casekonly Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 personally, i believe in god, but not a christian god who rules with an iron fist...just a creator. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
casekonly Posted June 30, 2003 Author Share Posted June 30, 2003 ok, this bird is all about some religion, ya dig? http://www.earlmiller.com/images/feature5.jpg'> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kr430n5_666 Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 Why claim to follow a religion you don't truly live by? http://www.hsj.org/cl/shades033/images/schmt.jpg'> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
metallix Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 yea carnal sex.. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
unconscience Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 Originally posted by Kr430n5_666 Why claim to follow a religion you don't truly live by? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dirty_habiT Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 hahaha, this is horrible. Boogie hands is the most prominent 12oz religion. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
IDrinkSprite Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 lost my faith a while ago Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
casekonly Posted June 30, 2003 Author Share Posted June 30, 2003 atleast no one is really down with tampon worship.... as for boogie hands... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
suburbian bum Posted June 30, 2003 Share Posted June 30, 2003 People are always like wow bhuddists are so cool. I know all these kids who have a bunch of bhuddahs and claim they are bhuddist. But they have never even tried meditating and are materialistic whores anyways. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest krie Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 i do believ in god but i dont go to church or anything dunno which catergorie up there ^^^ it is under ? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest j Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 Cutting Through Spiritual Materialism by Trungpa. Good read if you're considering Buddhism or some other spiritual discipline. Good points made by makros and suburbian. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
$360 Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 religion is just an easy way to be taken advantage of. belive on what you think is right. and as always, makros seems to have the best insight into the topic. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
casekonly Posted July 1, 2003 Author Share Posted July 1, 2003 as for believing in god, but not going to church, i'm in the same boat... i said it at the top, i don't believe in a god that rules with an iron fist. i pretty much believe ina universal god, not some personified deity hell-bent on making sure that humans "live the right way" mankind has free will.... i'm happy to know that alot of you are worshipping boogie hands...did you stay at his convent? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
$360 Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 Originally posted by mr_president i believe in god, mainly so i dont get struck down... i dont know what the fucks up with anything anymore, i do know i got some shitty luck though... stick with the horoscope tease. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
rental Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 just dont believe in people. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dick Quickwood Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 r.e.m. is good i practice voodoo Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest willy.wonka Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 just be good.... follow the golden rules...you bitch <--- christian that likes to walk and study other religions and never joins the church kinda guy..churches refuse to understand me. its the best when a good christian church wont baptise you because you are a sinner. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest ctrl+alt+del Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 i know myself Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
space base Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 I believe in GOD, but not in any organized religion. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
casekonly Posted July 1, 2003 Author Share Posted July 1, 2003 Tease, seriously, bro....there is no "good luck" or "bad luck," life is what you make of it, holmes. i've felt stuck, too. everyone does. the main thing is to get it into your head that "it" is all good. god doesn't want you to be a sheep. god doesn't expect anything from you. just be yourself and be happy with being yourself. i'm not trying to tell you how to live your life, just trying to help you get that left foot, right foot action going on again. i don't pity you, nor do i mock you. kick back, drop some tunes in, take a deep breath, and live. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dick Quickwood Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 Originally posted by space base I believe in GOD, but not in any organized religion. :idea: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sean Daley Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 "a religion is just a cult with more members" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
villain Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 I am right now in the process of discovering the one true original religion. That has always been a strong passion of mine as far as spirituality goes. This book "Anacalypsis an inquiry into the Saitic Isis Or the origins of Languages, Nations, and Religions."- By uhh... I forget his name right now damn it. Oh I think it's Godfrey Higgens Esq. Anyways this has been the most helpful book I've found yet in discovering the truth and banishing the lies that are so prevelant in this day and age. However unfortunately it is questionable if I will live to see the end of this important journey so I dropped the name here so hopefully some of you squareheads on here could carry on my work..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest j Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 Originally posted by villain "Anacalypsis an inquiry into the Saitic Isis Or the origins of Languages, Nations, and Religions" Heavy reading.. good luck http://www.12ozprophet.com/ubb/icons/icon26.gif'> Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MisPantalonesEstaEnfuega Posted July 1, 2003 Share Posted July 1, 2003 I suppose I'm agnostic. I believe there is a god I just honestly don't care. Oh and I don't want to trash peoples religions but Catholics, no. I find it so hard to believe God is All Knowing and All Loving. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shaolinmasta Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 catholic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kr430n5_666 Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 HAHAHAHA! I love all these kids saying they are catholic or christian and yet, they are all about FUCKING girliesssssssss. Bathe in hypocracy. Oh man...and pornstars with gold necklaces with a cross on them...hahaha. Or even religious tatoos....hahhahaa....so good! Fucking idiots weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Æ° Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 I choose not to confine my beliefs within a label I've chosen to give myself, but I do believe. