I had a reasonably good following when my blog was at its high. I made a lot of long, good posts, and about eight of my friends read it and about five of them really appreciated it. With my first post, I predicted that my blog would eventually burn out due to ningas kugon. I was right. After about twenty posts, I stopped for about two weeks. A few days before the stop, I was considering to write on a daily or an MWF-ly basis.
Last week ago, Yna, a friend of mine (Geez, Vic, of course, only your friends read your fucking blog!) told me to post on my blog again and that she didn't want my last post to be about furry sex. About a month ago, my professor told me to write a book about religion. I was supposed to respond with something like this:
Four reasons I can't write a book about religion (or at least, why it's difficult):
1. Ningas kugon - The start of the book would probably be great, but it progressively gets lamer as the reader moves further.
2. I haven't read much. If I wanted to deconstruct it, I'd have to bury myself in catholic, atheist and agnostic texts, including the bible and The God Delusion. (On a side note, a lot of people in Gaia's Extended Discussion forum diss Dawkins for critiquing religion without really reading the bible. I'm not sure how true that claim is.) For me to do that, I'd need loads of Red Bull, coffee, alcohol and possibly weed, and I need to dump my internet.
3. I'd need even more Red Bull, coffee, alcohol and weed to even finish it.
4. I'd be a pioneer in the agnostic and atheist movement in the Philippines, and I'm going to get some serious flaming from the religious bigots in this wonderful, enlighted nation. At least I'm going to get that from my parents, and I'm more worried about scorn from then than from a mindless, faceless mob. If I'm going to get the heat, I don't want to be alone.
But if I ever do get to write it, I think it'll be the greatest achievement in my life. I want to die about a year after.
What's Verse Attack?
Last Sunday I went to church. Well, not really. Mom went to the mall because she had to buy some stuff before it closed, so she dropped me there so I can go on my own. Being a non-believer, I didn't want to, so I spent most of the hour reading on a seat in the fabulous mall near Greenbelt--err--whatever the name of that church is. With about fifteen minutes left in the mass, mom told me where she was and I met with her thinking I attended somewhere else in the area.
Verse Attack, right.
Here's my weekly mass routine:
1. Turn off hearing for the first fifteen minutes.
2. Try listening to the readings. Deconstruct texts.
3. Get pissed at pastor for doing a cliche homily (which consists of starting with a joke, making an acronym like WATCH or HOLY or whatever.)
4. Turn off hearing again.
5. Say peace to mom.
6. Hold mom's hand when it's Our Father time.
7. Communion time. Tell mom I'm going inside so she'd think I'll come to get communion and pray and what not.
8. Talk to Jesus and tell him how sorry I feel for him that most of the people in the church don't follow him the way they should be.
9. Get one of those random little paper verses.
10. Bla bla bla end of mass.
So, look at number nine. See, at Greenbelt whatsitname church there's a bowl of random bible verses. Here's what I do with them:
THE ACTUAL VERSE ATTACK
I think this kind of implies that you should fuck identity and fuck self-discovery and you should just go find Jesus.
It's kinda hard to find Jesus. I mean, what gospel should I follow? Because you do know that every gospel is really different from one another? Or should I just cherrypick the good stuff like organized religion does? And how do I find Jesus in the bible when the first gospel was written 33 years after his death?
I think, if ever, I'll just pretend like everybody else does. You know, at least once a year with those sobby retreats.
I really feel sorry for the solitary guy that prays for a pet dinosaur.
Wasn't there a text in the gospels that whenever you pray, you should lock your door and pray privately? I'm confused.
Oh, while we're on the subject. I always see these petitions in the church. On a piece of paper is a really long prayer and if you pray that everyday for a month or two or whatever nine times a die and bla bla bla and leave nine copies in the church, whatever you wish for shall be granted and it has never been known to fail.
I wanted to try it out. I wanted to ask for a pet dinosaur or for Jesus to come ride a bike with me ET style, but it's so damn boring and tedious.
And so that's Verse Attack, kids!
Thanks to http://www.sandersweb.net/bible/verse.php, I can get a verse everday or every MWF so I could do that everyday! Isn't that great?
Last week ago, Yna, a friend of mine (Geez, Vic, of course, only your friends read your fucking blog!) told me to post on my blog again and that she didn't want my last post to be about furry sex. About a month ago, my professor told me to write a book about religion. I was supposed to respond with something like this:
Four reasons I can't write a book about religion (or at least, why it's difficult):
1. Ningas kugon - The start of the book would probably be great, but it progressively gets lamer as the reader moves further.
