Looking through my writing, it’s clear I’m religious, though unclear what that religion is…at least hopefully that’s how it seems.
The important thing for me is though God is technically everything, I don’t want my religion to define me. I don’t want to debate you as a Christian, because I have personal beliefs that many Christians (who don’t understand the word) would call blasphemous. I can’t really claim to be Buddhist, because even though my natural thought process has led me to Buddhist philosophy, I’m uncomfortable claiming something I haven’t actually studied.
That’s really the only reason I call myself “Christian,” because I went to Christian/Catholic schools, so I have 12 years of religion classes focused on Christianity. My philosophy might partly align with Buddhism so that I can discuss it with Buddhists, but I’m learned enough in Christian philosophy to actually feel some sense of authority to call out Christian hypocrisy.
I’m rambling. I forget why I started this post. I had something to say, and I may have touched on it, but my words kept pulling me to say other things.
I know even less what I want to say now. I was gonna start another idea that I thought was a continuation of my previous one, but I’m realizing I was just beating around the burning bush again, so I’m just gonna leave this thought here, and maybe a future me will understand my disguised insanity.
88 – The Invite
Talking About Nothing
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