty,
Yet still give empty,
Promises and loose change,
To those who, strangely,
Remain in the domain of the streets,
Missing out on the treats,
Can they not see the tinsel and baubles, the trees and glitter,
Why are they so bitter?
I have not asked but, yes, I do wonder
Along with Sir Bob…..
“Do they Know its Christmas?”
d'you know, It's a bit wishy-washy in places, and I'm not that happy about the last bit...
Mr Pat.
I was fairly dismissive, as I tend to be of my own work, but, when I read it again I though it should probably get posted...this blog is about my writing so it's valid and perhaps that is a revelation in itself.
This blog is about writing, yes, I know they all are....but specifically, you know the thing about the monkeys and the typewriter and the works of Shakespeare, well if i write enough, and I do, then there may be hope for something of importance to materialise, you never know.....
So here it is, written December 2004, so not actually last Christmas, but never mind.
When the nights are cold and the home fire is burning,
Spare a thought for the displaced, the yearning.
The children who wait for food in far places,
nothing but sand and flies on their faces.
In this time of doubt and of worry,
When for the price of a McFlurry ,
Those that have not, can not or are not able,
To sit at a table, or watch a film on cable,
Could at least have hope,
That one day they too will try to cope,
To struggle and push,
With the rush, the crush,
Of Christmas shopping, hopping,
From overcrowded shop to overcrowded shop,
Fit to drop,
Having spent,
Enough to dent,
Phenomenally,
The economy,
Of a developing nation,
For little Jayson and Mason must have a Playstation.
I am not attempting to criticise,
For I too am inclined to supersize,
When the mood takes me, but this year I will try and realise,
That I am blessed with my stress, little as it is,
It might seem fitting that here, sitting,
In my privileged position,
And knowing nothing of malnutrition,
Nor war, nor want,
That I am given to reflection,
How easy for me to be the next one,
To suffer, the rougher side of life,
Would I hope for Christmas kindness,
From those that are blessed,
With plenty,
Yet still give empty,
Promises and loose change,
To those who, strangely,
Remain in the domain of the streets,
Missing out on the treats,
Can they not see the tinsel and baubles, the trees and glitter,
Why are they so bitter?
I have not asked but, yes, I do wonder
Along with Sir Bob…..
“Do they Know its Christmas?”
d'you know, It's a bit wishy-washy in places, and I'm not that happy about the last bit...
Mr Pat.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Yodevaveh...Yoda to His friends
I've been thinking about how to continue and I put a large chunk of effort into my second post. When I tried to publish, however, I got a message about a bad url.....and couldn't retrieve the body of text. I was gutted. I am kind of thinking that although I was happy to publish the last entry, now, thanks to a, perhaps serendipitous, quirk of electronic miscommunication, I am forced to rethink the content...was it meant to be? I couldn't recite the entry word for word but perhaps it was ill-conceived, yes it's all irrelevant anyway. It was about how we think and the concept of original thought...all that Descartes malarkey thrown in for good measure, cognito ergo sum and that kind of thing.
Then I meandered to a point that I feel I should go over again for my piece of mind. It was all along the lines of the Essence of God and nirvana, or heaven or the happy hunting ground or the time between times, call it what you will...but the fact that there are so many names is indicative of the saturation of the idea across continents and cultures.
Clearly the fear of death is a powerful feeling and the gift of abstraction is a complex variable, add to this the incomprehension of the natural world and you would come up with a way to explain it, probably. And the explanation would be singular, at first, but as you struggled to attribute all of the unknown to one entity (lets call it God, for want of a better word) God would have to be expanded to encompass your greater understanding, perhaps even becoming gods. Yes I am well aware that this hardly constitutes original thought, but that is actually what I'm having difficulty with. To the chase then... anthropomorphic personification I think its called, Thor is the God of Thunder because I don't understand how thunder happens, therefore, I might as well accept a personality is responsible and a god is born, and a lot is owed to Terry Pratchett for helping me understand this. Godhood is diluted and in theory anything is now possible. So we have gods for everything including the god of soggybreadcruststhatislippedoncausingmetospilltodaysmilkonthefloor.
People need stuff 'boxed off' and it is difficult for an inquisitive mind to rest at the point "I don't know". We formulate theories that can neither be proved or disproved to explain experience. And we still do this, people claim to understand how money works but conceptually it is actually quite difficult to comprehend, and so for the vast majority of us, myself included, money is a god. We pray for it to come into our lives, no? do you do the lottery, have a flutter, invest in futures...it's one and the same thing actually, isn't it?
The one thing I cannot bring myself to say is that God does not exist, I have no rational argument for it's existence but I was raised a catholic and that is a difficult doctrine to rid myself of...but I am working on it. I think the confirmed Christians would probably argue that I cannot shake this belief because God is real. And fair play to them, if you want to live out the sensations remaining to you in the service of Jesus, good for you...not much fun though is it? Christianity has a very preventative philosophy, avoid the places where you think you may find 'evil' (as defined by us) and try to allow Jesus to work through you.