2. I haven't read much. If I wanted to deconstruct it, I'd have to bury myself in catholic, atheist and agnostic texts, including the bible and The God Delusion. (On a side note, a lot of people in Gaia's Extended Discussion forum diss Dawkins for critiquing religion without really reading the bible. I'm not sure how true that claim is.) For me to do that, I'd need loads of Red Bull, coffee, alcohol and possibly weed, and I need to dump my internet.
3. I'd need even more Red Bull, coffee, alcohol and weed to even finish it.
4. I'd be a pioneer in the agnostic and atheist movement in the Philippines, and I'm going to get some serious flaming from the religious bigots in this wonderful, enlighted nation. At least I'm going to get that from my parents, and I'm more worried about scorn from then than from a mindless, faceless mob. If I'm going to get the heat, I don't want to be alone.
But if I ever do get to write it, I think it'll be the greatest achievement in my life. I want to die about a year after.
What's Verse Attack?
Last Sunday I went to church. Well, not really. Mom went to the mall because she had to buy some stuff before it closed, so she dropped me there so I can go on my own. Being a non-believer, I didn't want to, so I spent most of the hour reading on a seat in the fabulous mall near Greenbelt--err--whatever the name of that church is. With about fifteen minutes left in the mass, mom told me where she was and I met with her thinking I attended somewhere else in the area.
Verse Attack, right.
Here's my weekly mass routine:
1. Turn off hearing for the first fifteen minutes.
2. Try listening to the readings. Deconstruct texts.
3. Get pissed at pastor for doing a cliche homily (which consists of starting with a joke, making an acronym like WATCH or HOLY or whatever.)
4. Turn off hearing again.
5. Say peace to mom.
6. Hold mom's hand when it's Our Father time.
7. Communion time. Tell mom I'm going inside so she'd think I'll come to get communion and pray and what not.
8. Talk to Jesus and tell him how sorry I feel for him that most of the people in the church don't follow him the way they should be.
9. Get one of those random little paper verses.
10. Bla bla bla end of mass.
So, look at number nine. See, at Greenbelt whatsitname church there's a bowl of random bible verses. Here's what I do with them:
THE ACTUAL VERSE ATTACK
"I have come that they may have life and that they may have it abundantly."John 10:10
Real life does not come in finding yourself... It comes from him.
I think this kind of implies that you should fuck identity and fuck self-discovery and you should just go find Jesus.
It's kinda hard to find Jesus. I mean, what gospel should I follow? Because you do know that every gospel is really different from one another? Or should I just cherrypick the good stuff like organized religion does? And how do I find Jesus in the bible when the first gospel was written 33 years after his death?
I think, if ever, I'll just pretend like everybody else does. You know, at least once a year with those sobby retreats.
"If two of you join your voices on earth to pray for anything whatsoever, it shall be granted you by my Father in heaven."Matthew 18:19
Where two or three are gathered in prayer, the Lord is present.
I really feel sorry for the solitary guy that prays for a pet dinosaur.
Wasn't there a text in the gospels that whenever you pray, you should lock your door and pray privately? I'm confused.
Oh, while we're on the subject. I always see these petitions in the church. On a piece of paper is a really long prayer and if you pray that everyday for a month or two or whatever nine times a die and bla bla bla and leave nine copies in the church, whatever you wish for shall be granted and it has never been known to fail.
I wanted to try it out. I wanted to ask for a pet dinosaur or for Jesus to come ride a bike with me ET style, but it's so damn boring and tedious.
And so that's Verse Attack, kids!
Thanks to http://www.sandersweb.net/bible/verse.php, I can get a verse everday or every MWF so I could do that everyday! Isn't that great?
Instead of making like a traditional book that have chapters and such. Why not make a compilation of Verse Attacks? You can keep it going till you have like 200 of 'em then compile it. :D
ReplyDeleteI've noticed a lot of books in the Philippine section of bookstores here consist of compilations of short works by several people--college students, bloggers, etc. So if ever I do that, I'd be doing the same thing, and for some reason, I don't want that. Temperament, I suppose. But it's better to have something published than die without it. I don't really know, I'm still a little shaken by the content found in my next post about Heisenberg.
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