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i like this having internet access, even in transition. it's everywhere, yanno. someday, we will all have chip implants behind our ears, and in order to jump on the 'net all we'll have to do is push our belly button and there we'll be. it makes me think of how many technological advances there's been since i was born, (no, i'm not telling you the year you nosy thing) which in turn makes me feel like my grandmother. not the mean one, the other one that died before i was two.
i remember JFK's assasination.
i remember the first man on the moon.
i remember 8 tracks and thinking they were way cool. *snicker*
i remember platforms and bell bottoms.
i remember not being able to understand why i couldn't play with my mexican friend in california when i was but a wee, wee lass.
i remember getting three TV channels and nothing else.
there's so many things we take for granted. i would just like to say that for today, i am grateful for my transitional internet hookup. it's been too long and i've missed it desperately.
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i do have to mention just one thing about religion while i'm here. i have been knee deep in a group of 7th Day Adventists. (not voluntarily, you understand, it was out of my control) and i have made one observation about groups of Christian people. sometimes, some of them are not very nice.
when i think of Jesus, i think of a guy who hung out with prostitutes, theives, tax collectors and Samaritans. (Samaratans were not "good" ... they were among the scum of society of Jerusalem if you know your history at all.) he just loved the disenfranchised, the dregs of humanity, the people that no one else loved or wanted.
these days, and only speaking from my own observations, most Christian groups are judgemental, unforgiving, narrow minded and just plain mean. how is that behavior justified, i wonder? i don't think i want to know the same Jesus they do. i like the other one, the one i've read about that loved everyone no matter their background, their race, their sexual preference or gender.
that's one of the many reasons organized religion and i walk on different paths. the stench of hypocrisy of organized religion chokes me like the dust from their dirty, rutted road as they walk their righteous walk from this plane of reality onward to heaven where there's no room for people who are not like them.
i figure it this way...i want the hostess from hell job. you know, the one that stands in the doorway and says "Welcome to Hell, please step to your left..." i further figure i'll know a lot of people there and i'll probably like the rest a lot better than the bible thumpers i've seen.
they want to save me. for what? it sounds like they want to put me in a religious ziploc bag. yuck.
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okay, rant over. i feel better now i've gotten that off my chest.
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other than that, everything is copacestic. good things come to those who wait, and i'm closer than i've ever been. this is where the patience is really tested...when you are close enough to taste it...
: )
i remember JFK's assasination.
i remember the first man on the moon.
i remember 8 tracks and thinking they were way cool. *snicker*
i remember platforms and bell bottoms.
i remember not being able to understand why i couldn't play with my mexican friend in california when i was but a wee, wee lass.
i remember getting three TV channels and nothing else.
there's so many things we take for granted. i would just like to say that for today, i am grateful for my transitional internet hookup. it's been too long and i've missed it desperately.
****
i do have to mention just one thing about religion while i'm here. i have been knee deep in a group of 7th Day Adventists. (not voluntarily, you understand, it was out of my control) and i have made one observation about groups of Christian people. sometimes, some of them are not very nice.
when i think of Jesus, i think of a guy who hung out with prostitutes, theives, tax collectors and Samaritans. (Samaratans were not "good" ... they were among the scum of society of Jerusalem if you know your history at all.) he just loved the disenfranchised, the dregs of humanity, the people that no one else loved or wanted.
these days, and only speaking from my own observations, most Christian groups are judgemental, unforgiving, narrow minded and just plain mean. how is that behavior justified, i wonder? i don't think i want to know the same Jesus they do. i like the other one, the one i've read about that loved everyone no matter their background, their race, their sexual preference or gender.
that's one of the many reasons organized religion and i walk on different paths. the stench of hypocrisy of organized religion chokes me like the dust from their dirty, rutted road as they walk their righteous walk from this plane of reality onward to heaven where there's no room for people who are not like them.
i figure it this way...i want the hostess from hell job. you know, the one that stands in the doorway and says "Welcome to Hell, please step to your left..." i further figure i'll know a lot of people there and i'll probably like the rest a lot better than the bible thumpers i've seen.
they want to save me. for what? it sounds like they want to put me in a religious ziploc bag. yuck.
****
okay, rant over. i feel better now i've gotten that off my chest.
****
other than that, everything is copacestic. good things come to those who wait, and i'm closer than i've ever been. this is where the patience is really tested...when you are close enough to taste it...
: )
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