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Consis
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posted January 01, 2005 08:14 AM |
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Thankyou For Your Kind Words
May I ask what yours are Korejora?
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Korejora
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posted January 01, 2005 08:19 AM |
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What, my beliefs?
In all reality, I don't believe I think about religion enough to be comfortable saying I have any concrete beliefs...
That and I'm still a teenager so I find it hard to settle my mind on one opinion for very long. I've spent hours meditating on the subject of religion but I haven't really found anything entirely acceptable to both my nature and my mind.
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posted January 01, 2005 05:57 PM |
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Well said, Consis.
In particular, I liked what you said about the evolution of understanding of God. There is always room for improvement, for more understanding and wisdom.
There is a body of knowledge called Vedant, which comes from India. Vedant literally means ved=knowledge, ant=end, or the the end of knowledge. It refers to knowledge of ones own eternal spirit beyond which there is no higher thing that can be known. However, it might be better expressed as
Vedanant, anant being infinite or no end, because such knowledge is boundless and never ending, and we as human beings always can know more.
As to what the difference is between a blessing and a miracle, I find myself saying they are one and the same. It is a miracle to be blessed, and a blessing to be alive which is a miracle. ..ok, I'm playing with these words, but today I feel like that.
Korejora, do not fault your English, it is great, and you express your self very well. It is only a little misunderstanding that means nothing. It is my feeling, though, that this thread is open to all and anyone can respond to anything.
And finally, Leo:Quote:
Do you think that God/Life cares if something is considered ugly or beautiful, smart or stupid, big or small, rich or poor, strong or weak, or even good or evil??? Of course not!!!"
It may be that God is transcendant and uncaring of such human distinctions, but we human beings still care. I often have this argument with people who proclaim that "all is one there is no good or evil". If someone would attack your new born babe, you would react and defend your child with all your might. And the one who attacked could not be called good, maybe not evil, but at least seriously deranged. Since we are left to live and act in this world, we cannot let go of the power that allows us to make decisions, or even blur it with amorphous and cloudy statements of oneness. And it is a miracle that we can even do anything right at all 
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Shai-Hulud
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posted January 01, 2005 07:02 PM |
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I know it's not the most appropriate post but.. let's try.. Since the age of 4 I had a strong belief in God, the Orthodox one, belief transmitted to me by my grandmother..
In the past 2 years and a half many changes affected my life.. Beeing confused of what I am, who I am and all the rest makes me extremely vulnerable to others thoughts.. But mainly I keep the same ideea.. My hope is that someone exists outthere, that life just doesn't end in one damn second.. But mainly this is just a hope for my existence.. In my head there is a constant struggle between Budism, Christanity and Atheism.. Don't ask me how this came .. They just did.. So in final, from this struggle one thought arises.. GOD GIVE ME A REASON TO DIE!!! I just want to survive in this damn world.. Mainly in the past 8 months I've been drinking alchol quite much.. Why?!? Just the need to drown in that stupid liquid that makes us leave from this world.. I look 2 all those around me and feel that they are unhappy.. And I'm useless.. I CAN'T DO ANYTHING TO CHANGE THAT!!! So my words continue and say that if I can't make others be much more hapier than I am, I must me much more sad then they are.. Dunno if you can get the ideea.. So in final I change myself, become more and more innerselfed and don't let anyone come near me to much.. This leads to egoism, that egoism that not many can feel, egoism for sharing your thoughts with others around you.. I'm writing this message to you.. But you don't know me actually.. You're not next to me.. So it comes easy.. But in reality with others, they find me a weird person just for the fact I don't let them pass trough my thoughs.. And actually is just what everybody does.. I have a tendency somethimes, to leave my friends and go 50 metres away and stay alone in dark... they know that they have to leave me alone.. and in those moments my thoughts are so confused..
So my question is.. HOW CAN YOU BELIEVE IN A DAILY MIRACLE?!? When thougths destroy you second by second, like you are a wall in which water waves crash into.. And someday you just ..crumble... WHERE IS THAT MIRACLE?!?
