I didn’t want to be pulled out of my dream. I can’t remember what I was dreaming, or if it was a good one or a bad one, but I do know I didn’t want for it to end when a close friend of mine, let’s call her The Professor, called me late this morning. She called to inform me that Blane - not his real name - had canceled on her. They were going out as friends later on, but something got in the way. I don’t want to give too many clues out here because this is the internet and it isn’t private or safe. Which is why I refuse to give out names. Anyway, the situation on Friday left her with smiles - I couldn’t tell, really, because it was a phone call and I didn’t see her face, but her voice sounded happier than ever. I suppose things happen for a reason, but what reason this is, I don’t know. I don’t have faith, nor do I believe in a destiny (well, not one that’s out of your hands), but some things just have to happen in order for you to grow and learn in this life. Why? I don’t know, go consult your beliefs.
After her phone call, which I didn’t answer because I was in the midst of a dream I can no longer recall, I buried my head beneath my pillow. As some of you remember, if you read my last blog, I have sleeping issues. I’ve had them for quite some time, but not as long as Briggie (read the comments section of that blog) has had them. By the way, just as a side not, I really love the advice dished out.
I have no religion. This is my personal choice because I was raised Catholic, and being Catholic, I wound up being depressed 50% of my childhood. I was going to hell for killing a mosquito, so said my CCD teacher. I also didn’t really like the fact that most of the mass, we seemed to glorifying - gorifying? - the death of Christ. The other 50% was spent ogling the Catholic girls. And would it make sense if I said that 10% of that 100% of depression and horn dogging in church, I was a blasphemer? However, what Briggie advised did make sense. Prayer or meditation, and…um…god(?) knows I am capable of both. Because I am agnostic and seeking a way of life that works for me, I have studied most of the religions that the media covers. However, I’m also interested in the ones that are unknown by the “civil” man. Meditation, couple with the Yoga stint, might actually be the best route for me to go. And it’s also, I’ve heard, relaxing.
Anyway, I was hoping that my typing this blog would jog my memory about my dream. Alas, that isn’t so. I’ll continue on about a guy who decided to get in an online fight with me late last night because of this video. I like Nirvana just as much as the next person, but Emilie Simon took the song and made it her own, something very few musicians can do when they cover a famous track by a famous band.
The feud, as I like to call it, started when I said that I can’t stand how people don’t believe that Kurt Cobain took that shot gun and blew his brains out. I love Nirvana. I’ve been a great fan, sadly, after the legendary singer had already offed himself. But there are the crazy people, people my age and younger, who are so into the zeitgeist of He was murdered, not suicidal that they are blinded by the evidence that is presented for them. Conspiracy theorists can’t be trusted. When has any of their hackney ideas been true? The person’s argument was fueled by the “evidence” presented on a “well-documented” website. While the evidence may be there, the truth of the matter is, Kurt Cobain had been depressed, a drug abuser, and suicide was the only way. The next you know, they’ll want to say Mary Hemingway was the reason Ernest Hemingway was killed–”Twas not suicide, twas murder!” However, I’m giving these guys too much credit. Most of them sit around never hearing of Hemingway because they have their heads too up in their asses to read a book, let alone actual literature. But here is a “well-documented” website that proves that Cobain’s lyrics were messages from the Devil, and that Kurt Cobain, amongst other great Rock legends, were spawns of Satan and little antichrists to spew the dark lords gospel. Excreta Divine! EnnuiPrayer’s debunked the Internet. I’m sure I’m going to get a lot of hate mail with this one from emo-aged kids who “get Kurt” and “I was there, man” morons who have to tangle with me. And let it be, but I just say, as Jesus Christ said, let the dead be dead and get on with your life. I predict in ten years, Heath Ledger will be murdered, rather than a simple explanation of death.
I guess that dream, whatever it was, isn’t meant to be remembered. But I leave you with this:
One believes that he may eat all things, but he who is weak eats vegetables–Romans 14:2
But the Spirit says expressly that in later times some will depart from the faith, giving heed to deceiving spirits and teachings of demons By means of hypocrisy of men who speak likes, of men who are branded in their own conscience as with a hot iron, Who forbid marriage and command abstaining from foods, which God has created to be partaken of with thanksgiving by those who believe and have full knowledge of the truth. For every creature of God is good, and nothing is to be rejected if receiving with thanksgiving. –1 Timothy 4:1-4
In other words, Christian Vegans and Vegetarians are an oxymoron, but I think Jesus says it best in the picture.
Of course you know, I just say in this jest. But anger will pursue me. Unless, you have a mind and a sense of humor.
