Wednesday, October 24, 2012

And this is where I rant on my religious views, or lack thereof...

I am not religious.
I hate religious talk.
I hate talking religion.

I am borderline Agnostic, borderline Atheist.
Depending on my mood.

When I've had enough of outrageous, closed mindedness, I thoroughly hate religious ideals.
I don't talk religion with my friends and family.
I don't even bring it up.
Those that truly know me, know where my stance on religion lies.
They either accept me, or just ignore it.

I've had many debates over the years, trying to 'protect' or 'voice' my thoughts. But, I learned that I will never get MY point across, with people who believe in God, or in their religion.

The people whom I closely relate to, is Buddhists. Their love, their compassion. Their peace. Their zen.
I agree with it. I relate to it.
I, sometimes even feel it as my inner hippie.

But, I am not a person that chooses an institution, to fit in. To be heard, or to feel 'not lost'

So, with these elections coming up. Everyone knows I am a hardcore Obama supporter.
I pretty much agree on his views.
Abortion, YES. I support it. Does that mean I've ever had an abortion? No. I never have. Never even considered one.
Does that mean that I am against Pro-Life? No. But, some people are so radically pro-life, it makes no sense to me! How can they be sooooo pro-life, yet once that infant is born, they don't give a shit about it, especially if it's not a wealthy borned person? Why is it some of these people who strongly voice their pro-life, also are soooo strongly for war?! That just does not make sense!

Anyway. I was just texting, emailing, and watching FRIENDS at the same time, that I've lost my thought of train! Go figure!

I guess the moment's gone...

Nevermind, it's coming back.

I once had a boss fired, because he was harrassing me. He asked me what my religious background was. We were working at a museum in Los Angeles. I was 18. Recently broken up with my 'first everything' boyfriend. I was angry. I had just moved out of my mother's home. I was lost.
But one thing I knew, was that I didn't believe in a Godly existence. Especially working in a science museum. Just being there daily, for almost 10-15 hrs a day. You rely on science, the facts, the theories...that, religion at my age back then, just seemed like such a bogus idea, to control the population. My mom always threw her Catholism down my throat. She always tried to teach me to fear God, to fear her. To fear all superior, as that would mean they had my respect and my endless love and admiration. That just didn't make sense to me! Why should I fear God? Why should I fear my mother?
So, we often clashed. And by the time I was employed, 18, and out of high school, I realized I could afford to be my own person, and moved out. So, during this turbulent time in my life, I was angry, and felt alone. So, for this particular boss to sit here, and test me...just infuriated me.
I wasn't always the smartest pea in the pod, but I knew harrassment. And he just wouldn't quit. He wouldn't accept the fact that we are ALL different. He hated that I was bisexual. What was it to him?! He hated that I questioned his God's existence. So, he'd always harrass me. I got fed up, and took it to HR. HR did an intensive investigation, and fired his ass. I won the case. I got to keep my job. I saw a glimmer of hope. I could be myself, and not be taunted. Nevermind the fact that this jerk was talking about religion in the work place! How did it even all start? I honestly cannot remember...but it might have done with something during a Christmas event. There was a Christmas party, and I was the only one who didn't get a religious card to give to my co-workers...and he was the only one who noticed. Asked why I even bothered celebrating. I can be Agnostic, and still enjoy a holiday. I often tell people that I am NOT an angry Agnostic/Atheist person! I am actually not a hateful being.
I believe in love. I believe in peace. I believe in harmony. Hate? Not in me.

With what happened with that boss, and only being 18, I learned to never talk religion to people who truly believe in it.
I am now 31 years old, and many times I've had the opportunity to say whatever it is I don't believe in, but I keep quiet, or politely node. Why? Because I truly believe that not all religions are bad. Not all religious people are crazy!
And, religion helps people.
Sometimes that's what someone needs.
And I accept it. I support it.
If it helps you be a better person, I truly believe it's a good thing.
Who I am to judge, or tell someone what they can or can't do or believe in? Right?

I have family members who were drug addicts. Then they found God, and now are the happiest people I know. How could I be against that??

So ya.
There is no direction for this post.
Just that the elections are coming to a close, and I hate that the republicans think they can play 'god' by taking women's rights away...starting with the choice to have a baby or not.

Religion and politics need to break apart from each other. And that's what they don't understand. The founding fathers created this union, to be free of religion. They wanted to break free from that, from the old world. They wanted to give us a fresh new start, with freedom. So, why is it changing? Why are we more and more becoming a religious country?

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