Insomnia

It’s not really that I can’t sleep. I just can’t get Baby to go to sleep. It really sucks. Right now she’s behind me in her swing singing to herself. I’ve given up trying to rock her. It takes me hours to get anything done anymore and I’m just going to use this time to do whatever the fuck I feel like doing. Well, as long as it’s on the computer. Stupid swing keeps stopping.

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More Fundie Pagan nonsense floating around. I didn’t know that you had to fit into molds A,B, and C before you could really be called Pagan. I mean, really, come on. Pagan isn’t even really a religion. It’s a bunch of different religions. Religions that don’t fall into the monotheistic catagory. The only real prerequisite is polytheism. And yes, it can be one god in many different aspects…if you insist. If you can’t find a book about it in the religion section of the bookstore, then it’s probably Pagan. If most of the info you get is from the New Age section or the mythology section IT’S PROBABLY PAGAN. Now get off your fucking high horse and starting caring about people and not just in the way they fit into your particular mold.

I hear so much about this crap that it makes my head spin. And I seriously doubt that most of these Fundies even spend a whole lot of time practicing their religion. If they did they wouldn’t be online so much bitching about how people aren’t really Pagan. And if they do and they’re on here bitching about Pagan wannabes then they don’t have a flippin’ life.

I’ve thought about trying to find a tradition that I fit into. But to hell with that. I’m not going to bother. Who cares if I read something besides religious material? Who cares if I spend all of my online time in a Pagan forum? Good grief. I only have to prove to the gods how true my belief is and I sure as hell don’t have to prove it to anyone who can’t figure out for themselves what they believe.

Here’s the deal. I’ve spent many years using my brain and getting to know my gods. I’ve overcome a lot and I can attribute that to them. Not to these freaks that can’t even feel individual as pagans. I thought for a while that I needed some kind of name for a religion. Because that’s how I’ve been conditioned from childhood. I’ve got a name. But I wanted a group. Well, now I see that a lot of Pagans are no better than Fundie Christians and I’ve got no time for that. I want community, but I don’t want to have to bend sideway-to-back to find it. I’m thinking that a lot of these people have never really been tested by their gods. Well, we’ll see how they stand up to it when it happens. Looking through a mythology book won’t help. That’ll be the time to converse with the gods.

There was also another discussion on the dangers of using magic (IT’S SPELLED WITH A “C”) with mental illness. I say it’s dangerous, simply because of Karma. But there were actually people that argued with me about that because everyone can benefit from magic. I don’t really consider meditation to be magic. It’s a technique that relaxes the mind and body, making communing with the gods easier. Also a good tool to use after a particulary hectic day. Well, seems I’m wrong. Meditation is somehow magical. Funny that. Of course, I was talking about ritual, and calling to the gods in an impure state. But I’m non-traditional, so my opinion doesn’t count. Ok, that’s lovely. How’s about I give myself a name….Isian Eclectic. Ok, I have a name. I’m traditional. And it’s my own tradition.

So, I’m no long non-tradition eclectic Pagan. Now I’m Isian Eclectic. I’m liking it. Anyway, I thought about keeping the “non-traditional” part, but screw that. If I’m going to make up my own tradition then I’m just going to do it. No pussy footin’ around. Oh, I can see the eyes rolling now. “Oh, my gods! This chick is trying to start her own tradition! She can’t do that!” Watch me. I’ll be online solitary. Only solitary in that I don’t have anyone else to share my new tradition with. But that’ll change. There’s got to be some sheep out there. One’s that want to follow me.

Oh, I will find you and when I do….HE HE HE HE!

(That was fun.)

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What’s up with this crap?

Here we go again. Pagans deciding who’s Pagan enough.

Now you have to be an enviromentalist vegetarian to be a Pagan. And don’t use anything but all natural laundry soap.

What the fuck?! These Fundie Pagans are really starting to annoy me. I agree that we shouldn’t all be going around in huge gas-hogging SUVs just because the neighbor drives one. But I think there are really limits to this crap.

I try to think that Pagans are different than mainstream. That they know the gods gave them brains for reasons. But then these little high school cliques start forming and it’s “Every Pagan should be exactly like me!” And there are those lock-in-steppers that do exactly what they’re told and don’t contribute anything at all to the Pagan community.

