Friday, March 6, 2009

Religion.

I personally do not believe in any kind of God or "higher power" however I would just like to post some of my commentary on religion as a whole.

I just watched Stephen Colbert speaking of scientology which one of the large theories revolving around Scientology (also not very well known) is that 75 million years ago a space leader named Xenu killed billions of his alien people by placing them around volcanoes and murdering them with a giant hydrogen bomb (if you would like more information go here). He stated that if the scientologists would like to make this more believable they could add a talking snake and a virgin who has babies. This caused me to think about the philosophy behind The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster, the fact that religion is so unbelievable. People invest there lives into this book that speaks of so many things that they have no idea if they are true or not. You can completely relate "God" to "Xenu" to the "Flying Spaghetti Monster", each one is just as believable as the next.

I think that religion is a beautiful idea, a truly beautiful idea. But just using the logic which evolution has thrust upon me I choose not to donate my life to these theories which have very, very little evidence behind them. I do seriously wish that there was evidence behind religion because the idea of religion is the most poetic and artistic thought that I believe has ever occurred. The main ideas behind christiantity are in a few words: peace, love, and an understanding for what life means. But that is only the idea of religion the reality of religion is much more bleak. In my opinion most religions are just a very large company scamming good people who are looking for more in there lives. Many religious folks are incrdibly judgemental of other people who are not religious. There has never been an atheist president, I'm pretty sure that every single president of the United States has been religious. Our own x-president Bush (oh how good it feels to say/type that!) truly and whole heartedly believed that God told him to be the president. I have a feeling that, that fact probably turned a lot of votes.


Even a liberal democratic president (Obama) had an incredibly long prayer at his innagur
ation, not to mention the fact that he reffered to the atheist population as "non-believers" which I was slightly offended by because I feel it implies that the atheist population of America don't
believe in anything. I don't know about the rest of the atheists of the US but I sure as
hell believe in many things and just because I don't believe in a big white man in the sky doesn't mean I should be put into a category of a "non-believer".


So in conclusion in a world completely run by the idea of a "higher power" where is the place for
us atheists?

PS if you're looking for a good atheist web site this one caught my eye. Although beware it's pretty anti-religion/God and stuff.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Emoness in a can.

This is a recent facebook conversation I had with Maura, enjoy.
Ali Xan Wilson
The girl I told you who was an emo is Chelsea Bastian and I just thought you might want to know that her status update right now is "Chelsea Mahala BastianSomeday you're going to realize.One day you will see it through my eyes.You will see the pain that you have caused me but I will be gone happy somewhere somehow."EmO.


Maura Coursey
haha.people like that make me laugh=D


Ali Xan Wilson
Yeah she's pretty entertaining.


Maura Coursey
i'm smiling on the outside ali, but on the inside i'm crying. it's raining behind my eyes. and it seems like i will never get out of this rain...i'm spiraling downward into a deep abyss of darkness, and i'm trapped='(


Ali Xan Wilson
Everyone looks on the outside thaey can't see the inside. The inside that's the real me, the inside that can't seem to stop screaming, fighting it's way out while I try to hold it inside.


Maura Coursey
i'm screaming but no one can hear me. no one can possibly understand the things that i'm going through. sometimes i just want to die, to escape from this pain


Ali Xan Wilson
Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in a dream world. Nothing feels real I feel nothing. I only bleed to know that I'm still alive. The pain doesn't hurt if it's the only thing you've felt.


Maura Coursey
i'm lost and i'm confused, and every time i trust someone they always hurt me. i'm so alone in the world. no one really knows me, all they know is what i show them on the outside.


Ali Xan Wilson
I stare at him sitting in the front. His sleeve slips down and I see the red lines on his arm, I get chills. I wish I could have him but I know deep inside me that the only one who could ever understand me is my razor. If only it was easier. But it's not so I bleed.
(I'm proud of this one :P)


Maura Coursey
February 26 at 8:51pm
damn. thats impressive.i'm not sure i could top that even if i tried...

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Sun.

I had a really bad morning today. I woke up as my carpool arrived and then had to walk out to the car in my pajamas to tell them to leave and not drive me. I went in and told my mom that I missed carpool and she said to get dressed. I did and when I came upstairs she told me to get my brother up etc. etc. etc. Twenty minutes later my mom got up to tell me she was sick and that me and my brother had to walk to school. It was almost 8 by the time I left.



I began to walk to trax/bus upset because I waited for twenty minutes for my mom her to give me a ride which she never gave. But as I got on the bus going down 1300 east I realized that it was sunny and warm. The sun light was reflecting off of everything and making everything look brighter in more than one sense. I got off the bus and began walking to trax, and gazing at the busy street bathed in sunlight I couldn't help but smile.



Once on trax I felt the good vibrations coming from the warm people. I wathched as people walked up the stairs and carefully chose a seat and as they briskly jumped off of the train. I looked at all the people realizing that each of them were thinking. Each of the people on that train were thinking individual thoughts that I wasn't thinking. Each of theese warm, sunny people were not only expelling good vibrations but they were also thinking. Thinking all these things caused me to smile and forget about everything else.

Sunday, February 15, 2009

Karma in pin form.


The godess of Karma is a bitch, that we all know. You can almost count on ALMOST everything bad that happens to you is because of that bitch. I have found a great way to decipher whether or not the bad thing that happens to you is Karma or not. This system is called Pin Karma. I once had a pin collection on my bag with up to 50 pins on it. Than they began falling off one by one clattering down onto the ground. I then began thinking, and figured that I could match every "bad" thing I had done (since I gained my pin collection) to a fallen pin. I then matched the worst things I had done with my favorite pins. For instance when my "jesus pin" falls off I better get ready for Hell. If that one Morgan gave me that I don't understand fell off my response would likely be "meh." I currently have roughly 10 pins. I encourage you other Karma believer ins to start your own pin collection so you to can know when Karma is being a bitch.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

A Pastifarian outrage!!!

I am completely outraged! I was so angry when I read this article (http://www.newsique.com/us/student_punished_for_spaghetti_b/) I nearly steamed. A fellow human being is being discriminated on purely because of his religion. Do these people not understand that if he does not wear his religious uniform our world will be deteriorated by global warming! What they are doing is slapping the spaghetti monster square in his noodly appendage, can they not understand the devotion this man must have to his spaghetti monster? I can confidently tell you that the people who did this will most definitley shrink at least 2 inches.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Heart is not a word.

This was on the bottom of the stall door in the school bathroom.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

Mom

I have a strange feeling that my mother is trying to spy on me through my blog, which I hadn't told her about. So if she is I would like her to stop spying on me. Thank-you.