Saturday, February 18, 2012

Belief & Xanax both powerful things that can be dangerous in any social setting

*As a side note I would like to point out that spell check does not recognize xanax but does offer Xanadu as an alternative. WTF?

As I was saying....Aww belief such a powerful thing dare I quote John Mayer:
"Belief is a beautiful armor but makes for the heaviest sword like punching under water you never can hit who you're trying for"

Living in the Midwest I have been subjected to a standard belief system that is intolerant to any deviation from the system. The worst ones in the group are those that tout this liberal notion that they are in fact very tolerant and even enthusiastic about accepting everyone including those with different beliefs.

The fact is that devout belief is dangerous and it always has been. It has sunk ships, murdered millions of innocent families and blew up 2 iconic buildings killing  2,996 people not including the hundreds of thousands of people that have died due to the war after.

Deviating from the standard belief held by the majority is a very lonely world filled with nonstop turmoil.

It would be very easy to just pony up and go to the mall on Saturday and church on Sunday. The only problem is - I don't want to lie to myself. I make no apologizes I don't believe in God and I do believe organized religion is, has and will always be the down fall of our species.

Growing up in the foster care system I have had an abundant amount of opportunities to have my soul saved. I have experienced all sorts of religions not once but some for years. Here is a little secret - They are ALL the same! They all think they are the 'rightest' and the they all think everyone needs to be saved. Sure the music and the outfits vary but at the end of the day it's all the same shit with a different name.

The fact is we have each other to depend on we don't need fairy tale characters to watch out for us. Take some community responsibility here. When your house is burning down God, Allah, the other God, Jah, Tangaloaa (Creator God who made humans from grubs - for real), and the hundreds of other "Gods" that we have created in our own imagination, aren't gong to drive the firetruck over and put it out; our socially subsidized fire crew is.

Now lets break here and access our anger level. If you are angry about what I just said you have a problem not me. You have chosen to read this by your own free will (unless of course you are handcuffed in a dark dingy basement with only crusts of bread to eat and forced to read every word I write over and over. May I suggest calling our socially subsidized police force to help you out if this is indeed the case). Just because I don't subscribe to the same religious beliefs doesn't mean I need to be educated or verbally violated.

When you try to explain yourself in a psuedocaring way as if you accept me even though 'I am not a believer', you are in essence violating my human rights by forcing a hyper-personal belief as the standard control in every debate.

Every time someone mindless says 'Lord help us' or 'God has blessed us with children' or 'Jesus loves you' it makes me feel further isolated because that just simply doesn't apply to me. What if I said, "Socially subsidized agency help us" or "Luckily the condom broke and now we have a beautiful child" or "My community loves me"? People would think I was nuts. Sad huh?

The bottom line is that staying true to my internal spirituality has isolated me in great big world full of people that are very angry I don't see eye to eye with them. I can handle lonely......I have my belief to keep me warm at night.

Well that didn't go very well.

I am updating my weight loss weeks after I had hoped. I have lost 2 pounds.

I have not stayed on my diet/exercise plan. Below you can review all of the incredibly legitimate excuses as to why:

1) I have MAJOR (by writing this is all caps I am trying to convey that I really mean this with all my heart) anxiety about my job. I am talking the kind of anxiety that makes me think pills may really be my wonder cure. Not good. This makes my "Emotional eating" problem a struggle I can not ever hope to win. I don't know why 2 glasses of wine and a bowl of ice cream makes me feel better, I just know it does....All right....So leave me alone.

2.) I am not sliding right into an exercise routine very well because physically I am just not 100% yet. I can say the "Boot Camp" class I took made it not only impossible to exercise for a whole week but I could not even raise my arms above my head to pull on my clothing for at least 4 days. I believe this class was a step backwards.

3.) I am tired. I am tired of maintaining this delicate balance of what I am supposed to look like. I actually believe Cyning may love me less if I weigh more. What the hell is wrong with me?

So I am working on getting back on track and did lose 3 lbs but gained 1 back so I am now 145 3/4 (that's what it said...don't judge me...I can feel you judging)

Moral of the story is I need to start slow and stay steady.