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May 12, 2017
May 12, 2017 at 12:16 PM UTC
I grew up in a home
where words like "atheist" and "agnostic",
if uttered, were shoved under rugs
or place mats or quilt-work sentiments reading
"God Bless This Home"
And so I too, would hide from those who hid
from God.
But then amongst the distaste and disregard of things
less than God,
I Became An Evangelist!
Ah, yes!
Because whose soul doesn't want to be saved
by a thirteen year old with a clever Christian
saying on his shirt that's a size too small?
But not only that, no.
I dragged my friends along with me.
We were, in fact, a regular children's crusade.
But I was a little bigot.
I pushed away those who
pushed away God,
shocked at the thought
that anyone could not believe
in what now seems
completely
unbelievable.
I even scorned the science teacher
who had the audacity to introduce
the evil of evolution.
I was on fire.
But then the Devil himself
put Kurt Vonnegut on my lap.
Yes, I accredit my loss of faith
to a crazy science fiction writer.
At least, he pushed the first domino.
And my God, I was afraid.
Afraid of feelings of distance
Afraid of questions that never seemed
to have an answer.
Afraid I was losing myself.
I struggled with the traditional questions, of course:
Why would a benevolent God send good people
to hell for not believing? Is he that insecure?
If he is omnipotent, wouldn't he know what
he was getting into when he created such sinful
little *****
Why should we be indicted simply because we
were born?
How does He expect me to give Him my entire life?
Fast forward about four years.
I'm eating lunch with my oldest sister,
a philosophy major, no less.
She tells me how she experienced almost
the exact same thing I did.
And after an inward struggle of four years, finally I had the courage to admit my Agnosticism to myself.
I simply did not know.
How could I?
But now I'm left to deal with my friends,
and most of all my mother.
I should not feel guilty for my beliefs, or lack thereof.
I am an agnostic.
I am a humanist.
I am on fire.
Sep 16, 2014
Sep 16, 2014 at 7:42 PM UTC
I am in cold. I watch that garish ward brimming with false light. Bleached air from his lips touching hers. He hides in her mane, sterile and alone. Why is it so hard, such an insurmountable task for you to see how I lather my face with paint each day just to smile at you?
My face, my heart, my mind not a blank canvas that I hide with these diluted pastels but a deep, rich chorus of colors and oils that were never meant to be hidden. But the ward will never know.
There are thoughts and opinions rolling like a torrent behind this mask I call a face. This world was against me from day one, don’t you dare say I’ve given way to cynicism. Nor optimism, pessimism, or God-forsaken realism. Can't I think the earth is beautiful, God is good, I am right, and people are wrong without someone putting an -ism behind me? Of course not. That's narcissism. Egoism. Egalitarianism.
It is what I unknowingly wrote across my mask. But I never chose to attend this outdated ball, masquerades are cliched. Pure romanticism...surrealism, the kin of commercialism whose visage is a polychromatic wheel of logotypes that you just have to know en masse.
What if I stop believing that compassion Himself can hate me? No, no that's atheism. Agnosticism. And if I'm better than someone because He said so then that is monotheism in all it's delicate flavors.
Can't I breathe alone in a quiet corner? Isolationism. Can't I want to simply be a follower, and think about life, literature, and art? Incomprehensible, that would be totalitarianism, absolutism, authoritarianism. What if I want to give God all the power He gave us, and watch the world change? Fascism. Revolutionism. Extremism, because releasing the wheel is extremism. Existentialism.
And what if I choose to remove the mask, break the levees, release the floodgates, my thoughts and opinions, never watch my tongue, and speak the world as it is: A capital M-madman's schism of logic and faith. As it has always been, and always will be. I will always be in love with the counterfeit ward. And yes, there's a label for that: Catastrophism.
So I watch Beauty and his Beast touching in fluorescence. Bleached breath, save for the smoke of his lungs in hers. Sterile and alone; I am in cold, and cold hurts me.
Mar 4, 2012
Mar 4, 2012 at 3:15 AM UTC
One well versed enough in Philosophy
"knows" that nothing is ever quite true.
