Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Overheard:

“I've always been spiritual but I've never had a proper context, and it took me a while to find the proper context. It's hard to realize you can have any kind of relationship with God you want... and so I now have a punk rock relationship with God.”
 
-Billy Corgan, Smashing Pumpkins
 
Is it weird that this quote makes me want to say, "Amen!" Ehh, I mean more, "Ok, I feel you on this." 
 
"You can have any kind of relationship with God you want." Now, that's real talk. I don't participate in any strongly religious or strict moral code discussions, and especially not on the Internet, if I ever chose to. But, I adamantly believe in choices. In the freedom to do so. Come on, we're all competent enough to understand that our differences are beautiful and even educational. Our thoughts, beliefs and relationships in terms of this particular discussion of religion and spirituality, are entirely individual and should be (but aren't always), a unique personal matter. You shouldn't need me or anyone else to validate or reinforce your decisions. Not your Junior League acquaintances. Not your professor. Not your office buddy. Not your elitist roommate.
 
You can establish and maintain any kind of relationship you want with anyone, any thing, any idea, and any philosophy. Or none at all. Including that of God, a higher being, or any semblance of not just religion, but some concept of a deeper connection with the universe. Even the conscious avoidance of a relationship is still, in itself, a relationship. It's all a choice, a mindset.
 
But, my bottom line is more about the ability to break barriers--mentally, about whatever is following you inside of that head. Clear the cobwebs. Get real with you. Get real with me. Get real with your online profile first, if you have to. Catfish, anyone
We have choices.
Damn right, we do.



Obviiiii, Exhibit A over here.
And, Hellloooooo, that's where all of the best stories emerge from.
 
This is most definitely not a display of soapbox-dom. That quote just packed a "one-two-punch" with a much smaller word count than I could.
 
And--
I swear,
I wasn't actually standing on a box, and it absolutely wouldn't have been soap, anyway. Soap boxes are freaking tiny! I wasn't even standing...I was sitting in an arm chair by my bedroom window, although, with mid-heeled motorcycle boots on, but those should not be blamed--
 
 I leave you with this:
 
“At the door I paused. 'So what was your spirit animal?'

'A dolphin. Fun in the sun, endless summer. What about you?'

'Dee Dee Ramone,' I said, and left.”
 
-Elizabeth Hand, Generation Loss
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