Where to begin? This is just a bunch of random thoughts so it might jump around and have no purposeful direction. Consider yourselves warned :)
I am helping my daughter research for a project that she's doing on the Hopi tribe. Two things about this: A) I fucking hate helping other people do research papers. It's very frustrating to try and follow someone else's train of thought or figure out what is important and pertinent information for THEM. Okay. And B) One part of the paper is supposed to be about religious aspects of the Hopi tribe. Here's what I found interesting. And, quite honestly, infuriating. Almost every link that we went to for research listed their religious beliefs as "mythology". Really? Mythology? So, the Hopi Gods are mythological creatures, but the Christian God is a religious figure? Someone please explain this distinction to me.
I am suffering from depression again. This comes and goes. I'm typically used to it. However, this is the worst episode that I've been faced with in years. Really. Years. It's scaring me. I'll leave that at that.
The economy is extremely scary right now, isn't it? Man. I know several people who are really and truly suffering right now. It worries me to think that this is only the beginning. 2009 and 2010 are supposed to be MUCH worse than what we're seeing right now. I shudder to think of what lies ahead if this is 'nothing' in comparison.
I told my hubby that I want to move to a cabin in the woods somewhere. I want to homeschool and grow our own food. I want to raise our own grass-fed beef. I want to reconnect with The Divine.
But here's the catch.... (and there's always a catch)
I want "The Divine" to be bug free, snake free, bear free, mountain lion free..... well, you get the idea, right? LOL I don't expect much, huh?
I'm suffering a case of angry and bitter right now. I'm so angry with, well, people in general right now. I just can't seem to help myself. I'm angry with my homestate of California for passing Proposition 8. I mean REALLY angry. I'm angry with religion right now in a huge way. I try not to be, but I can't seem to help myself. I'm angry with my government. I'm angry with my family. I'm just angry. And hurt. But hurt seems to just breed more anger, you know?
What makes a person radical? I asked this question of some friends awhile back. All of the answers I got were exact mirrors of what I would consider 'radical' means. I'm not talking about the definition of radical. I'm talking about the perceived notion of radical persons. You know, the ones that are so extreme in their thoughts and actions that they can not, no matter how much info you throw at them, conceive of any idea that is not their own. People that are obsessive. People that only read 'radical' left or right wing news sources. People that resort to violence to achieve their goals. THESE are the radical persons that I think of when I hear someone say that another person is radical.
Yet I've been told repeatedly that I am too *radical* and that I need to tune out for a bit, etc. Basically because I watch the news every morning and choose to have discussions with my family about the things that I see on said news programs.... I'm radical. I was told this morning that I need to "stop reading all of the crap that I do on here for at least a week because I'm getting too radical". Really? I sign on to CNN.com once a day to check the headlines from around the country. That's it. Yes, really. That's it. I don't spend hours surfing the web looking for the latest conspiracy theorist news. I don't belong to any groups that are plotting dissent.
I have come to the conclusion (after re-reading this lengthy and pointless diatribe) that I really am quite boring.
And on that note, I have a radical, violent overthrowing of our government to plan.
Good night, ladies
And, as always, Blessed Be!