Actually, even if just a little bit of it's true.
As the impending Apocalypse of 2012 approaches, I am becoming more and more aware of how little I qualify to join the Rapture. In fact, many acquaintances and friends have begun to discuss the reality of people being condemned to an eternity of fiery torment over slices of a 3 yearolds birthday cake. Of course, no one who thinks that they are not going to float up into the sky thus avoiding "hell on Earth" could say such things while enjoying that gluten-free treat could they? So why did I have such a hard time swallowing?
From the Christian view point (not all Christians though, if there's anything I've learned it's never to assume all people of one religion believe exactly the same things) I am a separated woman living with a separated man. I am an Adulteress. Even if I were to be divorced according to Matthew my new partner makes me an adulteress by being with me at all. So unless I choose a life of solitude and abstinence, I wear a great big red "A". Although I'm pretty sure that fate was sealed when I lost my virginity, which was not on my marital bed, in fact I did not have a marital bed because the night of our wedding my sister and her boyfriend took our room thus forcing us to have a marital couch. Had I not lost my virginity before my wedding I still would have been a virgin the day after my wedding. Don't worry mom, no consummation took place on the pull-out.
There are people who believe in the rapture but not by Bible terms. That only those who are "enlightened and open minded" will make the cut. Ummm I try my best, but I'm still struggling to be enlightened. Besides, I've always believed that we all have the same capacity for "enlightenment" and that enlightenment can come from a single moment of clarity (wow all these people are floating into the sky, Dude. life is beautiful, I love everyone and now I know I've never been alone,...), not necessarily from what level of reiki you have. That statement will probably get me into more trouble than the Christian ones.
Most of all though, I am saddened. I am saddened that I live in a world where people not only casually speak of the idea of their neighbours possibly burning in hell for eternity, but actually revel in the idea of it. It hurts me to think of it and not just because the book that my friends are quoting is also saying that I am in for a world of hurt, but because "Love thy neighbour" is such an important concept in all religions/spiritual paths. How can one love thy neighbour and at the same time not find it heart breaking to think of them (let alone talk about them) not being good enough to inherit this world (which may mean eternal suffering) in all of it's glory when kingdom comes.
Of course that's only if you believe in all this Apocalypse stuff. I may just be working myself up because my cells have developed an unhealthy dependence on epinephrine and other hormones that come along with getting all upset at what others say. Thus stimulating my endocrine system in order to get my fix.
Or it could all be a global conspiracy to increase the sales of fire-retardant clothing and underground bunkers. That's it scare the world into thinking it's end is near, SPEND PEOPLE, SPEND! WHO NEEDS A RETIREMENT PLAN? Ahhh sweet epinephrine, here you come.
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