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KaBar2 Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 I used to be an Atheist and and Anarchist Not only did I not believe in God, but I also did not believe in The Family and The State (as social institutions, of course. Obviously, I have a family like everybody else.) But I figured that the family was a seriously oppressive institution, especially marriage, and The State was basically a Mafia on a grand scale, with a pretty flag and a big headquarters. Most of all, though, I thought that religion and God were a bunch of nonsense. But in 1971 or so, I was hitchhiking to Arizona to go see a friend at Christmas time, and I got stuck on Interstate 10 outside of Houston. Nobody would give me a ride, and they acted scared of me. I couldn't figure out why. When dawn came, I could see this group of stoned-out hippies farther up the freeway. They were running out into the road waving their arms at cars, trying to get a ride. I knew for certain that any minute the cops would show up, and after they arrested these clowns, I would be next. It was pretty much bright daylight, and the cops arrived and started chasing the stoners all around. I started hitching "harder," trying to get a ride. Even though I was a confirmed atheist, I said the words out loud, "Okay, God, if you're really real, get me out of here, I want to go to Phoenix, not to jail." The words had barely left my mouth when a station wagon in the inside lane swerved over and threw on it's brakes. The lady driving reached over and opened the passenger side door, and I grabbed my shit and ran up there and jumped in. No sooner had I sat down and slammed the door, than she stood up on the accelerator and went squealing back up on the freeway, shooting gravel everywhere. I was looking out the back window, like "Bye-bye, coppers!" I looked at the lady, and started to thank her, and she said: "Son, I'm forty-four years old, and I never picked up a hitch-hiker in my life, but Jesus came into my heart and told me to pick you up." She had very long hair, worn up on her head in a "bee-hive" hair-do, long three-quarter sleeves, and a very conservative, high neckline to her dress. She turned out to be a "Charismatic Catholic." She believed in healing by the laying on of hands, "talking in tongues," "pleading the Blood"---the whole fundamentalist Christian enchilada. Now you guys can laugh, or call me a liar, or whatever. But truth is truth is truth, and I'm not buying the idea that it was coincidence. In addition to the above, further conversation revealed that her son knew the woman I was going to see, Nancy. And her son was a former drug addict who had been rendered "instantly sober" while praying with his mother, whom he had called, in desperation, during an LSD party where four people who went to buy wine were killed in a terrible car wreck in a Corvette. I had heard this story before---from Nancy herself. She was at that party and witnessed the whole deal. This is a very long story, and I really can't relate the whole thing here, but on the trip back to Houston from Phoenix (I wound up not staying for Christmas, Nancy and her ex-old-man got back together and she was like eight months pregnant with his kid) I was hitching in Tucson, and it was blowing snow, and this guy walks up wearing nothing but slacks and a sport coat and tie, no top coat, no hat, no scarf, no gloves--no cold weather gear at all--and said "I've never really hitch-hiked before," asked me if he could hitch with me. I said, "Sure, where ya going?" and he says "Houston." He was from Portland, Oregon. As we stood out there (me pretty cold in my Army-field-jacket-and-liner, him freezing his ass off in a sport coat) we started joking to pass the time. "Hey man, what would you like for Christmas?" "How about a ride in a car with a good heater?" "Driven by a beautiful chick." "Nah, TWO chicks." "Yeah! And hot coffee!" "Oh, hell yeah. And how about fried chicken?" "Definately. And potato salad!" "Baked beans!" "Hot biscuits!" and so on and so forth. Suddenly, lost in our game, we heard a car honk. We turned around, and there was a late model Chevy. The driver (a woman) rolls down the window and says "Hey, can you guys drive an automatic?" We were like "HELL, yeah!" Mr. Sport Coat gets in the front, I get in the back. There was girl in the back seat too, who was pregnant, and all wrapped up in a blanket. On the seat between her and me is this big wicker basket, with a red-and-white checked tablecloth inside. And guess what was in it? Fried chicken. Potato salad. Beans. And so on--nearly every item we listed. Including a Thermos of hot coffee. I was pretty freaked out, let me tell you. The two girls were gorgeous. They were from Ohio. They went out to Las Vegas to become entertainers, and wound up dancing topless and hooking. The one that got pregnant was getting told by everybody that she should get an abortion (apparently it was a trick's baby) but she couldn't do it. She decided to keep it, and said to her friend "Enough is enough--let's go home, I miss Ohio." So they headed out. Their landlord was gay, and he sent the two "farm girls" off with a picnic lunch. They were like bleached blonde, black-leather mini-skirt type girls. But they were very sweet. When it was my turn to drive, the pregnant girl got in the front seat, and Mr. Sport Coat and the other one got in the back seat. It was cold as hell, so they snuggled under a blanket, and before too long, they like fell in love back there. I put the pedal to the metal and we hit Dallas late the next morning. When we got out of the car on the I-35/I-45 interchange, they actually cried, and begged us to come spend Christmas in Ohio. I was tempted, no shit. When they drove off, Mr. Sport Coat was like, "Man! Is hitching always like this?" Uh, no. It's not. Usually like this. We got to Houston late on Christmas Eve. Sport Coat called his long-lost brother, who turned out to be a gay dude living in Montrose in exile from Portland. They had a tearful reunion in my early-Salvation-Army decorated shithole apartment living room, and the gay guy thanked me profusely for bringing his brother to Houston safely. I went and used the pay phone on the corner and spent Christmas Eve night with my Mom and my sisters. For a long time, I was in denial about it. But, guys, that's about as close as I want to come to an actual conversation with God. It completely wierded me out. I'm a Christian now. I don't go to church much, but I ain't no agnostic, either. I can't explain the things that happened. They just did, and I must represent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
scumdog Posted July 2, 2003 Share Posted July 2, 2003 if there really is a god he don't love me Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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