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Shiva
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posted January 01, 2005 07:29 PM |
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So my question is.. HOW CAN YOU BELIEVE IN A DAILY MIRACLE?!? When thougths destroy you second by second, like you are a wall in which water waves crash into.. And someday you just ..crumble... WHERE IS THAT MIRACLE?!?
I will try to explain. First, let me say I understand your pain and feeling of hopelessness. There have been times in my life where I totally understood why someone would kill themself. When pain and uselessness overwhelm you, its like an endless dark night, with no hope in sight.
But now let me say this: it will change . Nothing stays the same, even suffering passes, The question is, what can you do help yourself when the sense of utter hopelessness comes? First thing, keep reminding your self it will change. Second thing, try to understand that drinking will not help you, it will only sap your strength and energy and leave you even more impotent in facing the madness of you thoughts.
So here's the game: Its called the game of life, and just like Heroes, you sometimes get to reload and try again. If you are still alive, you have that chance. So don't be afraid to start over, don't be afraid to make mistakes, but do be afraid to give up. Don't give up until you are able to manage your life without it depressing you!
You can do it! I know, because I did it, therefore its possible. And if you succeed here, you have started to win at this game. There will always be more challenges, but lying down in the gutter and letting the garbage run over you is not an option!
Besides, its the New Year, time to change. Just know this: I'm totally with you, rooting for you, as much as a computer buddy can.
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Consis
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posted January 01, 2005 07:47 PM |
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Shai-Hulud,
I will respond with what I think. If you don't agree then I still respect what you think.
I want to tell you about my day on September 11th, 2001. On this day I was at home trying to keep my two small children from breaking things in the apartment where I lived. The t.v. was on with cartoons. I had the computer on in a DiabloII Blizzard chat-room. I start to see all this talk about muslims dancing in the streets. I think to myself, "so what, who cares if they are dancing." But then I see something about the world trade centers being hit by airplanes. So I change the channel to the news. My kids begin to scream and hit me because they want cartoons. Then, as I watch one tower burning and smoking, I see the next plane go into the other building. I am frozen. I don't know what to think. I say, "Is this real?" Maybe someone wants attention from the world so they plan this big stunt to be famous. I remembered when David Copperfield made the Statue of Liberty disappear. I think it is a magic trick probably. But then I see the Pentagon on fire and smoking. Then I hear that our jets were scrambled to shoot down another plane that was flying when all planes were told to land. When I hear this I almost don't believe it. I think that maybe this airplane has explosives to make it more powerful when it hits its target so the military can't let this plane go. But then I learn the plane crashed without being shot down.
Now I sit in my livingroom in shock. My kids are still hitting me. I am protecting my private parts while watching the t.v. I don't get mad at my kids at all. They were very young. Then I see people jumping out of the towers. Then I see people choking at the bottom while the firemen climb the stairs. I think how brave they are and it makes me feel good. But then while people are standing in the streets choking and getting out, a building crumbles and falls on the people. Then the second one falls and I start to cry. My kids are still angry, screaming, and crying. Then the news makes it worse, they keep replaying when the people die. I simply keep watching the news as they replay the towers crumbling over and over again. I was never so sad before that day. I hug my children while they hit and struggle to make me let them go. My tears get on them and they complain about getting wet. I don't get mad, I only cry and think how glad I am that my children are safe with me. I squeeze them tighter and it makes me feel good but makes them scream even louder so I let them go. I tell them to run and play with their toys.
I still sit there in my livingroom in tears wondering where God is and how God could let this happen. I am angry at God as I cry some more. After a few hours of watching the same disgusting images of people dying, I place my face in my hands and think how terrible the world is. It's all I can think about. I can't see past the death of all these people.
