So the all out zombie invasion is underway in World of Warcraft. As well, giant floating necropolises are floating above some of the major cities. All of this is in aid of the new expansion to the game--The Wrath of The Lich King. Yes, it's wonderfully cool, but also a bit of a pisser if you're trying to get anything done in the game. If you're hit by a zombie, you start to glow green and have two minutes to get healed--if not, you turn into a zombie as well. Which may be fine, but other players tend to kill you, and your 'real' character takes damage to armour. It can get expensive very quickly. And yes, all of the above does take place in a 'fake' world, but if you're having trouble with that, you are reading the wrong blog, my friend.
So, despite zombies and necropolises, I managed to raid through the Sunken Temple. Two and a half hours later, I had a new sword, liberated from a dragon. It's the size of a small Hyundai.
Today, though, I was in the dreaded RW, out in Strathroy for a baptism. Despite my arguings to the contrary, I was asked to be a godfather. Even though I'm not Catholic, the parents insisted I do it. So I did, feeling very out of place in the church, filled with people for whom this place played a very large role in their lives. I was an Anglican up until I was around fifteen, but I'm not really sure what I am now. I've explored Buddhism, and while I agree with many parts of the philosophy, I don't agree with enough of it to actually call myself that. I guess I just believe we should be nice to one another, care for the world and animals around us, and try not to be a complete and utter motherfucker. Is there a religion for that?
Part of my duties during the ceremony was to light a candle from the altar. As I did so, I turned, and the candle quickly blew out. If that isn't a sign, I'm not sure what else would qualify.
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Good description of your religious persuasion, Kid! I'd say mine aligns very nicely with that, with the additional proviso that I've come to believe more and more that all myths are just that: myths. Whether it's the Greek pantheon, Christianity, Buddhism, Islam, Druidism, or worshiping the sun or the moon... it's all very interesting stuff that people have made up over the past several millennia, thank to that fertile imagination that's evolved along with our opposable thumbs.
I know that the majority of the planet believes otherwise (in favour of one myth or another) and that's fine by me... just so long as they don't try to cram their beliefs down my throat. Which reminds me of a great quote: "If the Bible proves the existence of God, then comic books prove the existence of superheroes." Now there's a religion for you!
Kid, treating everyone and all things kindly is a mighty fine religion.
Remember the story last September 6, 2008 of the drunken puke chasing down and kicking a cat to death in northeast London near Fanshawe?
Horrific, right?
A young local puke by the name of John L. then posted this shit on the LFP blog of Dan Brown:
http://www.lfpress.com/cgi-bin/publish.cgi?x=blogs&s=blogs&p=7&blog_id=7&s_entry_id=3689&parent_id=&session=&blog_title=Cool%20Blog%20Name%20to%20Come&control=7&return_xml=
Absolutely disgusting.
'Trying not to be a complete and utter motherfucker' is, I believe, the literal translation of The Golden Rule from its original Aramaic. And it's a damn good philosophy for living - which I share.
I was raised sorta, kinda Catholic, but I found (through personal circumstance and otherwise) that I was always, at best, an agostic fellow. Eventually I came to conclude that it doesn't really matter whether or not 'I Believe'. Maybe it's a convenient salve for my rather ambiguous feelings about the possibility of a supreme being, but I just try to avoid being that utter motherfucker. If there is a final tally in the great beyond (which I doubt), I figure I'll score well on the right side of the balance sheet.
All I know is that I didn't create this particular universe (and I believe there are a few billion universes, just as there are a few billion swirling galaxies in each universe) and I don't think any of the drooling half-wits around here did do either.
So, can something be created out of nothing without Rory Leishman and Herman Goodden providing the spark?
I don't think so ...
Religion is all about story, and if there's anything we as humans need, it's story: stories about ourselves and our own personal narrative, about choices, about gods, about love, about death.
Nice to see Kimota, Butch and CL are on one more of less the same belief wavelength. Now, if we could only agree on how hot the Mayor is, we could start a commune.
Butch: that link didn't work for me, sadly. It could be just my computer refusing to download anything connected to Dan Brown, though. I do have a very good anti LFP firewall.
And any universe without Herman is not a universe I want to be a part of. I need someone to steal my taste in footwear, or I am lost.
Last September, Dan Brown wrote a column about creating a registry of people who abuse animals.
It was in reaction to that drunken lout who kicked a cat to death near Fanshawe and was charged by the London Police.
The along comes this local right-wing doorknob, John L (a website designer) who posted this:
"2008-09-11 12:12:46
Posted by:John L
If they had kicked a rat, or a cockroach would anyone care? Because it's cute and cuddly we assign a higher value to it's life and it doesn't end up on our dinner table or the bottom of our shoes."
The link just worked for me but it was rather difficult to copy.
Hey, I enjoy Herman's columns in the LFP. Ditto for Rory Leishman, Michael Coren, Salim Mansur, Luc Lavoie, Pierre Karl Peladeau, Benito Mussolini etc. etc.
Diversity is the spice of life, right?
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