Sunday, September 11, 2011
The last four years
The first Monday of September in the USA celebrates the labor of the people. In contrast, the rest of the world celebrates labor on May Day. The US changed the date because it was too close to the whole communist celebration of workers on May 1.
Time is flying by at an amazing speed. I’m now in my forties. Just yesterday, I was wondering how my twenties would be. Next thing you know, my thirties is already past me. And now, I’m settling into what used to be middle age. Funny, I don’t feel all that different. Sure, some joints are creaky, but I swear, I just finished high school last year.
Life has been a blur the last 4 years. I stopped blogging simply because of my addiction to world of Warcraft. I found it more entertaining to level up a paladin and warlock instead of documenting how my life has been. Perhaps, it was a way to leave my real life worries and go into seclusion into an imaginary world, where I am always powerful, strong and handsome.
I see many of my wife’s cousins reach their twenties now. The youngest of them just entered Grade 9, the first year of high school. I remember when she was barely two years old. It was one of my first parties attending the wife’s family. The little kid was chewing on a piece of meat. Somehow or the other, she looked like she needed something so I placed my hand in front of her. Out came a piece of meat that she had been chewing on.
The last year, I wrote my attempt at my first book. It chronicles how I went from a deficit of money to getting on ahead. I credit Tuhan Joe Arriola for teaching me the way. I credit my wife for giving me patience and her energy to allow me to change myself.
I reconnected to several high school friends. I feel nostalgic when I look at the photos of their children. Some of them are high school age now. Just like yesterday, I was in high school.
For many of my friends, life has given its twists and turns. But the general theme is that of experiencing all the highs and all the lows that life has to offer. The things that remain the same are the death of parents, marriage and birth of children. It’s hard for me to reconcile that some of them have families and children who are also having children. It throws me for a loop.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
My Search for Religion
Several years ago, I saw an advertisement for Bill Maher’s movie “Religulous.” Having had disagreements in my head with the Roman Catholic church, I thought that this movie would be a fun watch. When I finally saw the movie, I was disappointed. I suppose my expectations were too high. What I wanted to see was the comedy of how religion messed up people’s lives. I did see that very much.
But what I also saw was the utter black hole that was in Bill Maher’s life. I would have thought that wisdom would have found him by now, but alas, it had not. Instead of being able to reconcile the multiplicities of how humans perceive God, Bill Maher simply refuted it and said there is none. And, as I recall, one way to annihilate the existence of God was to use the inhumanity of man.
After that movie, I could never watch Bill Maher again. How can I? I can not listen to someone who has simply given up in their search for the world to make sense.
Wow, isn’t that a bold statement for me to make? Yes it is. But it is only because I have gone through a journey in which I have made the whole cycle. I began as a child baptized into the Roman Catholic church and indoctrinated into the church’s teachings. By the age of 13, the age of reason struck my head and I began to leave the and question the church’s teachings. By the age of 22, I entered into graduate school in the biological sciences where I found even more evidence to contradict church teachings.
Then, an unusual series of events began to happen to me to reconsider. First, I had to give a church dispensation to my wife in order for me to marry her. I, who had not practiced in Church had to give dispensation to someone who had gone through Catholic school in high school. This was utter non-sense and was outlandish to me.
Then, I found my teacher Tuhan Joseph Arriola. Tuhan is a teacher of martial arts and financial responsibility. He commented that “If someone is truly a master, they are a master of all things in their life. Those who are a master of only one aspect is not truly a master.” This statement resonated in my whole being for the last 3-4 years. Each time I met an individual, this question always presented itself.
Third, I saw postings by Neil Shenvi. If a chemist can reconcile God and science, why could I not?
Fourth, and this is really that thing that spurred me on to come back to the Church, I saw that many individuals in the world were basically making fun and using Christianity as a punching bag for their otherwise sad, pathetic, Bill Maher-like life. Don’t blame religion for why your life sucks. Do something about your life sucking. Bwahahaha!
I already know that someone will challenge me to prove to them the existence of God. Being nice, I will simply tell you what I had to go through in order to finally be capable of understanding the nature of spirituality. I trained in a multiplicity of disciplines.
1. Seven years of graduate school and 2 years of post-doctoral research to train my logic and my scientific thinking.
2. Ten years of financial teaching from Tuhan Joseph Arriola from the Kamatuuran School of Kali. This taught me that men and women can be summed with respect to the physical, the intellectual, and the spiritual.
3. Six years of writing investigative reports for scientific products. This put into use my training in logic and my training in root cause analysis and corrective action.
4. Twenty years of curiosity and reading books on philosophy, religion, and metaphysics, physics, chemistry, quantum theory, statistics, mathematics, logic and history.
Now, if you have this, and you still have not reconciled in your head the disparate elements of life and God, give it seven more years. It took me 24 years.
Now, here's a message for those who would denigrate any religion because they can't figure their shit out.
But, if you make fun of my religion, or of any other religion because you have not taken the time nor the energy to understand life, you my friend are asking for trouble. You stand on one leg out of a possible three. When life takes his turn to smack your ass, you will fall. And when you fall, I will be the flaming hand of God (in all of his various forms of incarnations) ready to strike to finish your ass for not working enough to figure out your sad, pathetic shitty life.
I am not a passive, nice, religious, Christian. I am not an extremist Christian. (I accept all people as travelling a circle. Some are at the beginning, some are in the middle, some are at the end, some are starting their journey to the next level. I care not for you actual religion, sexual orientation, or racial history.) If you make fun of me or my religion and your joke is pitiful and does not make me laugh, I will pray to that part of God (in his multiple incarnations) to make you miserable by taking away your enjoyment of sex, food, spirits and tobacco.