God, according to your scripture, created evil though...so what is it for if not to enjoy as one of His creations, or at least accept it as a part of existence. See, if you look at this from a non-reverential point of view, the christian God is more than a little mischievous. First of all YHWH (yodevaveh) creates a being that is in discord with his own wishes, gives Him something to have anxiety around I suppose, His motivational factor, perhaps. Then He banishes it to a realm that has free access to the people he has created in the garden of Eden. Who, incidentally, he also created but decided to not have them subservient. Maybe a lesson was learned with Lucifer, after a supposedly subservient seraph led a rebellion with fully one third of the heavenly host. But then, all-knowing isn't capable of learning is it?
Now i have no reverence for the devil, because i don't believe in that either. However, it illustrates the fallibility of the infallible God and begs questions of a rational mind. I called Him the Christian God but He isn't is He? He is the God of the Jews and if you look into it He is actually the God of the Jews only. The world is divided into Jews and Gentiles isn't it, OK so most Jews accept that Christians are not Gentiles but God never said so did he. I'm sure Jesus quotes could be thrown at me but that makes the assumption that Jesus was indeed the son of God and therefore capable of rescinding His word.
Then again how can a God that instructs the Jews to take possession of land from an established people, then claim to be a God of love (More changing of the Deific mind eh....would that be proof of Gods femininity.)
Sadly if you don't accept the triple God Christian model, and there are some who would urge you not too, you are left with the bearded, scary, Egyptian murdering, Homophobic, generally genocidal Old Testament chap. Care to spend eternity in His company?
Mr. Pat
Then I meandered to a point that I feel I should go over again for my piece of mind. It was all along the lines of the Essence of God and nirvana, or heaven or the happy hunting ground or the time between times, call it what you will...but the fact that there are so many names is indicative of the saturation of the idea across continents and cultures.
Clearly the fear of death is a powerful feeling and the gift of abstraction is a complex variable, add to this the incomprehension of the natural world and you would come up with a way to explain it, probably. And the explanation would be singular, at first, but as you struggled to attribute all of the unknown to one entity (lets call it God, for want of a better word) God would have to be expanded to encompass your greater understanding, perhaps even becoming gods. Yes I am well aware that this hardly constitutes original thought, but that is actually what I'm having difficulty with. To the chase then... anthropomorphic personification I think its called, Thor is the God of Thunder because I don't understand how thunder happens, therefore, I might as well accept a personality is responsible and a god is born, and a lot is owed to Terry Pratchett for helping me understand this. Godhood is diluted and in theory anything is now possible. So we have gods for everything including the god of soggybreadcruststhatislippedoncausingmetospilltodaysmilkonthefloor.
People need stuff 'boxed off' and it is difficult for an inquisitive mind to rest at the point "I don't know". We formulate theories that can neither be proved or disproved to explain experience. And we still do this, people claim to understand how money works but conceptually it is actually quite difficult to comprehend, and so for the vast majority of us, myself included, money is a god. We pray for it to come into our lives, no? do you do the lottery, have a flutter, invest in futures...it's one and the same thing actually, isn't it?
The one thing I cannot bring myself to say is that God does not exist, I have no rational argument for it's existence but I was raised a catholic and that is a difficult doctrine to rid myself of...but I am working on it. I think the confirmed Christians would probably argue that I cannot shake this belief because God is real. And fair play to them, if you want to live out the sensations remaining to you in the service of Jesus, good for you...not much fun though is it? Christianity has a very preventative philosophy, avoid the places where you think you may find 'evil' (as defined by us) and try to allow Jesus to work through you.
God, according to your scripture, created evil though...so what is it for if not to enjoy as one of His creations, or at least accept it as a part of existence. See, if you look at this from a non-reverential point of view, the christian God is more than a little mischievous. First of all YHWH (yodevaveh) creates a being that is in discord with his own wishes, gives Him something to have anxiety around I suppose, His motivational factor, perhaps. Then He banishes it to a realm that has free access to the people he has created in the garden of Eden. Who, incidentally, he also created but decided to not have them subservient. Maybe a lesson was learned with Lucifer, after a supposedly subservient seraph led a rebellion with fully one third of the heavenly host. But then, all-knowing isn't capable of learning is it?
Now i have no reverence for the devil, because i don't believe in that either. However, it illustrates the fallibility of the infallible God and begs questions of a rational mind. I called Him the Christian God but He isn't is He? He is the God of the Jews and if you look into it He is actually the God of the Jews only. The world is divided into Jews and Gentiles isn't it, OK so most Jews accept that Christians are not Gentiles but God never said so did he. I'm sure Jesus quotes could be thrown at me but that makes the assumption that Jesus was indeed the son of God and therefore capable of rescinding His word.