But then, for some unknown reason, after hours of watching Death control my thoughts, a thing occurs. As I sit in front of my t.v. looking at the smoking rubble, I see something. Someone in charge of the news does something wonderful. I don't know why or who chose to do it. But when I sit and look on filled with despair, the news changes to a hospital. They show a reporter walking up the stairs and into a room. People were being brought to the hospital for emergency care and while the news was there, they went into a different room to see a woman. In the room, a woman was screaming and surrounded by doctors. I was curious why we were seeing this. But then as the sick, injured, and dead were being brought into the hospital, I heard a tiny voice begin to cry out. The doctors surrounding the woman began to cheer and I heard the woman breathe a great sigh of relief as her baby was born into this world. Then I see the woman look at her baby, smile, cry, and gently hold it as if it was the only thing that mattered in the whole world. It was a moment that I will never forget. As the woman looked at her baby I began to cry again, but not because I was sad. I was happy. I could see how much she loved her baby and it forever reminded me that life goes on and hope can be found even in the darkest times. That day was a dark day for me. Until I saw the baby and its mother, I had no hope for the future.
This is something inside all of us. Sometimes we forget it's there. And sometimes we need someone to help remind us that there is hope. It was then that I felt reminded of what God is. It was then that I was reminded that God had made this happen during a day so filled with horror and despair.
I do not impose my beliefs on anyone. This is all my own personal opinion and I respect that my opinion will not be the same as other peoples'. It's ok and I will not be offended if someone disagrees with me.
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Shai-Hulud
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posted January 01, 2005 10:34 PM |
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Don't know if you will believe me or not .. but.. beeing very nervous on something that last night happened, I woke up, went to the computer and played Cranberies - Zombie. 15 seconds later I was reading your post.. hearing on the background all those hard lyrics( with their tanks.. and their guns.. and their bombs..) and reading all your story made my skin starting become like chicken( like when you watch those horror movies..) and my eyes got little wet.. Indeed I'm sorry for what happened that day in U.S... Still I must remembere you something.. You brought that day that would mean 11/11/2001.. And how much people died that day .. I believe around 10000.. But in the same moment I remember an event a week and a half ago.. The Eartquake in the indian Ocean that killed over 100000.. ten times much more..I'm sorry to bring you this sort of argument , but I have to.. I saw images crying on 11 september 2001, but also saw images of indian women smashing their heads to the ground, cursing God, cursing life.. I don't blame you for choosing that fact than the other, I know the difference.. You love your kids so much and the you didn't rememberd the number of people that died, you remembered your happiness for knowing that your kids are alright.. I, an outsider to both events remembers this one.. So I remember some words of a person evil, but realistic: "The death of one person is a tragedy, the death of 1 million people is a number.. " Next I bring front the owrds of the biggest romanian poet, Mihai Eminescu, in his poem "Luceafarul"( Evening Star - here you cand find a version in english http://www.romanianvoice.com/poezii/poezii_tr/eveningstar.php).. And he says that "if all humans would die, still human would be born".. Is the constant struggle for suviavor of humankind..
So the quiestion is.. Should I be happy that I was protected from both events?!? Should I thank anyone in this world or in that heaven for me beeing safe?!? Don't know if you belive me but I say NO!!! Why?!? Simple beacuse for the life of all the people that died in U.S.( and beacuse of that in Afghanistan too) and the people of Asia I would sincerily give my life with hapiness.. BUT I CAN'T!!! I SIMPLY CAN'T!!! Should i wait for a stupid disaster to happen to all those around me and thank God:"Wow!! Thank you God for me and my family and friends beeing safe.. But well.. The neighbour city has been wuped out from the face of the earth..".. Or maybe should I say now:"Thank you God for keeping my country safe and all those disasters happend elsewhere!!" While I'm here writing a damn stupid post about my stupid mind debating somthenig useless many more people die out there!!! So this determines me to say once again I would be very happy if my suffering would be much more comparing to others...and all that this humanity represnts is a a big wall( not only height, but also in width ) that fiery waters crash into and the bricks from the margins crumble and the rest of the bricks wait their turn...
