Jerry Garcia’s line, “what a long, strange trip it’s been” in the classic “Truckin’” applies to my life as well. I’ve been living on the edge for most of my life, and continue to do so, at the finish line here on a beautiful island off the west coast of British Columbia (nope, not in Central America, but in Canada).
I have no regrets about my use of drugs. I’ve been using prescription drugs to control my blood pressure for years and they work well. In my younger years, I also experimented with psychedelics and still smoke marijuana occasionally. Both helped in clarifying my world view and perceptions of “reality”. Both were also my choice. Neither were addictive nor had any awful side effects.
When I arrived in Vancouver, B.C. in the early 70’s I felt as though I were a “stranger in a strange land”. Having been raised in WASP enclaves, I hadn’t been exposed to other cultures or races. All throughout my public schooling (in New Jersey and Missouri) there were no “children of colour” in any of my classes. Not one. This made my arrival in Vancouver a cultural circus of colours, smells and sounds.
I’ve recently decided to quit participating on what’s supposed to be a “spiritually oriented forum” that’s frequented by fundamentalist/evangelical Christians. As an atheist, I find their comments range from amusing to despicable, the later simply confirming my lack of belief in their chosen god and religion.
There are, however, some enlightened truth seekers posting there (and elsewhere). For anyone choosing to enter into the fray with religious fundamentalists of any stripe, here are links to information that may be helpful. These sites would also be useful to Christians who feel compelled to spread the Word. Be advised that there are many “non-believers” who know more about your religion and the Bible than you may think you know.
Some startling events have transpired during my lifetime that had a profound effect on my beliefs (principally my lack of beliefs). I’ve always preferred the truth to beliefs and realized early in life that beliefs, particularly those that are commonly accepted, are often not the truth. In many cases they’re the product of childhood programming by the public school system combined with adopted familial, societal and cultural beliefs.
Truth seekers, and particularly truth tellers, have been mocked, despised, persecuted and shunned decade after decade, century after century, when their “truth” clashes with the common beliefs of society. Dr. Guy McPherson and Michael Ruppert are two such truth tellers.
I’ve participated in a “spiritually oriented” blog for years, containing a wide range of beliefs and perspectives. The following was in response to a poster’s comments that are summed up in the opening question.
She asked, “Do you think it’s fair that our American children have to lose more and more programs, like sports, band, and other community services to free up money for the ever-increasing cost of the services immigrants require?”
For over a year I’d been involved in an on-going discussion about Christianity with a born again Christian believer and relative, which I’d found both interesting and disturbing. Realizing there are hundreds of millions of fundamentalist believers in supernatural “gods”, all based on belief without evidence is, to me, very curious. As these beliefs have real life consequences, I find them to be very worthy of exploration. These are excerpts from our discussions. Keep in mind, this is an educated man with a degree who was not raised a Christian, but developed his “born again” beliefs as an adult. In many cases, we’d been adding comments to the original and re-sending our replies back and forth. His words are in black and mine in red. (more…)
I could still write a long list of things my Mind has collected to describe who I am. The more connections I have, the more the line blurs between what I remember as Time flows by in this 3D human reality .
My core settings are not entirely human. My genetics are different than 99% of my fellow humans. I’ve lived most of my life, from early childhood, disengaged from the three-dimensional Human Experience. Not connected to life by strong beliefs, desires, and attachments. Watching my Mind create my life as a Producer might, with minimal direction. I’ve kept a loose grip on my rudder and have passed though with as little wake in my path as possible. I’m certainly not proud of my species. Mankind’s hubris has taken us down some very deep and disturbing rabbit holes.