I blame the Greeks

Last week, I reported god’s anger toward us for pushing a gay/environmental/equality agenda. But I was wrong. It wasnt him, I gave him too much credit. looking down on Earth from Mt. Olympus, one thing is abundantly clear: Zeus is pissed. Aside from being the King of Gods, he is also the god of weather, the god of law and order, law and order: SVU, and the god of fate.

Working chiefly with Poseidon (god of the sea, rivers, floods, droughts, and earthquakes), these two have wreaked havoc across America. An earthquake on the east coast, devastating floods from Hurricane Irene, and historic flooding along the Mississippi River.

And now, Hephaestus (god of fire), is getting in on the fun by spreading more and more wildfires. Half the country is burning, the other half is being washed away!!

We’ve also learned that the USPS is “operating on a week’s worth of cash” according to the Postmaster General and could face shutdowns. Clearly the work of Hermes, the god of messengers, language, and writing.

And it also seems that Hera, queen of marriage, women, and childbirth, has defected to the Tea Party to help them put a stop to reproductive rights in dozens of states.

Last, but not least, who could forget Hades? King of the underworld, god of the dead, and leader of the tea party. His strangle hold seems to be iron-clad. He could not be reached for comment.

Current reports suggest that several of the other gods, primarily Aphrodite (goddess of love and beauty), Apollo (god of music, healing, and poetry), Ares (god of manly courage and civil order), and Athena (goddess of wisdom, heroic endeavor, and reason) are in hiding, strategizing on a way to overthrow these dark times. this could not be confirmed independently, however.

But being that these gods are Greek, and that the current state of Greece is, well…its pretty bad, there is one thing we can do: kick these gods to the curb and start hanging out with the Norse God’s. After all, Germany does have its shit together!! See you at Oktoberfest with Loki, Thor, and Odin!

-M-

surrounded by ignorance.

so as you all may know, there still rages a huge debate across the country about the proposed community center 2 blocks from ground zero.

wait…you mean you didnt know? you just thought it was a mosque??? well, if you are like most american’s, you probably have no fucking clue what park51 is (did you know thats what it was called? doubtful).

pay attention, this next part is important:

Park51 will grow into a world-class community center, planned to include the following facilities:

* outstanding recreation spaces and fitness facilities (swimming pool, gym, basketball court)
* a 500-seat auditorium
* a restaurant and culinary school
* cultural amenities including exhibitions
* education programs
* a library, reading room and art studios
* childcare services
* a prayer space, intended to be run separately from Park51 but open to and accessible to all members, visitors and our New York community
* a September 11th memorial and quiet contemplation space, open to all

wow! amazing! that sounds great! but wait…if we build this…then the terrorists win. and we cant have that. that would be a spit in the face to all the victims of 9/11. but, if we dont build it, then then terrorists will look at us and decry our intolerance of the islamic faith and the freedom of religious expression as a whole. and that is contrary to what our founding fathers wanted. a seemingly lose-lose situation. this is quite a predicament. what to do?

wait…

i have an idea…

HOW ABOUT WE DONT GIVE A FUCK WHAT THE TERRORISTS THINK? hows that grab you? so simple a fucking child could understand it. this country is so damn concerned about the reactions of the terrorists. who fucking cares what they think?

the intolerance and bigotry in this country (ESPECIALLY the south…see Murfreesboro, Tennessee) is overwhelmingly disgusting.

grow up.

–M–

Im just a misguided ghost…travelling endlessly…

for those that know me, you are aware of my sharp and biting sarcasm that i carry with me at all times. im never at a loss for words and can always make people laugh. sometimes, people are the victims so that others may laugh but i always turn my attention on those very others so everyone gets a turn.

for those that REALLY know me, they know that beyond this, im the rock when terrible things happen. the shoulder to cry on. the ear that listens. the person to vent to. and within that, i use my humor to make those closest to me laugh and smile. to ease their tears and alleviate their stress. and i do it gladly.

but i feel nothing.

i dont have those stresses, those fears and pains. i experience them right along side my friends and family, but i dont feel it that way they do. all i feel is humor. all i do is laugh and make those around me laugh…even at my own expense.

Pablo Neruda, a Chilean poet, once said “laughter is the language of the soul.” i hold to the belief that this is true. if it isnt, then i believe that i have no soul. if left me along time ago, and laughter is all i have left.

i have the ability to make anyone laugh in any situation, no matter how grave. is that really that bad?

–M–

…and back into the light.

deaths embrace. finally upon me. its warm…like a blanket. my eyes are closed, yet still the brightness overwhelms me. i struggle to open them, and when i do im in a clearing in the middle of a forest. a slight breeze hits me, carrying with it the wonderful aroma of pine and flowers. above, the clouds roll along, forever chasing a destination they can never reach. i feel something…something inside. happiness? i cant remember, its been so long. where am i? who am i? i feel so, so alive!!!

i find a trail heading into the woods and decide to follow it. it weaves in and out of the trees like a meandering river struggling to find its way. the trees are covered in soft, wet moss. the smell is invigorating. high in the trees i can hear birds chirping, and much closer small animals, that i can only assume may be rabbits or squirrels, scurry threw the underbrush at my approach. somewhere in the distance i can hear rushing water.

as i follow this path, i happen upon a cave. it goes so deep, its nothing but a black whole seemingly floating in the side of a granite outcropping. at the base of the opening is a small pile of stones, purposeful in there placement. dare i enter? this place is so beautiful…much more so then the darkness i awoke from. but curiosity gets the best of me, and i head inside…

IM AWAKE!?! but where am i? im in my bed…at home. but, how? how did i get here? was it a dream? how can i go back. was it the cave? that feeling…the feeling of happiness is gone once more. its still back there, in that beautiful forest. i went into the darkness and back into the light, but now im here. the gray area of this world. i dont know whats worse, not being alive…or not being dead. perhaps someday i will get to visit that forest once more…

–M–

ps. justacutebostongirl1212, when you lose your fear, let me know.

into the darkness…

In the end, i oft wonder (dare i say hope) that when i die i am sent to another plane of existence. A place where the righteous battle the damned in a struggle that has lasted so long that no one knows way the fight. Yet they fight on in a war where no side is right but both sides are wrong.