I have come into this world ready to accept people. But if I find that you are part of a war against my religion, understand me when I say that I will lay waste to your existence, crush you as my enemy, drive you before me, hear the lamentation of your women and the silence of your children. (Reference to the author of Conan the Barbarian. That’s right, we co-opt all the best there is in other people’s cultures. It’s a proven method to convert heathens and non-believers into rightful, sheepful subjects of the Crown of God).
I was not a person who could accept God based on faith. I asked the universe to give me the insight to understand God beyond the way of faith. I have received what I asked for when I was thirteen years old. I envy others who could accept God on faith alone.
So if you’re life is f*cked up beyond recognition, go do something about it. Don’t blame religion. Don’t blame others. Only you can change your life, dumbass!
But what I also saw was the utter black hole that was in Bill Maher’s life. I would have thought that wisdom would have found him by now, but alas, it had not. Instead of being able to reconcile the multiplicities of how humans perceive God, Bill Maher simply refuted it and said there is none. And, as I recall, one way to annihilate the existence of God was to use the inhumanity of man.
After that movie, I could never watch Bill Maher again. How can I? I can not listen to someone who has simply given up in their search for the world to make sense.
Wow, isn’t that a bold statement for me to make? Yes it is. But it is only because I have gone through a journey in which I have made the whole cycle. I began as a child baptized into the Roman Catholic church and indoctrinated into the church’s teachings. By the age of 13, the age of reason struck my head and I began to leave the and question the church’s teachings. By the age of 22, I entered into graduate school in the biological sciences where I found even more evidence to contradict church teachings.
Then, an unusual series of events began to happen to me to reconsider. First, I had to give a church dispensation to my wife in order for me to marry her. I, who had not practiced in Church had to give dispensation to someone who had gone through Catholic school in high school. This was utter non-sense and was outlandish to me.
Then, I found my teacher Tuhan Joseph Arriola. Tuhan is a teacher of martial arts and financial responsibility. He commented that “If someone is truly a master, they are a master of all things in their life. Those who are a master of only one aspect is not truly a master.” This statement resonated in my whole being for the last 3-4 years. Each time I met an individual, this question always presented itself.
Third, I saw postings by Neil Shenvi. If a chemist can reconcile God and science, why could I not?
Fourth, and this is really that thing that spurred me on to come back to the Church, I saw that many individuals in the world were basically making fun and using Christianity as a punching bag for their otherwise sad, pathetic, Bill Maher-like life. Don’t blame religion for why your life sucks. Do something about your life sucking. Bwahahaha!
I already know that someone will challenge me to prove to them the existence of God. Being nice, I will simply tell you what I had to go through in order to finally be capable of understanding the nature of spirituality. I trained in a multiplicity of disciplines.
1. Seven years of graduate school and 2 years of post-doctoral research to train my logic and my scientific thinking.
2. Ten years of financial teaching from Tuhan Joseph Arriola from the Kamatuuran School of Kali. This taught me that men and women can be summed with respect to the physical, the intellectual, and the spiritual.
3. Six years of writing investigative reports for scientific products. This put into use my training in logic and my training in root cause analysis and corrective action.
4. Twenty years of curiosity and reading books on philosophy, religion, and metaphysics, physics, chemistry, quantum theory, statistics, mathematics, logic and history.
Now, if you have this, and you still have not reconciled in your head the disparate elements of life and God, give it seven more years. It took me 24 years.
Now, here's a message for those who would denigrate any religion because they can't figure their shit out.
But, if you make fun of my religion, or of any other religion because you have not taken the time nor the energy to understand life, you my friend are asking for trouble. You stand on one leg out of a possible three. When life takes his turn to smack your ass, you will fall. And when you fall, I will be the flaming hand of God (in all of his various forms of incarnations) ready to strike to finish your ass for not working enough to figure out your sad, pathetic shitty life.
I am not a passive, nice, religious, Christian. I am not an extremist Christian. (I accept all people as travelling a circle. Some are at the beginning, some are in the middle, some are at the end, some are starting their journey to the next level. I care not for you actual religion, sexual orientation, or racial history.) If you make fun of me or my religion and your joke is pitiful and does not make me laugh, I will pray to that part of God (in his multiple incarnations) to make you miserable by taking away your enjoyment of sex, food, spirits and tobacco.
I have come into this world ready to accept people. But if I find that you are part of a war against my religion, understand me when I say that I will lay waste to your existence, crush you as my enemy, drive you before me, hear the lamentation of your women and the silence of your children. (Reference to the author of Conan the Barbarian. That’s right, we co-opt all the best there is in other people’s cultures. It’s a proven method to convert heathens and non-believers into rightful, sheepful subjects of the Crown of God).
I was not a person who could accept God based on faith. I asked the universe to give me the insight to understand God beyond the way of faith. I have received what I asked for when I was thirteen years old. I envy others who could accept God on faith alone.
So if you’re life is f*cked up beyond recognition, go do something about it. Don’t blame religion. Don’t blame others. Only you can change your life, dumbass!
Friday, October 22, 2010
Associate Justice Clarence "Mandingo" Thomas
Alleluiah! Finally, I can point to Associate Justice Clarence "Mandingo" Thomas as a person who shares in the joys of the flesh! Free wheeling sex and a breast fetish!
I admit that Associate Justice Mandingo is very different than the civil rights standard bearer Thurgood Marshall. But this points to the beauty of American democracy. Even a sexual pervert with a breast fetish and predilection for the light skinned woman can rise to become a part of the Supreme Court. All a person has to do is become a RepubliCANT!
I admit that Associate Justice Mandingo is very different than the civil rights standard bearer Thurgood Marshall. But this points to the beauty of American democracy. Even a sexual pervert with a breast fetish and predilection for the light skinned woman can rise to become a part of the Supreme Court. All a person has to do is become a RepubliCANT!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Political Correctness
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