Agnosticism
-
“A glittering star on a sea of myriad waves”
I don’t believe in a higher power. No god rules my decisions, good or bad. I don’t pray for others that are in need; I help them if I can. I don’t give praise to some imaginary friend for giving me another day on this earth. Don’t believe in astrological signs or psychics or homeopathy Continue reading
-
“All this rejection’s got me so low…”
“So why did you want me to send you the picture [of the killer clown]?” asks the younger one. Fuck, why do people inquire so much? Now they’re all looking at me, awaiting my answer. “I wanted to write about it,” I answer. I’ve piqued their interests. They know I write everyday musings. They know Continue reading
-
“Count the bodies like sheep…”
Age isn’t for the weak, it’s been said. I’m no stranger to weakness, but I can say that I’ve never been afraid of growing old. Useless, maybe. Dying, once Today, [redacted] state that I accompany [redacted] to [redacted] in order to help with the shopping. Why is it that [redacted] always feels that stealing people Continue reading
-
Once More. With Feeling.
Patter. Patter. Sounds resonating from somewhere in the depths of being. Patter. Patter. The old man: I have always expected to become devout. All my family died very devout. But somehow it does not come. Perhaps I have outlived my religious feeling. A man drifts into the sea. His body never is recovered. Sinking below. Continue reading
-
All Paths to God
The first time I heard of the concept – vocalized, anyway – of “all paths to god” was in the kitchen of a friend. El Senor and I paid Chico a visit after we spent some time talking with Reverend Adam Zuniga. And it’s strange to think that two worldly different people – Adam and Continue reading
-
The Agnostic Who Believed in Charity
If you mean by a “Christian” a man who loves his neighbor, who has wide sympathy with suffering, and who ardently desires a world freed from the cruelties and abominations which at present disfigure it, then, certainly, you will be justified in calling me a Christian. And, in this sense, I think you will Continue reading
Chapin City Blues 