In this new land, i will bow to no one and fight under my own flag. There will be others like me and together, we will band together. As we travel across this land, those we encounter will be killed if they force us to bend to their ways. For what is worse, a fallen angel…or a demon with a conscience?

Time and again, we will come to expect death. Time and again…we will escape it. And when the sweet embrace finally takes us, pulling us into a warmth that would make anyone want to sleep forever, we are sent to the next plane. And we learn something…

…you never truly live…until you die.

–M–

Brutalism. it’s not just for Architects anymore!

i know i know its been awhile since my last post. for that i apologize.

so ive decided to create my own ideology. i call it Brutalism. i landed on this name for two reasons:

1)the architectural concept of Brutalism relies heavily on the use on concrete. a parallel can be drawn to my ideals as being concrete as well as non-wavering, forever.
2)the various parts of my ideology i carry out with a “brutal” finality. (the term “brutal,” as defined by Merriam-Webster, is to be “unpleasantly accurate and incisive.”)

as for by beliefs with this ideology, there are some that are more common sense and there are some that are more of a personal preference. I attempt to live my life everyday with an unbridled sense of optimism. those who know me best know that i am brutally honest (helped to influence my name choice). I also see the world as black and white…with the details being in the grey area. if you think about it, at the basic level, everything is black and white. everything is simple. this allows me to have an unquestioning moral certainty. I also keep my emotions in check, not letting things like anger, frustration, stress, or jealousy take control of me.

as far as my religious facet of Brutalism, i define myself as a militant apathetic agnostic.
-militant: i cant prove a higher power, and neither can you.
-apathetic: if one does exist, however, he clearly is not concerned with us.
-agnostic: but i do concede that a higher power may very well exist.

To summize: to be a “Brutalist,” one must be honest, optimistic, moral, happy go lucky, and agnostic (or at least religiously open-minded).

ive been doing a Brutalist for years. you should try it sometime.

–M–

What if god was one of us…then became a god?

I have often wondered if this “god” fellow is really a human from another world. And in this world, society has progressed hundred of trillions of years and has allowed its people to evolve the powers to make a small universe and, in effect, become our god.

think about it.

–M–

i’m a christian because im American? i’m all set with that.

Its amusing to think about the simple fact that religion is severely influenced by where you are born. For instance:
-North and South America, Europe, and Australia are christian.
-The southern half of Africa is a mix of christianity and tribal religions.
-The northern half of Africa and the Middle East are primarily Islamic.
-India is Hindu.
-China is a split between Buddhism and “chinese religions.”
-Russia, Greenland, and northern Canada are a split between tribal religions and the non-religious.

Back to the part about this being amusing to me. people live and die by their religion…kill others in the name of religion. yet this religion is almost wholly determined by where you are born. Its like a sports team…people, as a whole, root for the sports team in the city they grew up in. They are also rabid about their teams. This is especially true for football and soccer. It’s madness!!!

we are lucky to live in a country that doesn’t kill or imprison us for not worshiping the correct god (or the wrong team). if that were the case, then to the arctic circle I go!

–M–

The man in the mirror

“So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them.” Genesis 1:27

Hmm, a thought occurred. If god created us in his image…shouldnt we all be pure and perfect beings? We shouldnt be killing, murdering, raping, stealing, assaulting, molesting, grand theft autoing, and warring with each other!!!

Point: But mike, god created adam and eve in his own image and they ate the apple and thus created original sin so its their fault!

Counterpoint: well then, good sirs, if god created only adam and eve in his image, then shouldnt THEY have been pure and perfect, thus immune to the effects of trickery? I mean…unless god is weak, theyd have to be immune!

Conclusion? maybe god isnt as infallible as he’s made out to be.

–M–

Hell…The New Heaven

Some time ago it occurred to me that Hell, at the very least in the Christian faith, is more likely a paradise then a quote unquote Hell. Let us analyze my thought process for a moment.

Christianity teaches us that there was a great war in Heaven with Michael leading the angles and Lucifer leading the renegades. Ultimately, Lucifer fell and “was thrown down to the earth, and his angels were thrown down with him” Rev. 12:7-9.

Enter: Hell. So we got Satan down here in Hell with his army of fallen angels (commonly referred to as demons) and God up in Heaven with all the unfallen angels. Now at this point I highly doubt that God and Satan are friends anymore, let alone on speaking terms. Now, Christianity tells us that the Devil is down there, luring man away from God with his lies and deception and that he is trying to build an army so that one day he may wage another Great War.

But wait a minute…I thought hell was were bad people went to burn for their sins and be tortured for all of time? That seems to be inline with how God would run Hell…as if it were some sort of prison. But I highly doubt that Satan would run Hell in accordance with the way God would want it to be run.  I would think Satan would make Hell a joyous place for the fallen, so that they would happily serve in his army, do his bidding, and help overthrow the righteous.

Stop me if I’m wrong, but either Christianity has been sending mixed signals about who REALLY runs “down there” or Hell is starting to look a lot like Vegas. And I love Vegas.

–M–