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 2:36 AM UTC
in the sky, I don’t see him, the Big Guy,
the “G” man, but I found someone who did,
posing the query, “What is God?”
he answered his own question
with twenty words, plus one--no mention of the sun,
the stars, or how HE ignited the Big Bang
but many
wispy words about love, glory
justice and joy
I can't claim to comprehend you,
wedded to agnosticism I seem to be
though I truly would like to see:
something behind the
sunken eyes, bloated bellies of babies
covered with impatient flies
something in the blood trails
of San Bernardino, Paris, Beirut
Khe Sanh, Iwo Jima, the Marne
Antietam, ad infinitum
who can read those red riddles
and help me understand--maybe more
than 21 words are required
though I am hardly inspired
when the words to describe HIM/HER/IT
don’t mention milk except as human kindness
or do nothing to explain our blissful blindness
to blood dripping from stakes driven
so long after Calvary’s crosses
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 8:44 PM UTC
I accept atheism, agnosticism,
Transmigration, reincarnation,
Obliteration and nothingness.
These beliefs include all religions,
Yes, Voodoo, Satanism, Witchcraft,
Judaism, Christianity, Muslim, Hindu,
Shintoism, and Buddhism
(even Scientology).
Some sects aren't polite.
I won't mention the one that rhymes with:
Vileness, truthless, bias, noxious, menace,
Hubris, vicious, **** prejudice, malice,
Callous, darkness, heinous, carcass or badness.
I might lose my head, or something.
But all the others,
They're based on humanitarianism,
And isn't that what it's all about?
Us,
Not them.
May 14, 2016
May 14, 2016 at 3:07 PM UTC
Alas! The fleeting years glide on.
Eheu fugaces labuntar anni
So it goes, an old poet
rose, to tell the story of
the beast and the decaying glass rose,
petals falling softly cracking into broken
glass.
When you look at someone through rose tinted glasses, all the the red flags just look like flags.
raise a generation on Eminem and Cobain
then
scratch your head wondering where all us grown boys
went a little insane
from Timberlake to Bieber
Brittany to Miley
what's really changed?
anything
but our age?
a president named Bush went to war on terror
in the the middle-east,
ten years later his son does the same thing.
again I ask,
what's even changed
but
our age?
The ****** scandals begun by our ******* president
continue today under an eponymous tabloid cover
called Kardashian.
exploitation the name of the game,
everything is done for us,
especially our thinking.
less scarily,
our cooking.
there has never not been an "us vs. them"
mentality in human history.
we are cultured cannibals, tribesmen who have outgrown
our britches.
****** and racial liberation continues against
****** and racial tension
*** is cheap
drugs are cheaper
morals are depleted
agnosticism the happy sedated norm
nobody expects a revival but the saved themselves, the born
again.
well do I even wish to be born again into a life as this?
If I have learned anything thus far from life's teachings:
One is nothing and everything
Nowhere and everywhere
spirits abound where you least expect them
There is no zero and no infinity
Watch a fire burn and you will know this truth
Alas! The fleeting years glide on.
Eheu fugaces labuntar anni
Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 2:37 PM UTC
Remember it always, The Bhagwad Gita already prescribed these four broad methods of worship:
1. Idolworshipping: Simple and sweet. Easy to decorate, imagine and connect with the PäräBrähmä. It promotes arts and literature.
2. Non-idolworshipping: These forms of worship don't require any stone or materialistic idols to connect with PäräBrähmä. It's also very easy to misinterpret.
3. Agnosticism: Here people are not concerned about PäräBrähmä as such but their refuting the existence of Brähmā is making them Hïnđūs.
4. Atheism: These people are fed up with the popular concept of PäräBrähmä because there's no point that they can see is favourable for them.
In Bhāgwäđ Gītā, Präbhü Śrī Kṛṣṇä lays down a very simple explanation of how all of the above ultimately lead to The PäräBrähmä.
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Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 3:20 AM UTC
Many are not able to grasp it.
Your love I mean.
What with all *the pain,
Afflictions,
Wars,
Hatred,
Religions,
and the like*.
Try as they may to grasp it just to slip from their fingertips.
Your love I mean.
Without *the logic,
the sense,
the proof,
the evidence,
the tangible,
or something physically palpable*.
Oh sure I have sang about it,
Perhaps preached about it,
Even scolded others about ignoring it.
Your love I mean.
Perhaps this makes me *a hypocrite,
a bigot,
an ignorant,
a self-righteous,
maybe even preachy,
or a holier-than-thou type*.
If I cannot fully grasp it, how can I share it?
What is true for many is not true for others.
Your love I mean.
What with *the studies,
the science,
the confusion,
the politics,
the agnosticism and atheism,
and the overall misunderstanding*.
Few truly grasp it enough to sincerely share.
Oh to be adjoined to the martyrs because of it though!
