Oh well, hello awesome Shield staffers. Much love for you all.
Quick update: I’ve been excused from all of our classes today and I’ve been staying at the library the entire day because I have to lay-out The Shield, our school paper. It feels nice to be trusted by Ms. Afos. And at the same time, it frustrates me. Mainly because she thinks I am responsible enough for the position. But I guess I have to deal with it. Besides, I get free snacks from her during break time, and hey, I’m the one who’s going to get the credit after.
I haven’t accomplished my requirements yet and can I just say for once that I am honestly going to miss these? You know, getting all stressed out, being too busy, handling too many projects. I’m going to miss these because they keep my head out from trouble. They take me away from my dangerous thoughts.
IV - LOVE 2014 - 2015 | RETREAT
I’m so glad I got to experience this kind of activity with this group of people.
There are so much more memories and I haven’t been writing lately but I hope after this week’s exams, I’ll be able to. For now, while I have lots of work to do, allow me leave this blog with these photos.
I am not a man of holiness and religion, but I believe I have a say about it, and I guess the time is now.
When we were kids, our families would always take us to fancy churches and big cathedrals with fancy domes in them. There they taught us everything what we should do to get into heaven:
Wear these totems, they’ll get you inside heaven.
Don’t correlate and give peace to other religions, that won’t get you inside heaven.
Do not cogitate about the beliefs of other religions, they will defile you.
Do not buy any material that is being sold by men who have cloths that are wrapped around their heads, those are bewitched by dark incantations.
At this point in life, I want to believe that religion was meant to bring us together. To tell you all, I have not seen a true Christian, a true Muslim, a true Buddhist, a true Jehovan, and so forth. All I ever see are people who argue about which group will shit their asses down to earth and then the rest can burn in hell and raise their middle fingers up to those who do.
I always ask myself, “why didn’t I ever help that poor old lady?” “why didn’t I ever tell that crying man that there is always hope” “why didn’t I ever put up a hand for that one kid in class who was always bullied verbally?” “why didn’t I ever ask the girl who was catcalled if she was okay?”
I’ll never really know why the people who go to church every Sunday, attend religious festivities could be the most cruel people. I’ll never really know why the outcasts, the rebels, the people with tattoos could have the biggest hearts. I pray for the people who went bad and insane for the sake of kindness, for the people who died just so we could live, for those who have been kind enough to those who experienced cruelty.
It does not take juxtaposition to see who you would choose: a pretty white boy or a bearded, clothed Muslim. But what if would change if you knew if the boy had blood on his hands which he hides behind his back?
How cruel religion can be, yes?"
Christians: I go to church every Sunday, give donations apathetically, use slander against other religions, but hey, I have the best religion, don’t I?
- thepoetofbedlam(via thepoetofbedlam)
How do you do that, my love? Damn, you write so well ❤
Awww!! Love ya, Aly!! <3
OMG KAAAAAT YOU ARE SO ADORABLE HAHAHA LOVE YOUUU
Thank you so much. You have no idea how much you’ve made me smile. People like you are made of magic, too. ❤