Religious Venting

[summer_jackel]

So I go to my truck so I can go obtain a burrito for lunch, only to find some little pamphlet about God or Bible verses or some such stuck under my windshield wipers. Maybe it's because I'm already in something of a mood, but this pissed me really very off, thanks...not only does it waste trees and lack any of the scholarly, literary or philosophical examination that might make me actually interested in looking at something religious, finding it on my car just feels invasive. I mean, if they actually try and find me at home to discuss this, I can at least tell them not to waste their material by leaving it with me.

Tell you what, guys; keep your unpleasant, vengeful god and the way you continually misinterpret the teachings of a guy you claim is its son the hell away from me and I won't assume you're ALL a bunch of misogynistic, homophobic asses aping the religion of several thousand years ago on another continent, with no sense of the actual history of you own religion, ok? (no offense to actual asses, Asiatic, Somali, domestic or otherwise, intended).

On the other hand, burrito. Om nom nom.

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[summer-jackel.livejournal.com]

oooh, yeah, that's really neat! And honestly, much more in line with my internal image of him. When I was a kid...I forget exactly when, but my mom was still periodically sticking me in Sunday school, so pretty darn young...I got to thinking about these stories, and how they were all set in the Middle East with a smattering of Egypt and the occasional Roman, and how none of these people tend to be tall, fair, white guys. Shame I never asked the Sunday School teacher.

We create god in our own image. Also, that's a lovely bird and a lovely icon. Bird toes!!!!