A Decision

So, I’ve been having some troubles with my studies lately, and as much as I was thinking about talking with my family about it, I decided that it’s my life and I should spend it the way I want to.

This was actually inspired by one of my friends, who has decided that she wanted to do some travelling after school, since she had to stay and take an extra semester at high school for various reasons, and wants to get ‘out there’ before going to university.

I think I’m going to go with her.

She as some interesting plans, and is already looking to get a hippie van (you know the ones, the kind we all remember from Scooby-Doo?) and Since it isn’t really safe to go travelling on your own, I figure that she’ll welcome the company.

Also, probably, the money.

If she’s fine with waiting to go anywhere out of Canada until after my summer job, I will have a good amount to go for a year or so, and as I said above, I’m having some troubles in classes so this is a great idea!

It really is. It’ll be a break from classes, I’ll get so many new experiences, I’ll be ale to keep in touch, and I’ll be with a friend.

I know my parents might think it’s a bit of a bad idea, but I’m of legal age for a great deal of things (not alcohol in America, no), and that includes the right to make decisions about my life.

It’s not like there’s much out there to worry about, anyway, especially since I’ll be with my friend! I already did some travelling (for school, a trip to London and Paris), and I already had the talks about what not to do, and how to keep from getting hooked into tourist traps, and all that, so everything will be great.

Really. It will be so awesome!

It’s great that the family is coming up to Ottawa for the Easter weekend (next weekend), and I’m planning on telling them what’s going to be happening next year then. It helps that I’ll be talking to the registrar before they get here, so my plans will be well on their way! My friend has been sending me links to Volkswagon vans being sold, and I’ve already agreed to pay for half of it.

I’m sure my sister Lexy will be surprised when she reads this, but I understand that she will understand that I’m posting this on my blog with the confidence that she will see that this is a good idea, and that she will support my decision.

Since I’m posting this today, I would also like to say a BIG Happy Birthday to two of my favourite Harry Potter Characters, Fred and George Weasley, who were born today (April 1st). In my mind neither of you will ever die.

So, in the spirit of today, Happy April Fools.

(It’s a joke people. Lexy don’t worry ;P)

Lisa is a Buddhist!

I am not religious.

I like the Addams' philosophy a bit better... Accept the Unconventional as matter of course.

I am not Religious

I am not ReLigiOuS.

At all.

BUT, that doesn’t mean I’m not open to the ideas in religions, as many Religious people are.

I am Agnostic.

ag·nos·tic/agˈnästik/   Noun: A person who believes that nothing is known or can be known of the existence or nature of God or of anything beyond material phenomena; a person who claims neither faith nor disbelief in God. (or, someone who is open to other beliefs and is not actively for or against any belief system

At some point I had the idea that I was Atheist, because I didn’t necessarily believe in God, but was open to the idea, but was informed by my family that no, that means that I’m Agnostic.

I asked if it was contagious.

Agnosticism sounds like a disease, or some sort of ailment, or perhaps some sort of mangled word that’s the result of a sneeze, and I’ve explained what being Agnostic means to several people over the years, and in the way that comes about from explaining something a couple of dozen times, I feel I know a lot more about my beliefs. This doesn’t mean that I like explaining them to people who want to know what it is so they can convince me that their ‘-ism’ is better than my ‘-ism’, and I will go to some sort of Hell if I don’t Change My Ways, and, in fact, I like the people who respond to me saying I’m Agnostic (though why so many conversations turn to who practices what religion, I don’t know) by saying “Bless you” or “Gesundheit” better than the people who recognize it by the fact that it isn’t their ‘-ism’.

I’ve heard a number of reactions and thoughts about Agnostics, and while I don’t agree with all of them, I find it interesting in the same way that I find it interesting to hear about other beliefs and belief systems.

Agnostics are

  • People who don’t want to commit to one religion.
  • People who are too lazy to go to church.
  • Sinners
  • Smart enough to wait until one religion is finally proven, and not be one of the other millions of n00bs who have to actively change their belief system.
  • Indecisive.
  • Aliens

Again, I don’t believe in all of them, but it’s interesting to hear it.