Edit:.. Sorry Shiva.. forget to reply to your post.. Thank you for your care .. but.. writing the above lines makes me ask you one question.. WILL THIS SITUATION EVER TO CHANGE?!? Maybe a meteorite wil hit me and become a stupid superhero and save al this world.. or.. somebody wil discovere the secret of elixir of life and nobody will ever die( at least from disasters..).. Maybe.. Who knows?!? Till then I'll say to me in a very sarcastic way: "Look Ma! No Hands!" ( meaning I can't do anything to help..) And there is also those reasons from the Self-Critiscism thread..
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Korejora
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posted January 02, 2005 01:14 AM |
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Hmm... well, while we're on the subject of death and tragedy, I might as well tell you why people think I'm abnormal...
I'm not sure I want to tell you all the whole story of my grandmother's death... The two key parts of the story were 1) I did things with my grandmother that had some sentimental value, so I had quite a relationship with her and 2) the day after she died I wasn't crying and my brother and cousin (both two years older than me) were, and because of that they yelled at me for not being sad which made me cry anyway because I was eight years old then
Some time after that grandmother died, the grandmother on the other side (who I had never met because she had Alzheimer's) died. I think I felt a bit sadder when this happened, because I never had the chance to know her. It definitely wasn't near as sad as the people that surrounded me, but that's beside the point.
So yeah... following the idea that one person's death is a tragedy and a million deaths is a number, you would think that I wouldn't have cried on the day of the plane crashes. That would be a good guess because I sure didn't. I felt... umm... well, it wasn't guilty, but it wasn't really sympathetic either... I guess the best way to describe it is that I was expecting something, but I wasn't sure what, although as far as I know it never came.
The point is that I'm abnormal because I don't get sad over much.
Okay, now that you all know that, let me get on to the subject of unhappiness and you, Shai-Hulud.
You can't just wish that a comet will hit you instead of it hitting someone else. Comets don't care who wants to be hit and who doesn't. Nor do any forces of nature. And human forces that cause problems can't be significantly influenced without significant effort. If you want to be someone who takes pain so that other people can feel less pain, then move to some place of poverty and help people out, or move into a prison and give people emotional support or something. Doing something selfless doesn't happen all at once. You can't just risk your life once and be a hero that saved millions of lives like in movies. And if you do somehow manage to do that, then the opportunity that presented itself was probably as unlikely as a comet hitting earth, and you won't feel like you've taken a hit for someone.
Sometimes while you see people that are unhappy all around you and it seems you can't change that, you really can, but you can't all at once. It takes time. A lot of time. Five, ten, twenty years. Fifty years. A lifetime. The only thing that could make it happen in less time is a miracle by the most commonly used definition. It doesn't seem worth it. Some people do think it's worth it, and those are the kinds of people that smile at everyone and help people out just because, and some people call that the ideal person. If you want to devote your life to changing things to be nicer, then you will be like one of those people, and you probably won't have too much time for yourself, although if you're the kind of person to decide to be like that you probably will feel accomplished enough by your actions that you don't need much time for that.
Anyway... your situation will change eventually. If you want it to change faster you can work on it. I personally was and still am in a "bad" situation - my parents fight a lot, my siblings fight with my parents, they fight with each other... Everyone around me's unhappy. But happiness is an attitude, not an emotion. I'm not happy that we're all alive and together and miraculously not being hit by comets, I'm just happy because I don't think it's worth it to be upset all of the time and do nothing about it. I'm trying to change my family's ways, even though I know it'll take decades. I'll probably give up some day and move to a different country or something, but if that day ever comes it'll be my own decision. I hope that even if I do move away that my family will eventually change for the better. If they don't, I guess they don't. I'm not the kind of person who thinks it's worth it to spend my life changing things around me for the better, although neither am I a person who think's it isn't worth it to try at all.
When people say that it's the little things in life that count... that's not entirely true. But it's the little things that you can do over and over and over again. And it's the things that happen continually that lead to change. So if you want people to be happier around you, then remember every day to smile at everyone and do what you can to help. If you don't, then remember not to let your decision drag you down, because you're not responsible for the world unless you want to be.
