Between Your God and Your Own Broken Way

I have been shocked at the conservative nature of much of the northeast since moving back. I don’t remember the exact conversation or argument that I overheard or may have participated in that stoked the fire under the following words to make me write them, but here it is. Perhaps not complete, but from my soul. August 7th, 2012:

I don’t want to get into a big argument, but certain among you seem very determined to present your contrary and often depressing view of the world. I pity your small view of what love, marriage, and life can be. I want you, as my friends, to find the joy in life that I have. I know it may not be ‘allowed’ for you to consider these things, based on your personal view of what your religion or political standing means, but I believe you would do very well from reading some of the teachings of Buddha, the Dalai Lama, Rumi (who often spoke from a Christian point of view, by the way), and other spiritual leaders and philosophers who all taught that there is no greater strength in life than Love. Don’t want a spiritual leader? Go read some Garcilaso de la Vega or Pablo Neruda.

I don’t really care whose teachings you follow as long as you accept a little more, well, Acceptance, into your life.

Not only is there a saying that All Men Are Created Equal, but there is also something called Freedom of Religion (That means ALL religions, not just yours), and something equally important called Separation of Church and State. It is Against the Law to deny someone equal rights to your own because their lifestyle doesn’t fit the purported laws of your religious. 

How many of you who are so very against things like Marriage Equality have lived a perfect saintly life, anyway? 

I’d wager very few, if any at all.

And who are you to judge?

Look inside the history of your own life and tell me you have never “Sinned.” (I don’t believe in Sin, by the way, but this is for the purpose of your argument.)

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Music and Pictures

I wrote the following on 10 June 2011. This is a very small portion of the aforementioned soundtrack to my amazing adventure driving across the continent with only my conscience for company. I know I kept promising more details about the trip. It has now been two years and it is still the single greatest thing I have ever done on my own. I have had several other excellent adventures since then, and am currently living the biggest one yet. I can’t promise any more updates on the original TCA, but here is what I wrote nineteen months ago about the mood of several stops along the way:

I keep trying to write up new posts about my cross country trip in Jan-Feb. I can’t find the right words for so much of it. It is visceral, really. Deep inside. I can’t make it into sentences. I want to show you. I want you to experience it with me. I get lost in my thoughts sometimes, imagining myself back on the road. I understand why people become adventurers and explorers. It’s hard not to just keep going back out there, seeing new things, living new lives. So, here is a little bit of my memories. I hope you feel what I felt even just a little.

Listen to: Bad Romance by Lady Gaga
Location: New York City in a sleet storm
Photos:
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Why: I went to NYC to spend time with a friend who ended up not having any time or energy for me. I did ok on my own, even with the storms, but the NYC portion of my adventure was pretty stupid generally speaking. I used to love NYC. I left there never really wanting to go back. (especially in winter)

Listen to: We Went Out Last Night by Kenny Chesney
Location: Troy
Photo: Photo4932_001
Why: Met some college friends I hadn’t seen in many years for Champagne Breakfast following a night of bad red wine. It was fun, but Whew. I felt awful in the morning.

Listen to: After the Storm by Mumford & Sons
Location: The Aquarius Mountains, leaving Arizona and entering California
Photo/Why: I have no photo. But imagine pulling to the side of the curvy mountain road, shutting off the headlights and looking up into the sky that was not only twinkling, but absolutely alive with and filled from horizon to horizon with glittering stars, All looking down upon the earth as the earth looks back at them. Awe is a most overwhelming emotion. Someday perhaps I’ll own a camera that can take pictures of the wonder that is the night sky.

As always, to see the full collection of images (some have yet to be posted, so please check back) go to http://www.flickr.com/photos/crimeofpoisson/sets/72157625932450210/

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