A world without war? A world without peace? What is this dream? The American Dream? It is, and shall always be, a world of the Free. For without War, there’d be no struggle for survival, no advancement of Humanity, for all our advances come from the age old problem of, “how do we survive in this struggle with life?”
To me, the American Dream, is an individualized dream, a personalized dream, where everyone has the ability to choose, and live their own life. A life without sin, a life without grief, a life without a dominating authority, a life of choice. A life, where all are free to make their own decisions, and a life where they must, and are likely to pay for those decisions.
In some sense, a euphoric trip in “heaven” would be bliss, but also hell, for we were, and still are “fallen”. We were made by a benevolent god, but what was the cause? His amusement? What about ours? Aren’t we entitled to our own choice of whom, and what to follow and believe? Why should you, or I have to answer to a figure that made us solely for his, or her amusement?
It’d be no different than building, and making a pleasure bot for ours. A forced sex slave. Why? How is that ethical? Is it even sane? I’d say no. We need Sin in this world, and we need Death, for it builds and strengthens our character.
We are humble, and we are proud, but not of ourselves, but of our world, and the work we can, and shall accomplish. American Exceptionalism is this, a sense of Freedom, and Liberty, a sense of Justice for All, as far as man can provide. This is what Life entails, a chance to fail or succeed. The choice is entirely yours, and it is mine as well. There are so many options to take in life, and so little roads to follow sometimes. We are often corralled into paths, and options that we had no say over.
From the guilds of Europe, to Parental family lines, and trades. There is simply no choice. We can’t choose our parents, nor can we choose our family. We can choose our friends, and our acquaintances. We CAN, and Shall choose who, and what we are. There is simply no other Option. For if that weren’t true, why would we be here in the first place?
There’d be no reason, this is something I refuse to believe. If Sin is a world out of touch with God, I have been there, and I don’t know why. It wasn’t my choice, I have been condemned, and judged harshly, but like Job. I had no other choice. I feel like I have been forced, and coerced into selling my soul to the Devil of Jesus Christ.
This is something I hate Christianity for. The gall to offer the choice of, our world of Death, or Your Death for our cause. That is something that reeks of Self-Righteous smugness to Heaven. In other words, Pride. And if God is Proud of his (or Her) creation, He (or She) should be accused, and held to the same standard of Satan/Lucifer for his Pride.
I am a “Man”, but that is just a “word”, and Christ brought us “words”, so what? Does that make him the only “redeemer”? I think not, that is why I choose voluntarily to abscond from the Catholic Faith. It is so, …… disgusting. Death, or the Cross. A crucified man upon a stick. How lovely, and brotherly is that? Not very.
If this is a religious rant, than I’ll be damned, but I have done so already. I lost my faith before it was formed. I have always been in the Dark Night of the Soul. I was a melancholic (according to their seasonal dogma) that was raised in a house that contained a Vietnam Era Vet.
If anyone knows the true Evils of War. It is them, a war in which two drastically different cultures clashed. The East, of the Orient, is a whole different world in every aspect from the Western Culture of Rome. Rome proselytizes, the Orient does not. This is, and was probably why so much killing has happened the past few decades within this past century. This has been an era of Death.
Is this simply because of a corrupt god? A god that has no good Faith? I don’t know. God is a mystery. Fine, but don’t drag those into your faith, and then withhold their freedoms, and rights to know to a limited few. The Blind leading the Blind, and in the World of the Blind, The One-Eyed Man is King, right? Does this imply that the Catholic God only has one eye? That he is half blind?
If so, then that is a wounded, and dying god, but like the movie, “Passion of Christ”, which I have not seen! I must re-learn love, which I heard from one of the songs within the soundtrack I picked up from a “grey-market” (an un-official location). Does that mean that I bought a Sin? That by buying an item from such a location, I have committed a crime against GOD? Then Why does anything exist?
I fell out of the paradigm in Elementary, more than likely 5th grade. I can’t remember the full details as to why, or how. It just happened. It was an accident, but everything happens for a purpose. If so, then why does a god need to Kill his own Damn Son? Did the Son, step out of “Line” one too many times? You know, “come here boy…it’s time to get disciplined!….*(SMACK)*”. If so, that is inhumane, and sadistic.
And yet, I have to admire the very strength it too Jesus to Live, and suffer. I can’t justify his story in any sense, and I don’t know what sort of rationale I would need. Although, GOD is not supposed to be “explained”….then why Job? What was his problem?
Apparently, it was a wager, and that was it. I wagered my Soul, a concept I feel I may have been coerced into believing since I was baptized as a child before the Age of Reason. Am I a Sinner? I don’t think so, I don’t feel “Evil”, and I don’t act like the “Devil”. I just don’t get this. This Moral Absolutism, and yet….I don’t get “Moral Relativism” either.
Thus what am I? This is what this blog is about. This is what my Life is going to be about. I have made my decisions, and I’m perfectly willing to suffer, and Die for my Faith as Jesus did for his.
And yet, this is not necessary. I’ve already embraced my impeding demise, and I feel like I’ve been dodging Death since the Day of My Birth. I was born with a stomach infection. That was it. Apparently that was enough to render me extremely depressed, and to a life sentence of Doom.
Therefore, I feel this Dream needs a new tune. A tune in which people have Choice, and an ability to choose. If they must suffer for their faith, so be it.
If one really cares, I wagered, and made a Faustian Pact/Contract with the Devil for the Culture/Soul of Humanity. IF I were to go, so would he, and God…., perhaps. That act was entirely voluntarily, and made freely in part under duress. To which I argued relentlessly, and constantly while still under duress about the unethical bind I was put in, and through.
If God wants my soul, he may have it. If the Devil takes it, God Damn Him which he already has. To me, I merely wanted to live a peaceful, and humble life. One where I could be an Artist, and a Sculptor. That dream died, for a bit. I have become a Chemist, and possibly a “Polymath” (debate pending). This is my time, as it is yours.
If I were to “Win this wager”, and to be in “charge” of Humanity. The sole wish I would have would be for to Humanity to perpetuate, and thrive. To live long, and prosper. To be Fruitful, and Multiply. As per my life decisions, and personal beliefs, I would knowingly grant, and return every item that “Humanity” created, and that I “won”. To their Proper creators, and owners.
This notion of a “Demiurge”, is Fubar. A creator should be able to create what they want to create, peacefully, and with the help of their chosen deity and/or profession.
There are Professionals in War, they keep us safe. There are Professionals in Peace, they keep us Safe. There are Professionals in Life, and they keep us alive…..this can be said about everyone under the Sun.
To me, the first profession, and Job was Defender, and Lover…if not Creator. Enjoy Life, but in Moderation. As per the Golden Mean.