Your love I mean!
To *perish,
Lay down one's life,
Give up the ghost,
Enter the glory,
Cross the great divide*,
and join the angels.
In this was it made graspable though,
Your love I mean,
Through *the Godsent,
the Son,
the Lamb,
the Prince of Peace,
the Counselor,
and the Wonderful*!
Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
There’s something just so odd about
always balancing on the fence over God
whatever that is
one morning you’re eating your breakfast next to him
and when your coffee gets cold, you go to refresh it
returning to an empty chair in the kitchen
despite checking the closet and under the bed
driveway empty, he disappears without a trace.
I shrug and I go back to my monotonous day
it never made a difference to me in the first place
smashing my moral compass into the bowl
and stepping on the eggshells
there’s something just so strange about
always being so apathetic about the afterlife
one day I’m staring at my own creation in the face
the next I’m jotting down my signature on a check to the nearest
*** store, florescent green lights against the pavement
*********** and live chat rooms
and I wonder if something is watching me
peering constantly over my shoulder
nodding his head in disappointment as I crumple up the receipt
stepping out my burning cigarette **** on the concrete
flickering parking lot lights
Angels spreading their wings
Angels spreading their legs
there’s something just so dreadful
this self-indulgent craving to feel loved by something
twiddling your thumbs at the dentist’s office
the clawing from inside your skull
daydreaming the stains on the carpet into animals like clouds
smile and nod to the receptionist
listlessly discussing the weather
slitting the throat of each arising thought
every last insatiable woe, your vexations left behind
a shell of emotions asphyxiated and blue
bleeding out on the waiting room floor
achieving peace means to destroy what kills you
Isn’t that how He always did it?
there’s something just so pathetic
seeking to blame a deity for being this way
i did not forge my own existence,
but I place the pieces of myself back together every night
that was never anyone’s responsibility but my own
the ego’s entitlement to believing an omnipotent being
owes me some sort of answer
selfish enough to just not want to face that bitter lonesomeness
the emptiness, the void, oblivion
being too much of a ******* coward to face it all alone
greedy little ape, just hungry for any answers
I just want my hand to be held
i’m so terrified to be human
but aren’t we all
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 7:47 PM UTC
-
The icon above is now
officially a WORD.
It actually made "Word of the Year".
IN OXFORD.
I'm glad.
It exactly expresses my feelings right now.
I was laden with burdens.
I mentally pictured them placed,
like the cross, upon Jesus' shoulders.
**THEY ARE GONE!**
I prayed with my former pastor
the other day. He prayed i would have a
New song in my heart.
*IT'S THERE*.
I can feel it!
I must go off site and get it down.
I will be back soon.
I just want you to know there IS JOY
IN THIS LIFE! It belongs to God.
Joy unspeakable and full of GLORY!
Please go to the site search engine.
Type in "Salvation Story by SoulSurvivor".
Click on "poems". There are only a few.
This is the reason for the
hope within me.
There ARE other paths.
I have tried them ALL.
I AM NOT TELLING UNTRUTH.
Atheism
Agnosticism
Transcendental Meditation
Self Realization Fellowship
Buddhism
A smattering of Hinduism
Tao
Scientology
New Age Christianity
Native "American" folkloric Shamanism
(I bought fetishes and one
is still kept by my father)
Alcoholics Anonymous God Faith
NOTHING WORKED
OVER THE LONG HAUL.
Only faith in Jesus Christ saved me.
LITERALLY.
I seldom get up on my soapbox about this.
But, folks, what I found is REAL...
If you wish to ask me more
You may reach me
via the site message system.
I'm only writing this because
I truly love you ALL.
I SEE SO MANY STRUGGLING!
Maybe, just maybe, this is
the answer.
For YOU.
P E A C E (out).
♡ Cathy
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 2:37 PM UTC
We are all our own God
And that is why we
Choose to not assign ourselves
To any one religion
Our bodies are our temples
Intended to reconnect us
With our innermost pure self
And most of us treat them like ****
We are all perfect
We just need to remember
How to better reflect
Our holiness
As of this moment I swear
To love myself fearlessly
To eat healthier
To breathe deeper
To think kinder
To drink safer
To be authentic
I swear to treat myself
As though I am God
And I swear to respect everyone
As though they were God too
Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 7:43 PM UTC
Come, sit down beside me, and do tell,
Is a book on Agnosticism non-fiction, as well?
