I enjoy reading and hearing different theories of religious beliefs. I am astonished by those who believe in the Rapture. To me, religion is far fetched at best. I understand the human need for an explanation to our existence and I get the need for a purpose for living. The thing that throws me is that it all seems like a big fairy tale.
If you went to a church and asked members if they believed in ghosts and zombies they would most likely laugh and say "of course not!". Yet, they believe that Jesus rose from the dead and walked among the living. Is that not the definition of a zombie?
I'm just sayin'......
Watching the Maddow show this evening was enlightening. I learned that we no longer need to worry that Obama is the antiChrist. He is not popular enough and the antiChrist is not supposed to come until AFTER the Rapture. Whew.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Paranoia
I find the state of paranoia in personal relationships to be the most ridiculous thing on the planet. I invited a friend to come out with me and some other friends a few days ago. I call and leave a message so that this person will know where I am at. They don't show up and don't return my call. I assume that they had something more important to do and don't take it personally. Mind you that this is not the first time this person has just not shown up. Sometimes they will come into town and not even let me know they are in town. I do not take this personally.
So, I finally get a call back from this person and she tells me that she just got my message. This is 3 days later. After speaking with her for several minutes, I realize that she sounds funny so I ask if she is OK. I am informed that she is feeling depressed. I ask why and she is vague. I try to make upbeat conversation but it is painful to speak with this person because of the pathetic tone in her voice. After a while she finally confesses the real reason that she did not show up was because she didn't think I really wanted her there! I respond that I think her assumption is absurd. Why would I invite her if I don't want her to come? I get the malaise answer of "I don't know" in return but she says "I just did not sound like I wanted her to come". Mind that I completely disagree with her and I did want her to come. So, I tell her that she couldn't be more wrong and that of course I want her around and that the next time she feels that way to ignore that voice because it is wrong. I tell her I love her and we hang up.
I have been down this road with this person more times than I care to remember. I can say with all honesty that I do love this person. She once was very close to me and still is, to a degree. The reason for the divide was paranoia that drove someone to believe the worst about me and my intentions. I was called a liar and was told how horribly I had treated her. Unfortunately, what was perceived by her was only a simple misunderstanding with no ill intent. Really. Eventually, I was vindicated and things went back to civility. We will never be as close as we were then because of my awareness of her psyche. I know that it is in my best interest to maintain a certain distance. Many things were said that convinced me of this. This being said, I never try to avoid this person. I really do love her. She just is paranoid.
So, I finally get a call back from this person and she tells me that she just got my message. This is 3 days later. After speaking with her for several minutes, I realize that she sounds funny so I ask if she is OK. I am informed that she is feeling depressed. I ask why and she is vague. I try to make upbeat conversation but it is painful to speak with this person because of the pathetic tone in her voice. After a while she finally confesses the real reason that she did not show up was because she didn't think I really wanted her there! I respond that I think her assumption is absurd. Why would I invite her if I don't want her to come? I get the malaise answer of "I don't know" in return but she says "I just did not sound like I wanted her to come". Mind that I completely disagree with her and I did want her to come. So, I tell her that she couldn't be more wrong and that of course I want her around and that the next time she feels that way to ignore that voice because it is wrong. I tell her I love her and we hang up.
I have been down this road with this person more times than I care to remember. I can say with all honesty that I do love this person. She once was very close to me and still is, to a degree. The reason for the divide was paranoia that drove someone to believe the worst about me and my intentions. I was called a liar and was told how horribly I had treated her. Unfortunately, what was perceived by her was only a simple misunderstanding with no ill intent. Really. Eventually, I was vindicated and things went back to civility. We will never be as close as we were then because of my awareness of her psyche. I know that it is in my best interest to maintain a certain distance. Many things were said that convinced me of this. This being said, I never try to avoid this person. I really do love her. She just is paranoid.
Saturday, January 3, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
January is the uck month
I really don't care much for January. I think the Christmas let down and the New Year always manage to make me sad and crabby. The weather where I am is dull. It is not cold enough to snow so it does not really feel like winter. We are hanging in the 40's today with rain and drizzle. Uck. Everything is dreary and gray. I need an indoor sport. Perhaps a cruise.
Here is some good news. Every day will get a little bit longer, a little bit brighter until summer is here.
I am ready for spring.
Here is some good news. Every day will get a little bit longer, a little bit brighter until summer is here.
I am ready for spring.
Dec.15 Bristol
Here are screen shots of Bristol on Dec. 15. I clipped them from the video of the family going to church service after the fire.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
I love my ipod
I love my ipod because it drowns out the screeching noise that the teens in my house like to make. I did not produce quiet children. They don't speak much when others are near. But, when only family is around.... the noise is amazing.
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