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Consis
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posted January 02, 2005 02:10 AM |
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Shai-Hulud & Korejora:
To not cry is ok. But if your best friend dies and you don't cry then there is something wrong.
People who are closest affect us the most.
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Korejora
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posted January 02, 2005 03:16 AM |
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I see...
...and if there is something wrong, how would you suggest one would improve or solve this problem?
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Consis
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posted January 02, 2005 08:06 AM |
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Personal Thoughts
Devote yourself to something that is very important to you personally. Give all of yourself to your goals almost to the point of exhaustion. When you have done this for one year you will have learned more about life. If you don't give yourself freely to your own aspirations then have not yet learned how to live and what is most important in life.
As for myself, I have devoted all that I am into being a good father and husband. What this means is I trust them the most. And because of this they are the people who are capable of causing me the greatest pain. They know my weaknesses and strengths and could easily take advantage of this if they wanted to. If we are fighting then I feel the most terrible. That's what you have to do sometimes. You must risk your own personal feelings by trusting in someone. When you have done this for one year you will learn more about what is important in life.
All of this is a small piece of love. Trust and devotion are essential, and love is not always with a boyfriend or girlfriend. Sometimes your father and mother can become your stability of character. The point is you must learn to love or you will never know what it truly means to live life the way life was meant to be lived. And ALWAYS remember that no matter who you come to know, trust must be earned. It is not simply given out for free. Only when someone has earned your trust can you have some small re-assurance that your devotion will be a wise decision. Parents tend to think they don't have to earn the trust of their children. If they don't try to earn a child's respect then they are not worthy to be a parent.
All my opinion of course. I speak only for myself and no one else.
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Leo_Lion
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posted January 03, 2005 08:46 AM |
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2 of my miracles & blessings!
*Korejora, your english is very good...so don't worry about that. What part of Canada are you from, by the way?
As for the story of your grandmothers, it is very familiar to me, as something similar occured with my grandfathers. When I was an early teenager (around 10 years ago), my grandpa died from Alzheimer's & a brain tumor. We were extremely close and I was even named after him. But the night he died in the hospital, when my mom's entire family was there, I did not want to be present when he finaly passed. I did not cry that night and I didn't even cry at his wake or funeral. The thing was that I had seen his condition get worse & worse over many months and also because I didn't miss him yet. A few years later, as I was sitting in my room relaxing with Ya-Wen, I started to think about him and how much I missed him, and finaly, I started crying!!! That night, I made peace with his passing & with myself.
As for my other grandfather, who died of a heart-attack around 7 years ago, I had an opposite emotional response. We were somewhat close, but he was always a reserved man who let his actions speak for him. He was in a coma and was kept alive with life-support until everyone could arrive from different cities to "say our goodbyes". We arrived and visited with him, but when it came time to finaly "let him go", I remained in the room with my dad's entire family.
It was really calm at first, as he was taken off life support, and no one could find anything to say. Then my grandmother, his wife, started singing his favorite song. We all knew the words and started singing along. Suddenly, my grandfather's body started gasping for air. I say his Body, because at this point his Spirit was no longer inside it...it was in all of us! We could feel it! As we all sang and started weeping, I felt "LOVE" in that room like I had never felt it before.
When he finaly passed, I was hugging an aunt I had never felt very close to as though she and I had been close all of our lives. My grandfather's gift to me...to us all...that day, was UNCONDITIONAL LOVE. It was the same thing he had given his family his whole life, and it didn't take me years to figure it out. I didn't cry at his wake or funeral because I had already made peace with his passing & myself.
*I'd Post more responses to everyone's ideas, but I am sort of choked up right now, and don't want to take anything away from this Post. I'll respond with more later.
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*Take care, Leo
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posted January 07, 2005 12:06 PM |
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Good for you consis. Not so shy after all.
There was one thing you said that i wanted to draw you attention to though.
You say that all or perhaps most religions teach that theirs is the only way that is right.
Actually they do not if you ask them. Jehovahs witnesses are the only ones that i have come accross that ultimately have the utter conviction of such. I should Know because i used to be one and during my door to door days spoke to people of many religions so i can honestly tell you that most if not all are from the school of though that all religions come from the same God.
