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YCA = Yahoo! Chatrooms Anonymous written @ 9:46 PM on August 04, 2003 I made the mistake this evening of going into Yahoo! chatrooms of the Christian debate category. I was just looking for a good laugh, and listening to the droning of bigots, liars, hypocrites, and people who pretend that they're intelligent is always fair game where I'm concerned. My favorites are always the ones who say I'm going to hell for-- oh, let's say-- believing in unicorns because they are "false idols" and the like. And it's not like I even told them about the unicorns, they just gather it from my screen name, "glenofunicorns," a title which I use on my website. Not laughing yet? Oh well, I found it amusing. Today they said I would be going to hell because I engaged in conversation with unseen identities, which they saw as a form of divination, which, as they say, is forbidden as decreed in the Bible. As if I can help it anymore that I can sense ghosts walking through the house, and who said that talking to your guardian angel was all wrong? And then they went on to say that my views on having homosexuals marrying in the church is wrong, a hot topic in the world today, and that my views of women in the church are skewered. That latter part is one that really boils me. In the Old Testament, it says that women are to have no high authority in the church, and yet men and women are equal in the eyes of God. It's because of this that many religions bar women from attaining, say, priesthood or becoming cardinals and bishops (at least, where the Catholic church is concerned). And this is where I have my beef. It makes no sense that men and women are equal in the eyes of God and that women can't become bishops or cardinals or priestesses. In my opinion, if a woman wants to become Pope, she has every fucking right to go for election as Pope! Just because it's never been done in traditions past, and some babbling Jewish mystic millenia ago couldn't conceive the notion of women being iron religious leaders when he wrote that book in the Old Testament, doesn't mean it's not possible and it wouldn't bring about some positive change. Yes, you are now currently seeing the side of Sam that is part militant feminist. I'm not a militant feminist until I see something I can't do, and at the rate I'm going now, tomorrow I'll be getting me to a nunnery and radically changing the world day by day. Of course, I do know better than to dwell a moment on the religious garble that is spewed in Yahoo! chat. I assure you that every time I click out of those chatroom I feel even better about being me and being the ecclectic Catholic that I am. I have no problems with embracing aspects of other religions and incorporating them into my complex belief system (for instance, I agree with a soul's purpose of achieving a state of nirvana, as seen in some Hinduism and Buddhism, all the while applying Catholic prayer and asking saints for guidance). Let's face it: I'm a pretty openminded kind o' gal. If you said, "No religion is right; we are all wrong," I would nod and say, "You're probably correct in that assessment." If you said, "You're going to hell because you support gay marriage," I would say, "Might be accurate, but that's between God and me, eh?" I'm not going to spit back up and agree with everything the Catholic Church says, but I am a Catholic by birth and by choice. I see no problem with a bit of divination every now and then if performed for positive ends-- hell, many saints endorsed mysticism-- and I think maybe spicing up the spiritual world with a little bit of everything might not necessarily be a bad thing. It can all be wrong, yes, but it's possible for a little bit of everything to be right, aye? Anyway, I've got to stop this before my migraine kicks in. *** In cheerier news today, I did not have to get my cavity filled (you may be thinking, why is that cheery?), and trust me, that was good news. The reason being is that Mother did not give me the right date for the morgue-- I mean dentist appointment, and I am actually scheduled to get the cavity taken care of next Monday. So go me! I managed to successfully delay the inevitable! I am so talented. *** In scarier news, I have a sincere feeling that I was attacked in my sleep by malicious spirit(s) that dropped by the house, but as I was in a dream state, I do not remember much from the encounter. What I do remember is struggling to stay in my body, which is by far the oddest sensation you could ever experience. Not entirely quite sure what to think from the event just yet except it was pretty damned weird. I think I let my psychic guard down by accident. Ah well. Shit happens and then people try to take your soul.
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