March 31st, 2005
|01:19 pm - From a comment left on jenarael's journal . . .|
I do my best to avoid joking about Christianity, a religion I left a long time ago. It wasn't really like leaving. . . more like a prolonged breakup in which we're still friends, yet unsure how to act around one another. It's kind of uneasy. You know, we still see each other from time to time, I still remember the prayers (kinda like dancing to "our song") and have a lot of respect for Christianity's god (sorta like one has a respect for an ex-girlfriend's cool dad), but it's just mostly awkward.
I don't have a desire to go back, but I don't have a desire to burn the bridges, either. The awkwardness is strangely usual and normal to me. It doesn't bother me, really, it just makes me wonder what might have been.
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "The Wind Cries Mary", -JB
|Date:||March 31st, 2005 07:11 pm (UTC)|| |
What a cool way to put it. It totally fits.
Every so often I make a foray back into a church and leave thinking "nope, doesn't fit" or in your symbolism "oh yea, now I remember why we don't date anymore" lol
Hehe. No matter how many one-night-stands you have with Christianity, you always remember why it didn't work out in the long term?
I get that, really. Although Christianity and me parted on less than good terms and neither me nor it seem to be able to quite leave the relationship alone. To keep with the relationship analogy, its screwed up, but all of my relationships probably are.
Yes, most relationships are pretty screwed up, and I suspect that's not much different from most people's religions. Some leave them when they feel cheated, some leave them when they cheat. Some leave them because there's no communication, some leave because they just aren't trying hard enough. Some leave because the spark isn't there anymore. Some leave because thier church no longer looks sexy in skimpy lingerie.
I'm trying to visualise a church in lingerie, and I just can't. So that sorts out what I shall have to do tomorrow then.
Clearly, you have never been to *our* church...
Oh, you must. I insist. Whenever there's a special day at school that requires what is often referred to as "church clothes," I can barely contain the glee. Should I wear the sparkly evening gown, the peek-a-boo lingerie, the bodice that serves up the mammaries on a platter, or maybe just the furry satyr trousers with the erect phallus attached? Decisions, decisions.
Its all such good stuff. I'd probably just have to go with my demon worshipping gear. But that gets so boring after the first few times.
|Date:||March 31st, 2005 11:24 pm (UTC)|| |
visualising a church in lingerie
Proof that wearing lingerie makes it more difficult to visualise churches.
|Date:||March 31st, 2005 11:26 pm (UTC)|| |
Re: visualising a church in lingerie
And that was a mental image I'm sure no-one needed.
I'm going to be having nightmares tonight!
Re: visualising a church in lingerie
"The Church Wore Lingerie." Sounds like a futuristic detective story to me. Maybe the church has an avatar (kind of like Andromeda) that wears lingerie? Or maybe we're dealing with a shape-shifter who is sometimes a building and sometimes a person.
Ooh, the possibilities are endless...
Often, I am quite happy that I did not get to my religion by leaving another. It leaves me free of the baggage so many people have that gives them this desire to negatively separate themselves from their past. I like how you look at things, it's not for you but you don't tear it apart.
I try very hard not to tear it apart. It doesn't do anyone any good to do that. Kinda like I don't talk negatively about my ex's. Well, there is one that I speak negatively about, but you have to get me started, and I only do that because it's the truth, not really out of malice.
|Date:||March 31st, 2005 08:14 pm (UTC)|| |
I see the christian god more like that dad that bought drinks for all of the kid's parties through high school. You may not really like the kid, or it might be the people who hang out with the kid, but you'd go to the party anyway just to drink.
Haha. Certianly one way to look at it :)
That's a very good analogy. It's an interesting thing, what might have been. I mean, just the other day my CSE professor got me wondering who the hell I would be if I were Jewish or Baptist the other day, and I couldn't even begin to imagine myself as anything other than flat-out heathen. Paganism, beyond a faith, is a way of life, and it becomes a defining characteristic in our perspectives, our actions, or reactions, and our thought processes. As much as we have in common, you have to admit that Christians and Pagans THINK differently; there are entirely different patterns scrawled into our brains. When we look at each other fleetingly, we see sigils that don't make sense.
It's crazy, really, trying to remember me before I was pagan. I was nebulous, I guess. Through paganism I found drive and determination, and a fierce desire to change myself for the better; my "pagan" traits are the ones that keep me happy, or if I am unhappy, that force me to take action towards right. Most pagans, as you know, DO have morals and ethics, and these shape our personalities, too. To not have them would make us utterly different. I mean, even my speech patterns would be different! I would not have many of the same hobbies, most likely, because I would not see the glamour or power in them the same way, and my sets of friends and social circles would be utterly different as well. I would spend my spare time differently, read different literature, react differently to crises and pleasant surprises alike.... crazy, like I said. Anna the Presbyterian. As if!
As far as my relations to the Christian god, I think it's the same way; only we were not that close to begin with because I cheated on him with nature. Ehe, I don't think I ever fully understood that paradigm because it flat-out didn't make sense.
Time to uit rambling, though. DINNER!
You're very right. We'd be very different people. And I can't imagine myself as Chrisitan, either. Though I have been one on occasion in the past, when I was feeling like a bit of fun :)