As to miracles, my understanding is that a miracle occurs when God intervenes in mans affairs in such a way as can not occur naturally. eg. Egypts 10 plagues, Jesus walking on water and so on. When the laws of physics are bypassed could be another way of putting it, because as the creator of all things including the laws of the physical universe,
He is outside of such laws.
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Consis
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posted January 07, 2005 03:00 PM |
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Jehovah's Witness
I see the people of Jehovah's Witness when they come to my door and speak to me about their religion. My wife does not like other religions at all but not me. I like to give the person a chance to say what they think. Some people are fanatic and ignorant but then some truly wish to talk with very humane composure. When the person who knocks on my door is polite and courteous then I invite the person inside for a bit. I offer a small glass of juice and something to snack on while I listen to what they say. I've always thought of Jehovah's Witnesses as a much better religion than many others. There are many other religions such as disturbing Satanists by that nut Anton Szandor(forgot last name) in SanFransisco I think, Neo Nazis, Ku Klux Klan, Black Panthers, and many other undesirable sorts that could possibly knock on my door. Yes I much prefer the usual Mormon or Jehovah's Witness to those others any day of the week. It's really frightening to think how they have the same religious rights as everyone else.
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guitarguy
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posted January 07, 2005 04:22 PM |
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A thought
And it's equally important to pray/hope for them, whoever they may be. Such is the act of playing your part in the best possible way.
Let me add to that. Pray for everybody on Earth, as well.
-guitarguy
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posted January 07, 2005 05:49 PM |
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@Consis
I was once offered to take part in the KKK, and i was close at joining them. When i was younger i was a racist, but when i heard the limits they took things to, i quickly decided not to. This day today i'm a proud Christian, and nolonger do i see the world in a racisticel manner, i'm guessing as i grew, so luckily did my mind. Nowadays i'm against racism, and would gladly see it dissapear in this world.(this was a long story, the ones who tried to get me into the KKK, aren't even here anymore, they obviously noticed that when people really notice whats going on, they take of by the speed of lightning.. at the least here)
But there are people who are easily offended, and i must admit that i hate those people. An example, i might come with a mexican joke, and people should laugh if it's funny, and not cry out racism, because i probably didn't mean anything demeaning about mexicans!(i just used mexicans as an example)
Another thing that i dislike, and i must admit this is a big flaw in me. I dislike the "black people" here in my country, or most of them. Because every black man i've met in real life, has either tried to beat me up, or threatend to. I'm not talking about every black man that i've ever seen, just everyone that i've ever had a conversation with. Black women on the other hand are more friendly and polite, and always speak to me in a nice way. I'm not saying that all black men are jerks, not at all! I'm just saying that i've been less then fortunate with the ones that i've met, so if your black don't take this the wrong way!
I've got a very good friend, who is swedish. She lives in Denmark and is one of the sweetest people around, and she is extremely anti racist, she really hates racists, but she has come to terms that i've had some bad luck, so she doesn't hold it against me, but still i feel there is something at times, and i know it's this because when people around is stur the conversation over to that kind of stuff, and when i come with my part in it she always shrugs, but she says it's completely NP, so i'm guessing that either i just misinterupet one of the 2 scenarios..
I'm guessing i'm not as anti racist as i thought, but i don't HATE other people just because their black, and i always greet people in a friendly manner, so it isn't like a shut people out if they aren't white, not at all.. But i must admit that if there were 2 people, 100 % identical, the only difference is the skin color, i would take the White one, and it doesn't matter what the other color is. I would do this for 2 reasons, 1; i know a LOT of racists, so it would both help me and the person, 2; what if we have a fight and i say something demeaning of the persons skincolor, i wouldn't want that. So it's just saving me the trouble of ever thinking about it.
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Consis
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posted January 08, 2005 12:00 AM |
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Hmm, Honesty Is Good
I support your candor TheRealDeal but I don't agree with your scenario.
