Sunday, July 27, 2008

Jehovah's witnesses..

I am pretty sure that I don't need to say it, but here is an interesting video or the witnesses.. I never thought much of them but I do feel bad that there are children caught up in this mess.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Quote of the day!

A man can no more diminish God's glory by refusing to worship Him than a lunatic can put out the sun by scribbling the word, 'darkness' on the walls of his cell.
C.S. Lewis

God exists..

This is a great video until you get to 7:19 (the point where I start to disagree)..

Quote of the day!

God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves? That which was the holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet possessed has bled to death under our knives. Who will wipe this blood off us?
Nietzsche





THE MADMAN----Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market place, and cried incessantly: "I seek God! I seek God!"---As many of those who did not believe in God were standing around just then, he provoked much laughter. Has he got lost? asked one. Did he lose his way like a child? asked another. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a voyage? emigrated?---Thus they yelled and laughed

The madman jumped into their midst and pierced them with his eyes. "Whither is God?" he cried; "I will tell you. We have killed him---you and I. All of us are his murderers. But how did we do this? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there still any up or down? Are we not straying, as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is not night continually closing in on us? Do we not need to light lanterns in the morning? Do we hear nothing as yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we smell nothing as yet of the divine decomposition? Gods, too, decompose. God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him.

"How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whoever is born after us---for the sake of this deed he will belong to a higher history than all history hitherto."

Here the madman fell silent and looked again at his listeners; and they, too, were silent and stared at him in astonishment. At last he threw his lantern on the ground, and it broke into pieces and went out. "I have come too early," he said then; "my time is not yet. This tremendous event is still on its way, still wandering; it has not yet reached the ears of men. Lightning and thunder require time; the light of the stars requires time; deeds, though done, still require time to be seen and heard. This deed is still more distant from them than most distant stars---and yet they have done it themselves.

It has been related further that on the same day the madman forced his way into several churches and there struck up his requiem aeternam deo. Led out and called to account, he is said always to have replied nothing but: "What after all are these churches now if they are not the tombs and sepulchers of God?"


Source: Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science (1882, 1887) para. 125; Walter Kaufmann ed. (New York: Vintage, 1974), pp.181-82.]

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Pale Blue Dot

Gather ye rosebuds while ye may..

Fear is the mind killer...


Frank Herbert, Dune


“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear... And when it is gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear is gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”

Mr. Jones


"There's a little fable about a Mr. Jones who dies and goes to heaven. Peter is waiting at the gates to give him a tour. Amid the splendor of golden streets, beautiful mansions, and choirs of angels that Peter shows him, Mr. Jones notices and odd-looking building. He thinks it looks like an enormous warehouse - it has no windows and only one door. But when he asks to see inside, Peter hesitates. "You really don't want to see what's in there," he tells the new arrival. Why would there be any secrets in heaven? Jones wonders. What incredible surprise could be waiting for me in there? When the official tour is over he's still wondering, so he asks again to see inside the structure. Finally Peter relents. When the apostle opens the door, Mr. Jones almost knocks him over in the haste to enter. It turns out that the enormous building is filled with row after row of shelves, floor to ceiling, each stacked neatly with white boxes tied in red ribbons. "These boxes all have names on them," Mr. Jones muses aloud. Then turning to Peter he asks, "Do I have one?" "Yes you do." Peter tries to guide Mr. Jones back outside. "Frankly," Peter says, "if I were you... . " But Mr. Jones is already dashing toward the "J" aisle to find his box. Peter follows, shaking his head. He catches up with Mr. Jones just as he is slipping the red ribbon off his box and popping the lid. Looking inside, Jones has a moment of instant recognition, and he lets out a deep sigh like the ones Peter has heard so may times before. Because there in Mr. Jones's white box are all the blessings that God wanted to give to him while he was on earth... but Mr. Jones had never asked."

- Bruce Wilkinson, The Prayer of Jabez

I ran into this story on some random site and thought it worth of passing on.

I don't think it neccisary for me to ask you.. Are you held in place by a small rope?


When I was a kid, my school used to host a circus every summer. In the morning, I would sneak behind the circus tent and watch the trainers feeding and training the animals. That was one of my greatest joys.

I remember peeking at the elephants and noticing something that fascinated me and kept me wondering for a while: knowing how powerful an elephant is, I was surprised to see a thin rope tying the elephant's leg to a pole, and that the elephant never tried to escape even though it would take no effort to pull the rope and walk away.

After a couple of days, I gave up thinking and went to ask one of the trainers. He smiled and said:"It wasn't always a rope, you know. When the elephant is young, we put a hard chain around its leg so that whenever the elephant pulls, it would feel the resistance of the strong chain and know that how far it can go.".