Then again how can a God that instructs the Jews to take possession of land from an established people, then claim to be a God of love (More changing of the Deific mind eh....would that be proof of Gods femininity.)
Sadly if you don't accept the triple God Christian model, and there are some who would urge you not too, you are left with the bearded, scary, Egyptian murdering, Homophobic, generally genocidal Old Testament chap. Care to spend eternity in His company?
Mr. Pat
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
in the beginnnning......
Yeah so, after rubbishing blogging as a pointless exercise, here I am typing my first entry. I think I should have some type of diary and this is what all the 'hip' people do,(listen to me, sounding like my dad).
I have had conversations about how one should blog, what is important, what is normal, making it significant and all that, but really, who gives a damn. Its not going to be written for people to read. I have a lot of pointless crap in my head and there is nowhere else for it to go. Given the nature of my mental condition, (I am me, what more can I say) I am expecting a succession of meandering, half baked, conceptual mumbo that starts with a good premise and descends into the hum-drum blog we all know and love (I wouldn't have rubbished blogging if I hadn't read a few first.)
I don't hope to offer advice for life, listen to "wear sunscreen" (Advice, like youth, is probably wasted on the young. Mary Schmich.), or Desiderata if you are after such. But should I talk about life, or more specifically MY life, I may find some solace within the writing of the blog, and that is my goal. I'm not going to get into anything meaty right now but feel I must in future, as this, should be monumental, to me, at the very least.
I could set privacy things and all that but again this random succession of electronic 1's and 0's could be all that is left of me when I die...how long before they delete the blog if I don't write? and its probably fitting that we all etch our mark on this world in anyway we can! It is for this reason that graffiti has merit (not 'graffiti bridge' Prince, clearly). Public beautifiers beware, you could be removing part of humankind's continuing essence. Dissatisfaction and unrest are documented in this way...yes even the "Chris is gay" on the back of the toilet door is to be respected for this reason. Perhaps Chris is indeed gay but what compelled the author to inform us. hate, humour, spite and bile...where else can they have expression, and what should we learn whilst defecating other than this.
I am glad I've taken this step, as small as it is...i just don't know if there will be another, or even if there should be another. I would also like to wish everyone who has started a blog today the very best of luck with it. you don't need encouraging because its all handsome enough. Live like Zorro...leave your mark where you go (but don't necessarily shag Catherine Zeta Jones, unless you are Mr Douglas and then you may feel free, hi Mike, thanks for reading).
PS the Rigveda from whence the blog gets its nomenclature is a sacred Vedic (early basis for the Hindu faith) text that deals with such things as the proforma of sacrifice to the gods. that means something when related to my bilge, but i am not sure what, just yet...
Mr Pat.
I have had conversations about how one should blog, what is important, what is normal, making it significant and all that, but really, who gives a damn. Its not going to be written for people to read. I have a lot of pointless crap in my head and there is nowhere else for it to go. Given the nature of my mental condition, (I am me, what more can I say) I am expecting a succession of meandering, half baked, conceptual mumbo that starts with a good premise and descends into the hum-drum blog we all know and love (I wouldn't have rubbished blogging if I hadn't read a few first.)
I don't hope to offer advice for life, listen to "wear sunscreen" (Advice, like youth, is probably wasted on the young. Mary Schmich.), or Desiderata if you are after such. But should I talk about life, or more specifically MY life, I may find some solace within the writing of the blog, and that is my goal. I'm not going to get into anything meaty right now but feel I must in future, as this, should be monumental, to me, at the very least.
I could set privacy things and all that but again this random succession of electronic 1's and 0's could be all that is left of me when I die...how long before they delete the blog if I don't write? and its probably fitting that we all etch our mark on this world in anyway we can! It is for this reason that graffiti has merit (not 'graffiti bridge' Prince, clearly). Public beautifiers beware, you could be removing part of humankind's continuing essence. Dissatisfaction and unrest are documented in this way...yes even the "Chris is gay" on the back of the toilet door is to be respected for this reason. Perhaps Chris is indeed gay but what compelled the author to inform us. hate, humour, spite and bile...where else can they have expression, and what should we learn whilst defecating other than this.
I am glad I've taken this step, as small as it is...i just don't know if there will be another, or even if there should be another. I would also like to wish everyone who has started a blog today the very best of luck with it. you don't need encouraging because its all handsome enough. Live like Zorro...leave your mark where you go (but don't necessarily shag Catherine Zeta Jones, unless you are Mr Douglas and then you may feel free, hi Mike, thanks for reading).
PS the Rigveda from whence the blog gets its nomenclature is a sacred Vedic (early basis for the Hindu faith) text that deals with such things as the proforma of sacrifice to the gods. that means something when related to my bilge, but i am not sure what, just yet...
Mr Pat.
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