THE ODOUR

of

SANCTITY.

Q:  what is it about filth that so excites the godly?

A:  to each their own (Now go look up ‘fetish’ … I’ll wait …)

To many millions of good citizens these guys (herewith, below) are the very epitome of godly achievement and divinious example:

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Wow …

… and now, more wow

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   These holy men are demonstrating the old adage about filling a need with a product, in this case God (oops) —

  • soap
  • suds
  • scrub brush

—although a water blaster might be more appropriate.

To each his own. I may never get to Heaven myself but at least whilst I’m down here I shan’t have folks begging my exit forthwith (“Get the hell outa here ya stinkin’ mutt!”).

SO HOW DID THE ANCIENT

Romans cope? They had less earthy gods—

—who sometimes were shape-shifters with earthy appetites—

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—as in this Pompeian representation (recently dug out of volcanic ash)(barfed by Vesuvius centuries ago) being one Miss Leda and her god.

For myself I say get rid of those human cesspits above … I’ll worship Miss Leda any day—as a path to ecstasy I think she has the market cornered.

THE CATHOLIC CHURCH

also has a history of unwashed hair shirts (apparently the more verminous the closer the wearer to God). To each his own … but again, given options between hair shirt, cattle dung shampoo, or Miss Leda:

NO CONTEST

(what do YOU reckon, Padre?)*.

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* Apologies, Padre, no choirboys on that list …

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WELL NOW …

MOVE ALONG, NOTHING

TO THINK ABOUT HERE

“The only Roman emperor’s sceptre to have been found has gone on public display in Rome for the first time.

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The sceptre, which is topped by a blue orb that represents the earth, was discovered at the end of last year and is believed to have been held by Emperor Maxentius, who ruled for six years until 312AD.

Maxentius, who was known for his vices and his incapacity, drowned in the Tiber while fighting forces loyal to his brother-in-law, Constantine, at the battle of the Milvian bridge. Archaeologists believe that Maxentius’ supporters hid the sceptre during or after the battle to prevent it from falling into enemy hands.”

Sourced: CLICK HERE

 

So?

So why should people who had absolutely no idea (pre Columbus, you see…) that the world is a globe use an orb to represent it?

Why not a variant on the basic dinner-plate? (Which as any modern ‘flat Earther’—yup! Despite all the GPS things and other navaids and centuries of not falling off the edges, or tripping over the damned elephants, still exist, full of sound and fury—will zealously tell you is much the more betterer representation.)

OR:

did them ancient Romans know a bit more than we give them credit for? They were quite clever, don’t forget; in parts of their widespread empire they casually threw together temples  made of 300, 400, 800 ton stones (quarried half a mile away) (place called Baalbeck—Temple of Jupiter).

Then again, perhaps a blue ball was all they could come up with … I mean, a life-size replica would be a bit difficult for the Emperor to carry around, no?

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A wee stone still in the quarry, Temp of Jupe still in the background

dodododo                                                                            dodo

ABOUT THE BEST

SUMMATION

I have yet come across, reposted here with little comment and no attempted embellishment:

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I don’t know why this argument doesn’t carry more weight and used more often by those wishing to criticize how religion poisons everything; the idea that it requires religious belief to be a moral agent is exactly backwards.

As you point out, holding to religious belief for ethical and moral guidance demonstrates that the believer is at best an ammoral agent… as in, not responsible for their own morality. It is borrowed. This means the religious person who follows this guidance is in fact morally and ethically irresponsible as an agent. This misguided belief in some other agency to justify moral and ethical considerations is what allows religious believers to support the despotic ideology of Divine Command Theory, which is identical in principle to the failed Nuremberg defense by Nazi’s… that they were, “Just following orders” and so should be considered innocent moral and ethical bystanders to the action they personally undertook. The court rejected that argument then and held these people accountable and yet (failing to learn from history) far too many people continue to capitulate to the religious and go along with the charade that religious belief qua religious belief bestows some kind of moral benefit when, in fact, it provides exactly the opposite: a moral deficit for the individual believer. A religious believer who uses their religious belief to justify support for a moral position has already capitulated their moral responsibility to their preferred scripture, which assumes ‘superior’ moral and ethical authority, which makes them by their own admission less of a moral agent than the non believer who accepts personal responsibility for their moral and ethical effects.

I think this is a powerful anti-theist argument when it comes to discussing moral and ethical issues and should yield stronger sentiments against providing a place at the grown-up’s table for the religiously irresponsible. What the most highly respected religious leader has to say about this or that moral or ethical issue is therefore of less moral agency than what any non believer, non subscriber, to religious ideology may think. And we should treat religious people in the same way we treat children when it comes to responsible decision making: excuse them and let them go play their childish games with other children.

filched with clear conscience from:  CLICK HERE

 

ARGUS—and (dare I say it?) I offer a Personal Challenge to anyone who thinks he/she or it is capable of challenging the points therein. (Pray for guidance if you need to, I can wait*) .

 

dodo

 

* Until that legendary cold day in Hell, if I have to. Give up?  (Wimp~!)

IF I HAD TO

BUT I DON’T—

“… Good memories from past lives can be awakened and great things can happen. To be able to fly, you must awaken the bird memory. Most people have these memories buried too deep to access. Levitation and flying is our birthright, stresses the Avatar Paramahamsa Nithyananda …”

—I would ask nice man to demonstrate. No, no, Silly Person … demonstrate the flying part is all I ask.

Your link:

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… and before you ask, I didn’t watch it.

I just quoted from the guff … my current incarnation is too brief a candle, no?

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FOR THE DAMNED

ONLY

(those of you with gods may pass on in peace, and with my blessing.)

—only got halfway through this when The Spouse needed me. But I feel safe posting in on the strength of what I’d seen. Now I’ve launched, later I can go back later and see what happens …

BOOM BOOM

CULTIVATE

A CULTURE—

I offer this word from some chap the other side of the world; whom I’ve never met and never shall. Make of it what you will—

—and be warned, he doesn’t make many points that we haven’t already noted for ourselves.

But surely it cannot possibly be of any interest to any ‘religious’ person~? I mean … SHEESHthat stuff’s for simpletons, the easily deluded!

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Liken ME to a damned cultist!  Out!  Go on—SHOO!!!

 

 

I LOST MY SOUL

(oops, apologies, typo)

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a few weeks back, on a walk out in the countryside (you know how it is—winter, soggy sheep, disconsolate cows and strict grass rationing when they need it most) (raw turnips—yeuch!).

and HALLELUJAH!

the bugger turns up again as the summer growth dies off to reveal it … not that I wanted my sole back. I no longer believe in soles (aaaah, soles!)

But then I got all metaphorical and philosophicule and stuff:

Is this The Lord revealing to me, in metaphorical or otherwise allegorical form? My prodigal sole returneth, and stuff? And then I thought “Stuff this stuff, Dog—there’s a whole universe out there, so give it away to those who need it and carpe the diem!”

A RELIGIOUS ENLIGHTENMENT

even a satori, no less. But—

—sadly there was no-one around to bite. Dammit, never a witness when ya needs one—so if I wrote a Book of Revelation, who would believe me? All I’d need would be just a first devoted few and ever expanding MLM downlines. Tax breaks too, for Dog’s sake.

Hell, Dog—play ’em right and you too could live in a palace and have a fleet of subscriber-funded jets …

So I went home where The Spouse made me a coffee using the miracle of electricity and piped waters … so join with me in praising Our Lord, from whom all blessings flow!

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“Is this sarcasm, Dog? It doesn’t become you …”

 

Wag wag wag wag …

 

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(Image at top courtesy of me—it was the glue shed along with my sole …)