"When the elephant grows up", he continued, "there is no need for a chain anymore. We just put a rope around its leg and the elephant stops pulling whenever it feels resistance. The elephant doesn't know anymore that the chain is gone, and that the rope tying it to the pole can be easily broken as soon as it decides to walk away. The only limitation that elephant has, is in its own mind."

"For the elephant," the trainer concluded, "all that remains is the memory of the old pain from the chain, and the resistance of the thin rope... The elephant doesn't know the difference. "

Our Deepest Fear


“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

a return to love - marianne williamson

Thursday, July 17, 2008

What about the children...

I was recently in a conversation about my faith with a devout christian. This christian is a good friend of mine and when we speak about the subject I have to be extra careful and take into account their perspective of the issue. As limiting as this sounds it actually makes me work harder at understanding what I believe. It would be easy to just say.. I think that Jesus was just a man.. Jesus may have been a messenger of god but he was not divine but I have to keep in account that I must give reasons why I currently think this.

One of the main reasons I believe this is a question I have about children and what is passed on to them by the parents. My parents encouraged me to attend church, bible school and Sunday school when I was a child. Religion was not a major force in my up bringing but it was there. I was told that Jesus was my savior and that is that. There was no debate. He was the only answer and it was not a question.

What I took away from that experience was exactly that, Jesus was god and there was no other choice, all other religion was wrong or of Satan and all followers of other religions was doomed to eternal damnation.

My question when I was a child was... what about all those people who believe in other gods and are told by their religious leaders that their religion was correct and their saviour was the only true saviour. The answer I got at the time was, missionaries working with Jesus and God were always working their way into the lives of everyone on this planet to shed the light of Christ across the globe. This seemed like a pretty good answer to me at the time and I stopped questioning it. I figured that God created a loophole of sorts, if you had not been told about Christ and you lived a good moral life you got a pass ( you may not make it to heaven but you would not end up in hell or something like that) the way I looked at it was god would take care of it, it was not my concern.

It was many years later, when I was questioning my faith that I realized how indoctrinated I was in Christianity. How ingrained it was in everything I was. If I stole that candy bar I was going to hell and Jesus would be mad at me and I would burn in hell for ever if I failed to please him with prayers of forgiveness. It ruled my actions with an iron fist (probably saved me from getting into all kinds of trouble).

Realizing that this religion was in control of my actions, I started to think back to my childhood question. What about all the people of different religions. What about them, were they controlled by the rules instilled upon them by their childhood religion? Were they indoctrinated early in life, were they taught to FEAR that breaking the rules of their religion would be punishable with eternal damnation? Were they taught that all other religions were wrong and all followers of other religions were going to be punished if they did not believe?

I think this question lead me to understand that while I believed there was a god, I questioned Christianity as the sole religion of the world. I just could not understand how a "loving god" would allow the people of his earth to be allowed to be taught (indoctrinated) with the wrong religion, only to be offered later in life the "correct" religion. It simply does not work for me. It is not possible in my mind that he would allow this. Especially because those that die not believing in Christ are doomed to hell. It is simply not fair and while I have no right to judge the decisions of god, I think this is a fundamental problem that I cannot overlook.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Life is divine chaos

Fall in Love or fall in Hate.
Get inspired or be depressed.
Ace a test or flunk a test.
Make babies or make art.
Speak the truth or lie and cheat.
Dance on table or sit in the corner.
Life is divine chaos. Embrace it.
Forgive yourself. Breathe.
And enjoy the ride.

Quote of the day!

“"I think art is the only thing that's spirtual in the world. And I refuse to forced to believe in other people's interpretations of God. I don't think anybody should be. No one person can own the copyright to what God means.”

Marilyn Manson

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Quote from Islam

I spent a the better part of a half hour trying to find a good quote for the blog. I wanted something from Islam.. well, I am sorry to say, there really was not alot beautiful or inspiring. I will continue to look I am sure they are out there.. I did find this one.. not bad but one.. just one...

Be yourself beautiful and you will find the world full of beauty.


This is truly a quote of Islam???? come on...
Knowledge is knowing that a Tomato is a fruit
Wisdom is not putting it in a fruit salad

Saturday, July 5, 2008

The Whirling Dervish

I got into a conversation with someone about the origin of dance and they mentioned that there was this group of people who claimed the origin of dance was spiritual and that modern man is the one who has changed its purpose to that of attracting a mate.
I of course quickly pointed out that all kinds of animals dance and their purpose for dance is (as far as I know)always about mating so I doubt that the origin of our dance was spiritual.

Well on that note, I decided to study spiritual dance (ok watch some youtube videos) and the first spiritual dance I could think of was the whirling dervish Sufis.