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May. 29th, 2002
Belief is a very strange thing. Far too many people pay lip service to belief when they are merely empty shells. Far too many people profess their belief without any real thought on their part, shepherded on by the speeches and dictates of others.
I am not a religious person. Anybody who knows me could pretty much say that. I am the ultimate skeptic, because I believe in everything. I don't really ask others questions and rarely get into discussions of religious matters. Their belief is their own, and my belief is my own. Now, sometimes I do debate the idiocy of various organized religions, but then now that those idiocies are being brought to very public life, it is somehow less fulfilling.
I am a spiritual person. It's strange, because I don't think many people would agree with me on that. I'm very disconnected from matters of spirtiuality and tend to keep it at arms length. Heh, just ask Keith. I scared the hell out of him once with that... The thing is, I believe it. I've seen it and I can feel it.
Keith is a Shaman. He deals with spirits all the time, they are an integral part of his being, and I know that. I think there has been turmoil recently, though, because there was a huge feeling of disconnection and turmoil in the apartment when I was at home yesterday.
I am not a Shaman. I do not deal with spirits often, if at all. There is one exception, and that is the only reason I think that somewhere in the last week something strange happened. One thing that I have learned to do is shut myself away from any spirits and magicks that may be at work around me. I was literally getting sick to my stomach yesterday at home for no reason. I tried to visualize myself in a white space, and couldn't. Everything was dark and shadows. I also couldn't contact the only spirit who I regularly contact. About 10 minutes into trying, I was able to feel her, and the apartment was fine after that. I have not felt anything like that in a very long time, and when I felt that before, I know that someone was directing negative energy towards someone who I was near to.
So, what has brought this about? This post, that is. I continually find myself drawn towards certain types of people. Yes, one could argue it's because I'm gay and a gamer and those communities have higher instances of spiritual-types, but that isn't what I feel. Something is calling to me in some way, and it has me curious.
Of course, because I'm the worlds greatest smart-ass, I have to end this on a lighter note... My Mother has taken to trying to pour ice-water down my back, I think. She's teasing me. And, yes, she's doing it right now. :-p
I am not a religious person. Anybody who knows me could pretty much say that. I am the ultimate skeptic, because I believe in everything. I don't really ask others questions and rarely get into discussions of religious matters. Their belief is their own, and my belief is my own. Now, sometimes I do debate the idiocy of various organized religions, but then now that those idiocies are being brought to very public life, it is somehow less fulfilling.
I am a spiritual person. It's strange, because I don't think many people would agree with me on that. I'm very disconnected from matters of spirtiuality and tend to keep it at arms length. Heh, just ask Keith. I scared the hell out of him once with that... The thing is, I believe it. I've seen it and I can feel it.
Keith is a Shaman. He deals with spirits all the time, they are an integral part of his being, and I know that. I think there has been turmoil recently, though, because there was a huge feeling of disconnection and turmoil in the apartment when I was at home yesterday.
I am not a Shaman. I do not deal with spirits often, if at all. There is one exception, and that is the only reason I think that somewhere in the last week something strange happened. One thing that I have learned to do is shut myself away from any spirits and magicks that may be at work around me. I was literally getting sick to my stomach yesterday at home for no reason. I tried to visualize myself in a white space, and couldn't. Everything was dark and shadows. I also couldn't contact the only spirit who I regularly contact. About 10 minutes into trying, I was able to feel her, and the apartment was fine after that. I have not felt anything like that in a very long time, and when I felt that before, I know that someone was directing negative energy towards someone who I was near to.
So, what has brought this about? This post, that is. I continually find myself drawn towards certain types of people. Yes, one could argue it's because I'm gay and a gamer and those communities have higher instances of spiritual-types, but that isn't what I feel. Something is calling to me in some way, and it has me curious.
Of course, because I'm the worlds greatest smart-ass, I have to end this on a lighter note... My Mother has taken to trying to pour ice-water down my back, I think. She's teasing me. And, yes, she's doing it right now. :-p
May. 29th, 2002 02:46 pm
Hey, Via Sanguinius peeps!
Any Via peeps who see this... feel free to post a *bitchslap* to Braxus and I'll special deliver it to him when I see him later in the week. ;-)
God I'm evil. ^_^
Speaking of Braxus, he's still suffering from the "decent-computer-impaired" syndrome that Verant afflicted the masses on with the upgrade from hell (commonly known as the Shit-Outta-Luck expansion pack). Well, he's running on 98, but, well, his system is just a few nuts short of an airplane snack-pack in the processor and graphics department. And the lightning strike induced power surge that fried his good computer didn't help anything either.
On a happier note, he has a kick ass mini-van. I want to steal it... it must be mine...
God I'm evil. ^_^
Speaking of Braxus, he's still suffering from the "decent-computer-impaired" syndrome that Verant afflicted the masses on with the upgrade from hell (commonly known as the Shit-Outta-Luck expansion pack). Well, he's running on 98, but, well, his system is just a few nuts short of an airplane snack-pack in the processor and graphics department. And the lightning strike induced power surge that fried his good computer didn't help anything either.
On a happier note, he has a kick ass mini-van. I want to steal it... it must be mine...
