What Do I Believe In?

March 12th, 2009

Its kinda complex…though simple. I am always asked the question, “what is your religion?” I usually can’t answer, and before the silence gets awkward, I say, “Catholic, yea I’m Roman Catholic.” Truth is, I’ve never read the bible, probably never will, and I couldn’t even tell you what I believe in, except that, our lord is god, and Jesus is his savior, or messenger, or maybe bagboy. Then the whole conversation starts and, depending on if they are Christian or not, and if they are, what sect, they will rampage about either how our ideas are the greatest or how the system is faulty. Mom always said, Politics and Religion are the two most dangerous topics.

Which, in a sense is true because people at one time, did not fight for land or glory, they fought for god. I remember from my history studies about the Crusades, battles that were createdto take back the holy land. The Crusaders were ruthless after they claimed land in the Middle East, in the name of god. They slaughtered thousands of innocents, just cause they were thought to be heathens. If you look closely at the Muslim peoples, they always tolerated Christians because we were people of the book. They had the Quar’an, we have the Bible. Now everyone has differing opinions, but when they are as severe as how the world was made, they are prepared to die with the thought. Christianity, in my opinion, harbors the most thick-skulled people I’ve seen, most who will not open their eyes to other thoughts, or even consider them, not saying they should. Still though, Christianity has one of the largest amount different sects, just going down the list:

  • Roman Catholicism
  • Orthodox
  • Puritan
  • Protestant
  • Lutheran
  • Those Polygamists
  • And the people who look like they came off the Mayflower…

There are a LOT more than that, and they all have little fun gimmicks that make ‘em different, I bet one believes poker night is Friday. Regardless, it is still mind boggling how quarrelsome these critters are. I believe in Ireland there are suicide bombers between to sects just because of divorce issues.

Still though it is all very confusing. Why do we place all these laws and restrictions in place when religion is about god, or your god-like equivalent(s). If whoever he is placed us here I think it would be to enjoy the world, not torment myself with laws.

Now your asking, “Well if no religion is good enough for you G-dog, then what do you believe in?” Well, I believe we evolved, yes I know about the fact we could have been mudfish, but see it as we are the only species on the planet to get this far, lets give ourselves a pat on the back. I also believe that we are, no, all living things are connected to a higher source. Another thing, apparently there are angels, which are in most religions, if you look for key words, they help the wayward soul. I don’t agree, instead I believe there is only one who can get you out of the mess you dug yourself into, yup, yourself.

Geordans’ Thoughts – All in all, we are all connected somehow no matter our belief, and we are the creators of our fate.

Road Rash

January 27th, 2009

This weekend I had the opportunity to go along with the Bracci family, neighbors on my street, for a wonderful Sunday ride on one of the community trails. Saying yes I ran home, threw on a cap, packed some water, got my bike, and started riding up to the house my neighbors, thrilled. After getting my bike packed, and buckling myself in I noticed some of my co-bikers. Devon Bracci and his friend Caleb tagged along for the ride as did Christopher Bracci. Finally reaching the destination I got on my bike and started to dash around going super fast. After three miles of riding, and attempting to race Devon’s friend Caleb, we approach this huge overpass. Chris was ahead on the bridge and stopped. As I passed he told me we were going back. Getting an idea, I waited for my path to be clear. Mounting my bike I start riding. Now I started to go down the slope of the overpass, increasing in speed, I finally hit the bottom and did a victory sign with my arm, making a fist stretching it out and pulling it back in. Unfortuanatly I forgot that I was going super fast and my left arm isn’t my lead arm. So my bike gets tipped off balance and the weight of the bike plus me is sent to the ground. Instict kicks in and I try to brake with my foot, not my actual brakes. Now my foot is twisted under my wheel and my hands and knees are scraping along the roa d at full speed. Finally I stop. Looking at my hands, which now look like a small dog started eating them, and my knees, which are now bloodied due to high velocity scraping, I remember my father telling me to watch out for myself and to not get hurt. Now I have to ride three miles back before I can apply any sort of crude first aid. Luckily Mr. Bracci had brought some water and I used it clean my wounds. Just goes to show, disaster can happan in a blink of an eye.

Geordans’ Thoughts – Treat everyday like it is the last, say good bye to that person and really mean it because it could be the last time they see you, or the last time you see them. Enjoy every part of life that day because you could get into that car accident, or have a plane crash, or even have a biking accident. Live each day like the last.

Newspaper Article – Jacob Hoyer

January 17th, 2009

Today I was reading, a newspaper in a local library, and I noticed this article by Jacob Hoyer, titled “Pour your energy into living instead of avoiding death”. He talked about his adventure to Africa and stated that things move much slower over there, stating,”If someone says he will pick you up at 9 o’clock it actually means you will see him between 10 and 11″. He was also amased that the children had never seen a person of his color before. The main thing that caught my eye, though, was when Jacob noticed that men were selling coffins on the side of the street. Mr. Hoyer was also invited to a funeral in which village patriarch had passed away. Jacob goes on to say that death seems to be a commonplace in Africa, and how differently we would live if death was considered a part of life…

Geordan’s Thoughts – Life doesn’t just mean to live…it also means to die. Life is balanced in this aspect completing a cycle. Most people  try to “run away” from death by making themselves look younger, diets, hair dyes, and injections. I feel that Jacob Hoyer’s article is very powerful in the aspect that one should just enjoy life and the many phases that one encounters.