Just a quick one…
Religion. So most of the people I know see it as a joke. Some people I know like to ram their atheism down my throat. That’s ok, you have every right to be a hypocrite. We’re not perfect.
But understand this: I am Catholic, I might not practice actively but I respect my beliefs and those of the people around me. I live in quiet respect of every denomination of Christianity and other religions and I keep it like that. Everyone should do the same. Respect the fact that people do find solace and peace by going to church, temple etc. And that not everyone goes because they have blind faith. They go because of community, because they have a place to be. They go for more than just the worship of God or many Gods.
It has been a long time since I have had a community to belong to, not since the convent in London, and not since I was a Vincentian Volunteer. One day though I’ll have that community back and I’ll welcome it. Until then I’ll worship God in any way I can and I’ll still read and enjoy scientific theory, I’ll still enjoy watching programmes narrated by David Attenborough and I’ll still study the sciences in my spare time. I’ll still smile and bite my tongue every time some self proclaimed atheist does the one thing he or she complains my community keeps doing. Believe it or not you can preach atheism and yes, it does get tiring.
All I ask is respect in return, do not belittle my community, and do not tar me with the same brush as the actual trouble makers. Do not assume I am narrow-minded and unwilling to accept points of view because I wear religious medals and have a crucifix on my wall.
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Fly by thoughts and summary
“Stop buying things you don’t need, to impress people you don’t like.”
Which is something a lot of people could do with taking to mind. Including me. This could be used in a variety of different ways as well. Stop comparing yourself to people you’ll never be. Stop changing yourself to become what you don’t like. And so on. Another thing that comes to mind as well is to stop complaining about one thing and then ask people to help you become that thing. Hypocrisy in one way I guess. Never mind. Moving on.
I’ve had a glorious week off work. I go back tomorrow and I already have a headache thinking about it. I’ve celebrated my birthday, played lots of Warcraft and spent a little too much money. Which I should be saving. I also went to the Tullamore Agricultural Show today and that was a blast. My legs ache though but I feel better for seeing the show’s best boiled potatoes.
In the writing world I have a synopsis for my idea coming a long fabulously and I aim to have that completed soon. When that’s done I’ll beef it out. The main thing here is I know what I’m writing about finally. All these characters have a job to do and a place to go. And I cannot wait to write about them either, some of the characters are going to be so much fun fleshing out.
One final thought though. Something that struck me this evening that has left me feeling a little disappointed. Forgiveness. At what point does someone go from a good person to a walkover? Or from friendly to being used? What one thing has to happen to then realise that forgiving that action just isn’t OK? I screw myself over the stupidest of things but I guess I stand my ground on some. I’ve not been forgiven for some stuff I’ve done. And when actions far worse than those I’ve done get forgiven it messes with me a little bit.
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All About Eve
As anyone near me knows I’m reading this fantastic book. And in chapter 17 the author “steals” an idea from writer and rock star Jennifer Blowdryer for the next part of the book. And it was something that made me laugh out loud and want to tell everyone about the time I knew an Eve…
“At some point in your trendy life, somebody will want to be you. Perhaps their youth was not tortured enough, or they were tortured in the wrong way, and they are not enjoying your modest success, these people will compliment you winningly, and that will progress quickly to shadowing you. It’s kind of nice to have a flattering little shadow around, isn’t it? But watch out. It’s not just that they want to become you, but that they don’t want there to be a you any more…”
It hit home and made me smile, I had thought that it was just me maybe, or indeed I was imagining what was happening to me. First of all I am not trendy- I certainly don’t go around living life as an intentional hipster. I have bright red hair, wear CAT boots or Doc Marten’s and Superdry while I mess around on my iPad, if anything (in the world of stereotypes) it makes me kinda douchey. And that’s only when I put the effort in.
But still, this Eve happened.
I didn’t notice at first but it did become clear, I certainly don’t have any inkling of success in my life so as the quote said it certainly wasn’t a traditional Eve I was dealing with. It was flattering to begin with but then got very, very annoying. I felt like a child back in school that wanted to stomp her foot and shout “stop copying me!”
It’s kind of sad that people can’t carve out their own niche in this day and age. Certainly, no one is an individual any more thanks to branding and mass marketing but you can still be your own person. Rather than a hybrid of several people around you with loads of pointless accessories just so you can fit in with a group you were never really left out of in the first place. Longest run on sentence ever. And by pulling an Eve stunt you’re just alienating yourself. Or at least in a normal world you’d alienate yourself. I have since found out that I’m not quite living in a normal world at the moment…
I’ve also found a sub-culture of Eve’s too. Ones that try too hard to be unique. They do something drastic like have a hair cut and then never, ever maintain the style again. Or they dye their hair but don’t think through the process of picking a colour that suits them. Or start trying to become unique by fabricating an illness or addiction that doesn’t exist. I’ve dealt with one of those before, it left me and a few other people scratching our heads wondering why this person thought she had that particular ailment when she didn’t. She was surrounded by people who did have it and of all of us she was the only one who felt like she had to talk about it.
It goes from an extreme of people who exhibit these symptoms who are just attention seeking Eve’s right down to the people that have these symptoms who genuinely have something wrong with them. It’s just hard to tell the difference and I’m generally harsh to both of them.
Because I have the subtlety of a brick.
And I don’t care because it works.
It’s at this point the line between Mary-Sue and Eve blends a bit.
Accept that you’re frumpy, your legs are too short, your calves are too thick to wear boots, that you wear glasses, that you can’t sing, you have ugly hands, your elbows are saggy, etc. Work on the parts of you that are awesome. Write a list if you have to and then pimp that list out making sure everyone knows how awesome you are.
Bottom line is no one cares about your failings until you make an issue of it, then you just bring yourself down.
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