Karma's Kronicles

Dinosaurs in the Book of Genesis

I think religion is a concept that has been abused and transformed into a tool of judgment and manipulation. The main aspect about religion that I don’t like is there are so many of them; most of them claiming to be the only true way of being spiritual and having a link with “God.”

One of my favorite Comedians, George Carlin, mentions the fact that more lives have been lost fighting in the name of the “Lord” than you think. I consider religion organized spirituality. I consider spirituality a source of positivity and enlightenment. My method of thinking makes me wonder my so many lives end over the concept that eventually leads to a source of positivity and enlightenment? I can find so much other shit to fight about.

Keep in mind that I am not anti-religion. However, I am an avid believer that everything should be questioned, investigated, and investigated again. I think a lot of people believe in what they believe in because it’s all they know and it’s all they have been exposed to. They never explored anything else therefore anything else isn’t possible. My skepticism towards “organized spirituality” came right when I started school.

To this day I don’t understand why my parents enrolled me in a private Christian School, not that I have anything against private Christian Schools, that’s unlike something they would do nowadays. During class, I would often ask questions such as: “If the Flintstone’s took place before Christ, then why did they have a Christmas special?” and “Why doesn’t the Bible talk about the Dinosaurs in the book of Genesis?” I was kicked out of that school in the middle of my 2nd grade year, not because of the questions I asked, but because the principal was full of shit. Afterwards, I had a nasty taste in my mouth about Christianity…at the age of seven.

Years afterwards I noticed that the most judgment people I would encounter were Christian. I had a Jewish high school sweetheart and she reminded me that we couldn’t get married unless I converted (huh? Religion outweighs love?). I often asked Mormons why they didn’t allow Black People in their churches up until the 70’s. September 11, 2001 Muslims killed thousands of people, including themselves, in the name of “Allah.” No Agnostic person told me I was going to hell. No Atheist has ever told me that I was wrong for believing in what I believed in.

Why there isn’t a religion out there whose mantra is: Enjoy the life you have been given and don’t screw up anyone else’s? Can’t People can be different from you and still be good people? Doesn’t it piss you off when bad people get enjoy success? Doesn’t it piss you off when unfortunate things happen to good hearted people? I like to see bad things happen to bad people. I love to see good things happen to good people. You Reap what you sow…sounds a whole lot like Karma doesn’t it?

The Image Of Us

*This was written around August of 2003 after I "reunited" with a former girlfriend from a relationship that took place back in 1996 when I lived in Las Vegas. We just happened to be able to meet up seven years later in Atlanta. It was exactly like being in a time machine.*

It seems as if my mind is addicted,
To the thought of you.
And I was wondering if I left an impression,
One you would like to come back to.

Or were you just a ghost-like memory,
Disguised as a human being,
Who will soon tell me it was all a myth,
And that I might as well have been dreaming.

Have I helplessly become attracted to that dream,
That I’ll eventually have to wake from,
And live the rest of my life awake just wondering,
If anything had changed since we were young?

Now, if you ever think about me,
Do you often smile when you do?
Did I remind you of someone you once loved,
Or did I seem like someone strangely new?

Because a part of me was aching to see,
The person that I used to be.
But when I saw you, my aches went away,
And time-travel fantasies became a reality.

Thank you for taking me back in time,
When I was yours and you were mine.
And reminding me that you are still someone kind,
And refreshing the image of “us” in my mind.

Random Mind Dumplings 12

*I have noticed that since my Fiancee has lost over 75 lbs. this past year, I have been telling a whole lot more fat jokes around her. I swear it's on accident...yes, I do tell jokes on accident from time to time.

*I don't see how an inside message shared only by females on facebook promotes awareness of Breast Cancer. How are you going to promote awareness when only half the population is in on the secret?

*Speaking off facebook, I'm not really comfortable blogging (or "mind dumping") on that site. Trust me, I love an audience...but not one that big. Too many people would get offended at some of the crap that I say. I'll save all my shit-talking for Karma Reaper's Harvest.

*I'm not fully addicted to Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 even though I've spent plenty of hours dodging bullets (well...most bullets) on Xbox Live. Playing that game is a lot like sex; I have to be in the mood before doing it, and I only play it for two minutes at a time, HA! (I was kidding about the two minute thing).

*A good friend of mine who I admire and respect recently mistook my admiration and respect for fear. I hope my friend doesn't learn the difference between respect and fear the hard way.

*Isn't it amazing how popular the word "Douche bag" has gotten the past five years? I wonder if douching has gotten popular as well.

*I have taken my first sick day off the new year; actually my first sick day in months. Sick days would be a lot more enjoyable if sickness wasn't involved.

*I think Tim Andrews of the "Regular Guys" is the Man! He is funny as hell, he is very witty, and he doesn't take shit from ANYBODY!!!! I hate admitting this, but I had a chance to meet him at a Hooters a month ago, but chickened out and buried my face in my hot wings (since I couldn't bury my face in a certain waitress' chest).

*I'm not really a big religious guy, but I honestly have to say that Top Ramen Noodles is God's most gracious gift to college students and people on a tight food budget. I think Dogs are God's gift to men who need someone to blame farts on.

*I'm thinking about posting an x-rated poem that I wrote several years back that got me a decent amount of poon in my "bachelor days." I'm within 74 days no longer being considered single, might as well. The name of the poem is "It Starts With a Smile." Maybe I shouldn't post it...my Mom (the Diva) might read this from time to time.