I also enjoy hearing about why people believe in their beliefs, even if some of the answers are rather similar. I don’t particularly like it when I hear about how their parents were ___ so they grew up being ___. I also don’t like the people who believe what they believe because a book told them so.

I think that religions should be more about believing in a morality. I can respect the Ten Commandments, and also believe that homosexual relationships are acceptable, and I can believe in not being overly judgemental over people as Jesus and a number of other religious figures would tell you (isn’t it funny that Christianity says all love is great, so long as it isn’t for someone of the same gender? And so many people judge people of different religions? Hah!), and also admit that being truthful is the way to go but being truthful wouldn’t have let me pass my Grade 12 Religion class.

Then again, none of the questions had an option like “Jesus didn’t rise from the dead, and Christianity doesn’t believe in Zombies” or something like that 😀

One thing I REALLY like about being Agnostic, is that I don’t have to put up with a lot of the Must Beliefs.

I do not have to Believe that it was a woman who created the original Sin.

I don’t have to believe that homosexuality is a Sin. (*2)

I don’t have to believe that I have a billion of other lives to live after I die until I’m good enough for Nirvana.

I don’t have to believe that I’m constantly being judged by a higher power (God), or by someone else who is much easier to get to and say “F*ck off”

I don’t have to try to get other people to believe in the things that I believe in, in an attempt to help them Change Their Ways and Save Them.

I don’t have to believe on either Heaven OR Hell.

I don’t have to feel guilty believing that my Dog has a soul.(*1 at bottom)

There are so many things that I don’t HAVE to do that I sometimes wonder if that belief that Agnostics are lazy is true. It IS rather tiring to have to constantly judge myself as not good enough, and judge everyone else as worse all the time.

Lisa Simpson, the person who taught most of us all we know about Buddhism

Lisa Simpson decided that she would be Buddhist, because Buddhism reached out to her in her search for a Religion, and she managed to get her parents to support her by the fact that she was firm in her beliefs and because she explained that Buddhism allows other religions into it’s beliefs. If I had to choose a religion to take part in, I would probably also choose Buddhism, because I haven’t yet heard about how Buddhists were burning the books of a certain religion to prove a point, haven heard of how a bunch of Buddhists bombed a plane, haven’t heard about how Buddhists started a racist club that promoted actions against blacks (KKK), haven’t yet heard about how a misguided son was sent to a Buddhist Priest to see if that gay problem of his couldn’t be fixed, and haven’t heard about Buddhism REQUIRING, in it’s list of How-to-be-a-Good-Buddhist, that I go to the local Temple for a number of hours to show my belief.

I know that it’s not entirely fair, all that I wrote, but It’s true.

One of the things that comes to mind when I think of a Buddhist is a peace-loving buddhist priest. I also think of Lisa Simpson. I also think of cool drawings done with sand, and Sand Gardens in larger form than the miniature one my sister made.

One of the things that I think of when I think of a Catholic/Christian priest, is  reverend, but in the back of my mind I’m also thinking of the guy who sentenced thousands of witches to the stake, the guy who supports a Pope who once blessed the guns of a regiment (and lo and behold, the reason why my mom isn’t religious!), the guy who tries to tell the kids sent to him that yes, it’s okay to love, but you’ll be sent to hell if you love someone of the same gender.

Other animals also can have the heart shape...

Not all religions have this negative bit of backstory, but what comes to mind comes to mind. I think of the nice things, the orphanages, the donations, the nice, happy, wonderful image… and then I think of the bombings, the hangings, the fires, the murders, the wars, the absolute crap that has come up because some guy doesn’t like the fact that those other guys aren’t practicing the same religion.

One of my biggest beefs with most religions is the belief that gays are doomed to some sort of hell because they like someone the same gender.

The heart, the symbol of love, was made up from the image of the ass of a woman as she bends over. Romantic, isn’t it?

But men can have very nice bums too.

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(*1 from earlier: I also don’t feel too bad admitting that I would rather hit a random stranger with a car than hit my dog with a car. Not to say I’ll go out and DO it, but there it is.) (*2 Holy frig, spelling error with me saying homophobia and not homosexuality! Thank you Lexy for pointing this out!)