Archive for November, 2005
Clipped from a posting by wicked_wish
It would seem that irReverent Falwell has ordered his minion on a (dare I use the term) Crusade against those that would not merely speak ill of Xmas, but even those who would chose not to speak of it at all.
- Falwell has put the power of his 24,000-member congregation behind the “Friend or Foe Christmas Campaign,” an effort led by the conservative legal organization Liberty Counsel. The group promises to file suit against anyone who spreads what it sees as misinformation about how Christmas can be celebrated in schools and public spaces.
The 8,000 members of the Christian Educators Association International will be the campaign’s “eyes and ears” in the nation’s public schools. They’ll be reporting to 750 Liberty Counsel lawyers who are ready to pounce if, for example, a teacher is muzzled from leading the third-graders in “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing.”
What blows my mind about this is that he’s commissioned lawyers to take legal action against these people. Now, to put it quite simply, you do not take legal action against someone unless you believe that they have caused you damage/injury and you want to extract those damages from the person.
Now, let’s think about this. While I admit… I am not Christian. I do actually like many of the teachings of Jesus. The one that stands out over most is, “Love thy brother.” See in this world of Gay Bashing, Marriage Protection, Cross Burning… it makes no sense that these behaviors stem from teachings that include, “The Prodigal Son”
Maybe it’s me. Maybe it’s my unholy, uneducated, damned perceptions that don’t afford me the bless-ed eyes to see this man’s holy work. But for everything I’ve come to understand about Jesus and his teachings…I can only see Mr. Falwell as one of the strongest examples of doing everything Jesus taught not to do.
In this season of giving and remembrance… In any season… All we really can ask is that people try to be the best people they can be and let each be their own person.
Happy Holidays.
(Sorry, have to go, it’s a lawyer wanting to talk to me about my misrepresentation of Xmas)
People who know me very well, know that I have difficulty with the term family. To say I am estranged from my blood is an understatement.
Last night, I said good night and fare well forever to a man who led a core of few people in my life who let me know what the term family means.
He brought me so many other words to hide that:
Friend, teacher, mentor, comrade, student, foil, pain in the ass, jester, Pan.
But, he was always there. He did so without trying.
He simply was who he was.
And in my faith, beliefs, and philosophy; that sentence carries more weight than can be measured.
I can’t list all the memories, activities, roles, things that I learned from him. Each one is a single star in the body of Nuit that made up my relationship with him.
I can’t find the right quotation, or lyric, or poetry to express my feelings for who he was, for that is like trying to define the infinite unity of Hadit.
He taught me so much of what I now know and understand in my own philosophy and I’m proud to say that I don’t want to live the life he lived at all.
But I want to live my life with the same zest and love as he did.
The world is slightly colder and knowing I will never hear the sound of you bleating like a satyr again.
The Astral is slightly warmer and more crowded knowing that they will always have leather chaps in your size.
Thank you, Chris.
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Unto Christopher from whose eyes the veil of life hath fallen may there be granted the accomplishment of his true Will; whether he wills absorption in the Infinite, or to be united with his chosen and preferred, or to be in contemplation, or to be at peace, or to achieve the labour and heroism of incarnation on this planet or another, or in any Star, or aught else, unto him may there be granted the accomplishment of his will; yea, the accomplishment of his will.
Version 93102938 of the random questions for random friends here.
no thoughts that haven’t been given.
Love shined supreme.
Io Pan… Pan Pan.
Agape, Blessings, Godspeed.