I Aint Afraid…
I would say Think God without Fear.
Because of what has been done in God’s name, and they way we have been controlled for so long by religion (in God’s name), there are many of us who have a hard time with the label we call “God”.
I’m 48 and for most of those years, I’d say God and I’d feel “icky” inside. I did not feel instant Love. I saw the inconsistencies and hypocrisy of it.
A perfect example was my Born again, neo-conservative, girlfriend I will call Janine. Janine would come to my house and smoke weed with me, because she had to hide it from her husband. She made no bones about the fact that if he ever found her stash in the mini-van, she would blame me. She would sit in my mother’s house, smoking weed, and talking about how she loves the sinner, but hates the sin. That is why it is OK to vote to deny someone else equal rites. Especially if they have no morals and are deviant in anyway. My mother is a lesbian.
My family comes from a long line of sexual molestation. My father was molested by his mother, though he didn’t see coming home at 16, from a bad day at school and having mom offer you her tit to suckle, as deviant. To him, it was “normal”.
When the chickens began dying, no one could figure out why. Then one day, my father went out back and found an uncle that was living with them, fucking a chicken. My dad freaked out and went to tell his mother, but the uncle, according to my father, stopped him, and talked to him. He told him he should try it before telling his mother. That is how my dad began fucking chickens, but the uncle, he moved onto my dad’s sister. Eventually, so did dad.
Then my older sister was born. From the ages 5-9, my father molested my older sister. I walked in on it and though knew something was wrong…didn’t understand it, or why I was told to NEVER tell. I also never really told, after the first time my sister came at me. She didn’t carry it on too many times, but I “learned” enough.
I said no.
When my father was finally caught, he blamed the devil and said Satan made him do it.
This was my first real life encounter with the ability to scream, “SATAN!” Followed by claiming a love of God and finding Jesus, and being completely and totally forgiven for your sins.
I have watched how religion and politics have done NOTHING but divide us, and keep us at war with each other.
I have tried to very seriously find the meaning of, “The fear of God” and why it is so necessary to fear an all loving benevolent being with a beard, in white robes, living in the clouds, who only wants us to consume and shop, while war, famine, pollution, disharmony, hate, and abuse after abuse abundantly fill a more traumatized world.
It is not that I do not believe in the concept of “God”, but the “God” we have been given is an illusion. I feel it tricks its many worshipers into worshiping something false, while thinking they are worshipping one thing, they are tricked into accepting fear as a way of life. They begin to “HAARP” out the energies required to feed a never-ending perpetual cycle.
Like seeks like, as above, so below, water then seeks its own level.
I have had a hard time saying God. I know people who can’t say God. I know one person who doesn’t like to “cap” God, he chooses to mostly write, “god”. I know people who call it the Cosmic Muffin. I have become partial to The Source, My Creator, The Kiss of Breath.
What I DO KNOW, is that God is Love. Pure and simple. No if’s and’s or buts about it. There is no condition on the Love of God, and no reason for me to fear a man in the clouds.
If you think it is OK for organized religion to live like this:
And it’s OK for this to exist together…
Then you need to do some serious soul-searching.
More crazy to follow.
Oh, and for the record…I REFUSE to be afraid of what you are doing in MY name and in God’s name. ANYMORE!