Here in america we are now taught, from a very young age, to find the understanding to look past a person's skin color. Exactly as you describe your own experiences and community setting, so too does it exist here in many parts of my country. It isn't that we americans have stopped or ended the existence of the kind of people you describe TheRealDeal. As I said, we have many places and communities that still preach against non-white and non-christian people. But we americans have come so far in that we now know the value of a human being is not found in an outward physical appearance. Through the many sacrifices of our civil rights leaders and ancestors live the stories of people from all walks of life, and not only black-skinned but also others, that lived, worked, inspired, and died for the right to an equal chance at the persuit of their own happiness. This is the legacy of my country's founding leaders and this is the legacy of all the people who bravely stood for equality under the law supported by its appropriate constituency.
I understand your decision to pick the person that would further your own safety but what message would this send to other people? Wouldn't that decision appear to condone the threats of those who influenced you to pick the white person? Wouldn't those violent people then be re-assured that their violence is an effective means to use on people?
The cycle must end at some point. Personally, I would choose to let it end with me. If the cause is greater than myself then I support it. And in my eyes, selecting the white person for your reasons would only boost morale among the racist group. More morale would mean more threats, more popularity, more recruits, and eventually more violent acts. These are the kinds of violent acts that led to the death of Martin Luther King jr. and the imprisonment of Nelson Mandela.
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posted January 08, 2005 12:34 AM |
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Well, didn't i say i first meet the person before i can say what i think about the person? I could just say "I LOVE EVERYBODY " and lies as hell, but life has taught me that i should speak my mind, and not just become a human pillow and tell everyone what they want to hear. So i'm glad you aprichiate my honesty(I know i spell like a blind rat thats been beaten to death by a wooden book)
Where i live there aren't many black people left, there is a few criminal ones(and it's true!) and there is another kid, about my age, which is really friendly, he doesn't do me any harm(or, not anymore), and he always speak to me politely, i've even got him on msn, i talk to him at the busstop every morning, etc.
I once had a chinese Aunt, she braught here child here to denmark with my uncle(who is danish, just like me) and they settled down, had another child, and lived in peace. 6 years after she got a divorce, took both kids, and said that my uncle had beaten the kids several times. That was prooven in the court to be a lie, she still got the kids.
I'm just saying that i haven't had the best sircumstances.. my mother and sister are anti racists, me and my father think much alike though.
You are probably more used to people of differen't color, you might have had better sircumstances.. You might even have had good ones, but that still doesn't effect me much, i can only say what i think from my own life, and how i see things. Apartheid isn't good, i agree to that, but i also agree to that poor people need money, but i can't do it all alone, and i shan't. I can't do much alone, and when a part of me isn't totally sure of what to do, it's best to do nothing, well it is in this scenario anyways.
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posted January 08, 2005 12:46 AM |
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**Nodding Head**
I can't argue with that. I agree.
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posted January 08, 2005 01:50 AM |
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Hey, I'd like to ask you guys something, because one of my brothers once said something to me that I didn't understand...
I once commented that I never actually realize a person's skin colour when I meet them - or rather, I don't take it into account when I consider them as a personality. I really truly don't. I have some friends that I don't even (consciously) realize are black until someone points it out to me. It's just that I was never told about that different skin colour meant anything until I was well into school (where I learned something to the effect of that skin colour indicates ancestry because it's caused by a gene).
When I said this, my eldest brother said, "That's very, very naïve," and it was somewhat hurtful to me becuase one thing I'm proud of is that I'm the least ignorant out of many that surround me. I don't know why he said it and it still plagues me quite a bit. Is there something wrong with the fact that skin colour is not something that jumps out at me? Of course I can see that someone is white or red or black or whatever but I'm naïve because I don't notice it sometimes? Perhaps it's because people of a certain group actually are generally one way or another, but exceptions are always possible, so I always try not to judge anyone by their appearance (except that, for example, I might not bring up how beautiful some artist's paintings are to someone that is apparently blind). So I really don't understand what he meant, or why he said it =/ Does anyone else?
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