ONE OF THE BEST
images explaining the construction of the Giza pyramids—namely, how they got those cute little blocks up there:
(wait for it) …
… one of the best renditions of the Christian fishy symbol. Ever~!
Both available on U-toobe.
Just click ’em.
Or, don’t click ’em …
EVEN AFTER MANY
years. In the Navy (the RN*) there was an expression for mess tins, and even in our kiwi navy the expression lingered long after mess tins were dodofied by progress. But as far as I know the expression “Sweet FA” lingers.
Many youngsters believed it to mean ‘sweet f**k all‘ (which it does, actually) but really it is abbreviation for ‘sweet Fanny Adams’ — the terms are synonymous anyway.
I’d long known the broad derivation of the expression without knowing that Miss Fanny was in fact an eight-year-old girl; I’d read (and believed) that she was a damsel of professional affections who’d been murdered/butchered near a naval Dockyard. Quite wrong, it seems she was an innocent wee lassie who fell afoul of a respectable monster, who in the full sight of the Omniscient Omnipresent reduced her to her component parts. Not nice … but God set it all running fourteen thousand million years ago** and who are we mortals to judge? His will be done, etc … no?
What is especially poignant here is the phenomenon of Teddy Bearage, whereby even after a hundred plus years people are moved enough to … but then again, I’ve been observed quietly lurking in graveyards (tidying up a bit) myself.
Ya gotta keep Gods yer happy. (They just loooove children …)
* RN … used to mean the Real Navy … once … even navies are subject to Darwin’s laws.
or didn’t, but it seems I be one.
It’s amazing what you stumble over whilst following trains of thought—a miracle!
“What’s a miracle, Mr Argus? Are you being sarcastic again?”
(Oh no … Little Virginia, loaded for bear … I’ll ignore her, she might go disappear herself.)
I was following some stuff that sets in context my own schooling and stumbled over a word meaning ‘self-taught’. (It was in a Wiki article on an author I’d read back in the heady days of people running about with flowers in their gun barrels.)
But I shan’t tell her that. Let her fret, it’ll twang her curiosity. Little girls are nothing if not curious critturs—
“Oh! You’re blogging again … definitely sarcastic, then.”
And just like that she’s gone, possibly off to ruin someone else’s morning and leave ’em thinking that perhaps a second coffee wouldn’t go amiss … bitch …
rings my bell—
“Watts had another mystical experience while on a walk …”
—without disturbing my composure. As a proselytising atheist I’m disturbed by anything that rocks my equanimity; the single line above triggered memories from long ago.
I TOO HAVE
had ‘mystical’ experiences.
Nothing that challenged my sanity enough to believe in Gods*. I’m happy to accept that what I experienced might have been triggered by a release of slobber in the brain—to which I believe most ‘mystical’ experiences can be traced.
Here, have thee a nice religious experience—
And ponder the thoughts of the wee infant being sizzled by God (even more so if that graven imagery be bronze) (ouch …).
RELIGION & GODs—
Where the hell would we be without them?
“Argus! Will you PLEASE stop making folks think?” **
* Take your pick—there’s oodles to choose from.
** Don’t fret, Mr God, Sir … that ain’t ever gonna happen!
No, I didn’t ask Gramps … but I’ve often asked exactly the same myself, with nary a squeak in response. ‘Tis ever thus …
Ungraven image above courtesy of Google—ol’ Jeez there don’t look none too happy—but then, as an omniscient there’s precious little reason why He should be …
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In 1993, the Parliament convened at the Palmer House hotel in Chicago. Over 8,000 people from all over the world, from many diverse religions, gathered to celebrate, discuss and explore how religious traditions can work together on the critical issues which confront the world. A document, “Towards a Global Ethic: An Initial Declaration“, mainly drafted by Hans Küng, set the tone for the subsequent ten days of discussion. This global ethic was endorsed by many of the attending religious and spiritual leaders who were part of the parliament assembly.
—that the above quote (from Wiki) must trigger the semper excreta reflex, no?
(If “A word, to the wise, is sufficient” my cynicism may seem a bit superfluous)(but I doubt it) …
- All three of Him. Christianity is a bit parsonmonious here—some religions have hundreds, even thousands of ’em.
vomit … oops …
—make of it what you will:
“… Suzuki subscribed to the idea that religions are each a sort of organism, which is (through time) subject to “irritation” and having a capacity to change or evolve …”
Suzuki was a lauded expert in his field (philosophy) (not motor-bikes) and his axiomatic observation needed stating—so he stated it.
Kudos to him~!
SO THERE WE HAVE IT FROM
an expert. An expert who thinks that religions change in order to better survive. He was an observant man and not afraid to state his case, I like him — what a pity he wasn’t a Christian … probably better for him; in the wrong time and/or place he might have been guest of honour at a Fire Festival in celebration of the infinite mercy of a compassionate omnipotent God …
—instead of inspiring warriors to paint cute little chickens. And furthermore, buy now and you get the disclaimer below entirely FREE—
No chickens or slightly tubby Oriental swordsman-monks were injured, damaged, infected, or otherwise hurt in the course of writing this post.
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“A bearded US Army soldier who worships Thor, the Norse god of thunder, is being permitted to keep his beard as part of the military’s effort to be more religiously accommodating.
In 2017, the Army decided to allow soldiers to wear a turban, beard or hijab for religious reasons. Initially, religious accommodation of facial hair in the Army seemed to be directed at Sikh service members (beards are a religious requirement for male Sikhs).
Now, however, it appears this new policy also permits adherents of the Norse pagan faith, also known as heathens, to keep their beards. Unlike Sikhs, Norse pagans are not required to wear beards as part of their faith, but facial hair is apparently encouraged.”
Read from source: CLICKETH HERETH
Well now …
“Mr Argus, Sir?”
“Yes, Little Virginia, sweet child?”
“Sir—wot’s that strange twirly racket filling the air?”
“I think, Child … it’s several millions of deceased US warriors spinning in their graves …“
So ol’ Sam is getting a wee bit desperate, is he? But let’s not knock it—them Vikings were a ferocious bunch, actually quite accomplished in many ways—and your God is whoever you make it.
I don’t have a degree—but I recognise hubris when I see it—
“… I think it’s understandable that people who don’t believe in God or who have a theism based on some false religion or false teaching, don’t value holiness …”
sourced: CLICKETH HERE
—and this wee lassie stars in droves. Beautifully put, and classy too. (I have no idea what she means by ‘holiness’ but it sounds nice.)
As for that bit about a theism based on false stuff; wow! As in