We All Make Choices

People were created different for a reason.  If they weren't, life would get awfully boring.  Since people are different, those that have little imagination emulate  others that they like or hang around with.  Those that they don't like, they pester, they annoy, they torment, they persecute, they make them feel bad for even being a human being or being alive.  Those that are the victim, either rebel or cower.  If one rebels, then a group begins to form.  Strength in numbers right?  If one doesn't like another, why not just say, "I don't like you", and walk away.  But, NO!  They have to be insistent upon how much they don't like the other person.  They have to be so insistent that they have to create a group following.  The victim feels so insecure, so inadequate, so weak, that the perpetrator feels the need for them to lie prostrate on the ground begging for mercy and even at that sometimes it's not enough.  Just as that little girl in Missouri that liked a neighboring boy.  Because the mother found her to be different, or maybe not good enough for her little boy, she had to torment this little girl to the point of suicide.  What the little girl found fun, releasing her inner most feelings through the use of modern technology like a computer and My Space, became a weapon used against her until the mother received complete satisfaction-suicide by the little girl.  The mother may have been acquitted, but she will never be free of guilt.  She will have to answer to God.  I never paid close attention to the story, sort of like religious followers, "only pay attention to useful verses of the bible", but I'll bet that this mother after tormenting this girl, was in church every Sunday without missing a beat, praising the Lord, and giving great thanks to God, as do most religious hypocrites.  All through the week, they may be the devil, but on Sunday, they are God's greatest angel.


In days long past, people were helpful of one another.  They were considerate of one another.  If they did something wrong, they told you sorry and meant it.  Today, I don't know one person that can bring themselves to say the word sorry because just saying you're sorry is a sheer sign of weakness. People today plot, they contrive, they scheme, of just how they can take something and turn it into a weapon.  Whether it be one's birthday, or some holiday, they conspire just how they can spoil something special to someone they don't like.  What's worse is that if it happened to them in childhood they raise their children to be even more conniving so that what they didn't get to accomplish in their childhood they will accomplish through their children in adulthood.  These people never grow up and bullying never goes away.  It just takes on different forms with newer technologies;  all in the name of God.  And these very people wonder why I resist religion.  Anything can be used the wrong way.  Religion, when used the wrong way becomes the down fall of society.  These people prey on the weak and unfortunate.  The weak and unfortunate don't have the "eyes" to find their way.

In my own humble opinion, in the days when there was no television, cell phones, radio, or even board games as we know them today, no other distractions of the world, men sat down viewing the world as it was.    There also were those that prey upon the weak, that abuse the power they had, and mistreated those that could be intimidated.  These men sat down and wrote morality rules.  To give these rules of morality power, they also gave it a spiritual power from an entity that could not be reached by voice, sight, or written word.  Most likely, to enhance imagination, hashish or peyote, or whatever hallucinogen,  was used during these rituals.  They wrote these words as to how humans should react to one another, amongst one another, and how to love one another.  It is the greatest story ever told and should be read by everyone.  I do not feel it should be memorized so that when prompted, the proper verse can be recited at the proper moment as a weapon against evil.  This story should be taught to children as to how they should treat others, but not indoctrinated.  Within each of us is "god" if we just look for it.  But the lot of us do not.  It is found that there is more fun in sin than in sainthood.  We all make choices in life.  Some of them good.  Some of them bad.  Most probably that is the reason for so many "church goers".  To guide those who are doing evil, away.  Some use church as a basis for promoting their evil by pronouncing it "the word of God".  We all make choices.

Emulation

The act of emulation is to be like the others.  For one to have friends, one has to be like the people they are trying to attract.  Sometimes that can work for you.  Other times that can work against you.  The question that took me sometime to answer was why and try to be like them?  Why not just try to be myself?  If I couldn't attract friends, then I must have been standing in the wrong crowd.  I was standing in the wrong crowd lots of times and for a long time before I realized that I did not have to be entertained by someone.  Of the girls I was trying to attract, they were praising the Lord every other breath, but at the same time, I would find them in the back seat of their boyfriend's car.  They would be doing some heavy praying.  Of the guys that would praise the Lord, they had an agenda and it was between the legs of their girlfriend.  Or, they were off performing some other undesirable act such as my next door neighbor blowing off his friends head with a shot gun.  The Jehovah's Witnesses across the street, they were just off, period.  Even though the husband was religious, he was religiously seeing another woman.  The priests at my church weren't much better.  They were either drunk, putting a meat shot on some parishioner or both.  There was an incident at my church described in The Train Runs No More.  This was at the time of the Jimmy and Tammy Faye Bakker's, Jimmy Swaggert, The Rev. Jesse, and so on and so forth.  There is a whole list of these evangelist's out to "save" us from sin.  All were womanizing, money laundering, extortionists, preaching how we should act, how we should be, and how we should treat others.  All the while, they were caught behind doors, cheating on their wives, with hookers of both genders, and extorting money in the name of GOD.  Because of the sins of the fathers, the children of these same people just manage to keep it quiet.  Slowly, it is evolving once again.  Growing up trying to find my way through this forest of life ahead, I am supposed to emulate these people?  If it doesn't feel comfortable why do it?  Why not just be who you are?