Jesus, Please Cover Me With Your Hot Blood of Salvation

I am totally wiped out from this week, so this is what you get today, kids.  But technically this counts as a “post a day” post, so suck it.  😉

Enjoy.

Jesus, please be sure to cover me with your eviscerated blood.  Ours is an evil, violence-obsessed cult of suffering, death, and magical-mystery!

and it’s fucking creepy and yet hilarious!

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30 Days – Day 7 – Someone Who Has Made My Life Worth Living

If you’re following this blog, you know I’m participating in the ‘30 Days of Truth‘ project I’ve seen on other blogs.  It’s helping me commit to posting every single day, since I’m also taking part in The Daily Post project.

Day 07 → Someone who has made your life worth living for.

I have to confess – I’ve sort of been avoiding this post.  Honestly, I don’t know how to respond to it.  So, I guess I’ll just respond in my own way, not necessarily according to the title – these challenges are just a guide anyway, right?  Right.

I don’t think anyone has ‘made my life worth living.’  If I required someone else’s presence to need a reason to live, what would be the point?  I’m glad that I live, and for my life, even with all it’s MANY faults and shortcomings.  I’m grateful to my spouse, the love of my life, who gets me even though she doesn’t get me, if that makes sense.  I’m grateful to my true friends – the number may not be huge, but they know who they are and what they mean to me.  And I’m grateful that I know what I mean to them.

I’m grateful to the teachers I come across – random strangers, friends, acquaintances, coworkers, and so on.  I’m grateful to those people I learn from, and as long as I see another person during the day, I’m bound to learn something new about the world.

No one person has made my life worthy.  No one person has made it any less worthy.  The people I hold close in the dark hours are the people that enhance and enrich my life, and help make it all that it is.

Sorry, I hope this isn’t any less astounding than you might have been hoping for – under the assumption you seek anything profound in these posts.

I’m grateful to myself, for seeing what I’m worth, even in those moments when I don’t feel all that worthy.  I make my life worth living for, and the people I love enrich it in various ways, adding something spectacular that I couldn’t dream up on my own.

“Religion is largely irrelevant to most young people who rely instead on a ‘secular trinity’ of themselves, their family and their friends to give meaning to their lives …” – here

via PostSecret.com

 

Exposing Myself to Strangers On the Bus

Sorry for the overtly provocative title – I couldn’t help myself.  😉 It’s honestly the first thing that came to mind earlier this week on the last stretch of my morning commute.

In addition to the briefcase containing my work laptop, etc., I carry an extra canvas tote with a couple of books, magazines and periodicals, etc.  I have a decent-length commute, so I like to have ample reading material on hand.  Well, I just happen to have been carrying a couple of print copies of The Atheist Voice, the newsletter published by the Metroplex Atheists.

Just enough of the newsletter was sticking up in the bag for the title to be clearly visible.  Little did I know, I had a copy wedged into opposite sides of the bag’s interior, so the same was true no matter which way the bag was turned.  I was busy reading a newspaper (disclosure: it was a copy of Freethought Today, published by FFRF).  I happened to notice the exposed newsletter, and while I hadn’t deliberately placed the papers that way, I suspected a couple of held glances at my bag.  I let my eyes skip up from my reading, just to try and catch someone looking, and watch for their reaction, if there was any.

Well, not quite.  I’m not even 100% sure anyone really noticed it, but I had the very distinct feeling a man did, then later a woman (who also works in my office, it turns out) did.  There really was no discernible reaction, but it felt like an odd little rush.  It reminded me of when I used to ride the train or bus and read my copy of ‘The Lucifer Principle‘ by Howard K. Bloom.  It actually has nothing to do with the “Lucifer” of Christian mythology, but I always chuckled a bit on the inside wondering if the other commuters were intrigued, scandalized, or otherwise.  What can I say, I guess I enjoy a wee bit of high dudgeon – given or received – from time to time.

I have no shame in my position or loss of faith.  (Tangent alert!) It doesn’t feel quite right to even say ‘loss of faith’ since I never really had much to begin with.  But, I digress.  I have no shame about what I feel and believe (and thus, don’t believe), but I’m still getting past the stigma the word ‘atheist’ has attached to it  (see my “Coming Out” post).

This oh-so-mild form of exposure to outsiders and strangers felt a tad bit taboo, forbidden, and yet… exhilarating, and right.  It felt good to let go of some societal baggage, and to let others know that we’re out here.  I wondered what the woman who works in my office thought.  I don’t really know her, but we share a walk from the bus into the office each morning in the pre-dawn dark, and we’ve made the usual forced small talk.  I wondered if she might think I’m a nice guy, and what (if anything) this new revelation might do to that impression, if it exists at all.

Since then, I’ve been somewhat shocked and pleasantly surprised to find out several friends and acquaintances are non-believers of some ilk.  My, my, we are indeed out here, aren’t we?

Click to visit ‘The Out Campaign’

Don’t Worry Pigeons, It Gets Better

Just in case you missed it, here’s a video of right-wing religious whack-job Cindy Jacobs actually blaming the “falling birds epidemic” on the repeat of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell (DADT).

Yes, you read that right.  To quote a friend’s recent Facebook comment to a similarly idiotic video, “I don’t even have to go looking for proof of the insanity of religion, it just finds me. Hopefully it doesn’t shoot me in the fucking head one day.”

Current Reads

Sorry, kiddos, but I’m taking a day off from the ‘30 Days of Truth‘ challenge.  I didn’t sleep too well last night, thanks to the wife and the dog, and I’m amazingly tired at the moment.  If I wake up to a substantial degree at all during the night, it’s hard for me to fall back asleep.  My mind’s like a light switch, which is cool, but can be very annoying in times like that.  Anyway, I thought I’d post a few books that I’m reading.  Click on each picture to visit the Amazon.com page for each title.

I tend to do that.  There are other books I’ve yet to finish.  I’m sure I will at some point, but it’s hard for me to pick up a new book without starting it.  I definitely hope to finish ‘Paint It Black’ and ‘God’s Problem’ before beginning anything else. 😉  The other really isn’t the type of book one necessarily has to sit down and read cover to cover.

What are you reading?

Stay tuned tomorrow for another ‘30 Days of Truth‘ post.  Now, time for bed methinks…

Oh, one other thing…I received a packet in the mail yesterday (that I’d requested) from the Freedom From Religion Foundation.  You can order yours here.  It included a complimentary copy of their newspaper, Freethought Today.  The annual membership dues are $40 at the Individual level, and I’ve come to the conclusion that it’s well worth it for the hate mail alone!  They publish a good selection of crank mail from Gawd-fearin’ Chistyuns – spelling, grammar, and punctuation uncorrected. 😉

My favorite (responding to FFRF’s fight to stop illegal school-led prayer in Tennessee:

“You need to keep your non-believing nose out of my kid’s schools and mind your own damn business.” – Christian Mom Sick of Your Bullshit

Yes, seriously.  Religionists truly are hilarious, yet frightening, people.