Tygarjas Twyrls Blog

Very late Saturday night, and I’ve not thought of anything to write, and I’d like to go to bed . . . oh where to begin?

I would say, “What can be spoken that cannot be seen with one’s own two eyes? Experienced directly.” But then I’m reminded that the source of confusion seems to be that some, that those who apparently have no direct experience and thus regard as “sources of something helpful,” have over time taken it upon themselves to instruct people in such a way that many seem to have learned to believe things that they have never in any manner, way, shape, or form experienced directly. And to be fair, I understand that if you make a religion about the ocean to a desert iguana, it too has no basis of comparison for the vastness and, to it, seemingly God-like enormity and power of the sea. But a) Personally I only believe in the enormity of substance of either desert or ocean because I’ve visited either, and b) what does an iguana gain from fearing the swells of waves that it will never behold, nor has any reason to attempt to? And c) even if the ice caps were to melt and the iguana is doomed accordingly, what is it going to do about its predicament?

And all of that is to say, that if the divine isn’t useful, you might as well be learning about it from Mother Goose as any other book. And to be clear, I don’t think you need to read about the Egyptians being swallowed by the Red Sea to understand that if you push someone down at the playground, you’re a jerk. And if your parents haven’t taught you that, they’re probably jerks too; the kind of jerks that yell and throw fits and talk behind people’s backs and try to manipulate their lives in self-serving ways . . . and then go to church on Sunday to “worship” an image of self-sacrifice and service.

Here’s the secret to it all: Anyone who would glorify any death in any way aint pro-life, no matter how much they’d like to thump their special book against someone else’s head as “proof” that they’re conception of violence is somehow anything any divinity would approve of. And here it is: better to let someone else face the consequences of the choices of life and death in their own lives, than make a mess for the whole bloomin’ lot of us to clean up after. If it aint in your experience, it aint none of your business.

If you wish to understand any God, of any background, first see if you can go five minutes without judging something; without calling it a name. For in the divine, there is only good, and thus not even good is existent.

And as for myself, so as to be clear, I know who irritates me and why. But then, the answer becomes not to burden others with the fact that I am irritated. But I’ll tell you what, those who indiscriminately irritate everyone in their path, well, you may not be able to fool all of the people all of the time, but if you irritate enough of them all at once, like a wave coming back from the other side of the ocean, when one creates a mess for many others, one oughtn’t be surprised when many others come together to make a mess for that one!

Peace!