Let's choose a book of literary spells,
Let's go to the library to dwell,
Let's spread the word of literacy,
Billions of people need to read,
Thoughts, ideas and opinions for free,
Would you classify --isms as fiction?
Is a book of Agnosticism non-fiction?
Is Atheism a true creed?
Fabulous negativity, Kafkas, prithee,
Come sit down beside me, let's read.
Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 4:24 AM UTC
Psyche soaking wet with devout atheism,
this lifetime skeptic now tenuously
linkedin with Unitarianism
attests, said upbringing proffered,
mine credo, gestalt,
leitmotif, sans abstractionism
eludes elucidation, delineation, clarification...
some readers might
dismiss as absurdism
defying established dogma fixed absolutism
millenniums, would be hashtagged heretical,
and such cavalier blithe
apostasy, declared alarmism,
now - twenty first century
extant accursed as alcoholism
within various non
Western statecraft enclaves,
barely tolerating agnosticism
no fool to *********
proclamations antithetical opinionism
where condemnation to death
(I obediently, humbly, and gladly accept)
inadequate punishment,
cited on par relegated to alienism,
amoralism, antiestablishmentarianism...
never does this anachronism
loosely cabled with pioneerism,
(when ****** forests bedecked America),
a veritable wilderness, necessitated
quintessential self survivalism
knowhow long since forgot,
which dependence on consumerism
finds yours truly afflicted against capitalism
commercialism, conformism, cultism et cetera
more aligned with reliance on individualism
nearly an extinct species,
where anti materialism
betrays, cavils, and discourages ecocentrism,
versus profit motive maximization,
though of late environmental dynamism
aggressive representative thank you
Greta Ernman Thunberg regarding criticism,
nee opprobrious global ecological terrorism
mandating staunch defeatism
as stave bulwark
against criminal determinism
to wreak irrevocable traitorous dogmatism
predicated on tenets of egocentrism
brewed, steeped, and
galvanized in exceptionalism
of **** sapiens and expansionism
exclusive to said primate
that requires serious assessment,
asper bracketing craven
doctrinairism edified fundamentalism
granting humans unfettered expansionism!
Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 3:52 PM UTC
The spiritual ladder is somewhat the same for everyone
"Archaic" beginnings as the spirit takes growth
Into "Magical" beliefs that fill our hearts
With Utopian reprieve
Yet the "Mythical" awaits like a principal in the next room
Wielding the Bible Belt of fundamental values
And if we were truly blessed we reach for
"Rationality" the next rung
On the ladder of spiritual evolution
This is the kicker:
Rationality leads to Agnosticism
And Atheism
But have no fear
For if you truly have the gift
The next rung will soothe your
Wayward soul
"Mysticism"
This is where you will find the masters
The Shamans
And yes, some Saints
Those who are known to live in the higher states
States of Enlightenment
The realization of Oneness
It is locked inside of each and everyone of us
It rears its presence in spiritual spikes
On the lower rung of the
Ladder Of Spiritual Evolution
So in conclusion
Only those of the higher rungs
Are the ones that we can't understand
We are not there yet
Or at least I'm not
Not this time around anyways...
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 8:27 AM UTC
Light.
Shining Light..
Where Light Shines...
Eyes, Face, Features
Morph the form
Centred where?
Matter can't tell.
A Blind Watchmaker
Can't write
With unguided hand
Light; Maker
Ancient problems
Exist still.
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 8:01 AM UTC
White; the enemy of individuality.
Sensitive to stain;
So glares any impurity.
The cause of light’s disdain.
A mount of perfection,
For all the unwanted,
Baring intolerable rejection;
Their impurities are vaunted.
Grey; the melancholy shade.
Permanently on the fence.
Sullenness being made.
Prosaicness from whence.
Agnosticism of colour.
No conviction for what it reflects.
With a deficit of vigour.
The reflection of all that detracts.
Black; the absorption of all,
The greed of light.
An entire life’s pall.
The enemy of white.
The face of the deep
The end of all things.
Light’s filcher to reap,
Before any beginnings.
Dec 31, 2016
Dec 31, 2016 at 4:28 PM UTC
the troubling thing about the existence of god
is that there's no direct proof
but there's definitely something that keeps us alive
or more precisely motivated
when i look back at the interesting life that i've trod
and feel damaged and aloof
i want to believe that i managed to survive
but it's so much more complicated
beauty in complexity
is all there needs to be
distracted by futility
i'll never get to see
trapped in the complicity
of me
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 3:05 PM UTC