it gets better is a promise – not just a project

Ignorance and Knowledge

Religion is an opinion.

Naturalism is an understanding of history, biology and other sciences as well as understanding people and many areas of educational study.

Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one.

But when you study and educate yourself or have work experience in a specific field, you become a Subject Matter Expert – and your opinion is not a guess or something that is emotionally satisifying or comforting – often it is recognizing that there is nothing comforting in the understanding of the subject matter.

a working professional expert has studied and worked in the subject area.

this is why TV weather people – who are television performers and not scientists or even subject matter experts – do not understand that weather is a local condition while Climate is a global trending over mass regions.

uneducated opinion is not as valid or meaningful or significant as actual education and knowledge.

it is not enough to say “I am religious and that’s all I need to understand”

because religion is one small part of the human experience and it’s only because religion is a means by which wealth is concentrated in the hand of a few powerful people that religion has interesected with history, literature, arts and all aspect of human life.

because we give it that power and money and attention for all the wrong reasons.

understanding history is to understand that religion is not enlightment or the betterment of the masses.

religion is oppressive and is spread by the word or the sword.

it is intolerant to new ideas and people who are not in compliance.

religion is in the truest and most clinical sense of the words, mentally unhealthy and delusional. divorced from reality, logic, reason and the natural world.

religion is the source of evil and cruelty – because it causes harm to people who are most vulnerable and favors those who have power and wealth.

Occupy your mind and purge the poison that is organized religion.

even the moderates, you too, because you are just cherry picking the other way

and failing to keep the extremists – which are the only true believers of your faith – in check and their numbers and social impact to a minimum.

don’t be intellectually dishonest on top of everything else.

because the truth and reality is the best sanitizer.

witch hunts

spanish inquistion

crusades 1.0 and crusades 2.0 (war on terror)

oppression of civil rights from women voting, slavery, civil right, gay rights

bullying from the pulpit

Vatican Sex Crimes

Canada’s Indian Residential Schools, Jericho School for the Deaf, Mount Cashel Orphage

catholic and religious hospitals refusing abortions or post rape contraceptives

Obsessions with sexual molesting of boys while ignoring that girls are molested in a 7 to 1 ratio – and that most children are molested by a family member or friend – not strangers.

anytime religiously powerful people are put in charge of vulnerable people

they are abused physically mentally and sexually.

if Jesus was real, the earth would be flooded with his tears

what makes anyone think that your god is going to save you and return the earth to the original Garden of Eden factory settings after the obscene carbon footprint of modern industrialized western nations and exploitation of nations not powerful enough to have environmental, labour rights or basic human rights in place?

How Predators and Abusers Operate

Thiests and Athiests vs Fanatics and Athiests

Poem May 29, 2012

I made peace with the abyss the last time.
so we’re pals now. just having a cuppa
but I can’t seem to walk to the light side
and be happy so I remain in limbo
and that is the hardest thing for me
4 years of limbo
4 years of solitary confinement
i want to break free
I need to break out.
there is no freedom in chains
just safety of the boundaries
comfort in a familiar place.

The Terrible Beauty that is Truth and the Painful Truth that is Beauty

Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.

John Keats. 1795–1821

625. Ode on a Grecian Urn

THOU still unravish’d bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of Silence and slow Time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fringed legend haunts about thy shape	5
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?	10
Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter; therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear’d,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave	15
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal—yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!	20
Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearièd,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!	25
For ever warm and still to be enjoy’d,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy’d,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.	30
Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead’st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea-shore,	35
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul, to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e’er return.	40
O Attic shape! fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form! dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!	45
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say’st,
‘Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.’	50