I’m not the most ecologically sound person on Earth. You’d cry if you saw the amount of trash that comes out of my house every week. But that doesn’t take away my Paganhood. That just makes me an average American. I don’t bother to recycle because in our area the recycling goes right to the landfill-pink plastic bags and all. What’s the point?

I don’t eat all organic foods because I can’t afford them. In the summer we grow our own vegetables, but not enough for the whole year. We live in town and there’s just not enough room. Am I supposed to go without fruits and vegetables all year because I can’t afford the “all organic” crap? Also, a lot of that isn’t so organic. The rules for labeling are very lax. You don’t know what’s going into the ground as fertilizer, do you?

I eat meat and lots of it. Beef, pork, fish, and chicken. Why? Because I need the protein and so does the rest of my family. Do I feel bad for the animals that I eat? Sure. But not bad enough to quit eating them. We’re lucky in this country to be able to eat meat on a regular basis. Try going to a third world country and getting more than beans for protein. Well, try getting anything at that we here would call food. I’m not going to put the chicken farmers out of business. I’d grow my own, but there’s not enough room. Oh! And we’re not allowed to have farm animals in town.

I wear leather shoes. I eat the cow so I might as well put the hide to some good use. Even the Native Americans wore leather. Nothing wrong with that. Don’t like Nike, though. Just ’cause.

I use regular laundry soap because it works and I can’t afford the other stuff. I don’t know how to make my own either. I’m just thankful that I don’t have to beat my clothes against a rock. Or wash them out in the sink. If we had to do that I don’t think there’d be too many women in the work force. They’d be too busy doing laundry all day everyday.

I don’t like that we’re losing so many trees. I hate to see a tree cut down. Especially if it’s just for aesthetic purposes. “I had too many leaves in the backyard” is a bad reason to evict the birds and squirrels (and whatever else) that lived in that tree. I am a proud tree hugger. Without them we would have to live in a bubble.

So, back to the matter at hand. Why are so many Pagans becoming fundies? I think that it’s because various Pagan religions (particulary Wicca) are becoming well known. That brings with it the teenagers who like to experiment with various things and those teenagers eventually become adults. But they fail to recognize one key trait of many old-timers–acceptance. As long as they’re aren’t insane then let the gods deal with them. We don’t have any clue as to what’s right and what’s wrong. Only after death will we know.

It’s funny how a lot of Pagans won’t eat a chicken. But they’ll have an abortion. Which is worse?

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Yahoo! News – Did Bush smoke pot?

Yahoo! News – Did Bush smoke pot?

Well, this certainly doesn’t surprise me. What was he thinking? I think it’s awesome myself. I think it makes Mr. GW a little bit more of a person. I suppose he’s going to say that he didn’t inhale, or something along those lines. Or even better, “I’m forgiven. The past doesn’t matter.”

Pot isn’t something that bothers me. I’ve smoked it, inhaled, and liked it. I think it should be legal. It’s a lot better than alcohol. But no one seems to mention that. Oh! That’s right. Mr. President is also a recovering alcoholic and a dui offender. Well, isn’t that nice?

I wonder what he’s going to do when he gets to Heaven and finds out that he’s not forgiven. That murdering thousands of people around the world is a lot worse than tokin’ a spliff or throwing back a few cold ones.

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Bible Belt Upside the Head – Why the Constitution tries so hard to protect the Buddhist kid. By Dahlia�Lithwick

Bible Belt Upside the Head – Why the Constitution tries so hard to protect the Buddhist kid. By Dahlia�Lithwick

This is the kind of thing that really gets me going . I hate that religion has anything at all to do with public schooling. And, of course, if anyone objects then it comes down to persecuting Christians.

This is where the “How would you like it if…?” argument comes in. But it never works. Those that would do this don’t think that anyone could not want to learn about Christianity. They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that Jesus doesn’t pay a part in a lot of people’s lives. They’re in luck right now. They have the right president in office for their cry-baby bullying.

But what about the ever-growing number of non-Christian students that miss out on their education while these other kids trek down to learn about Noah and his ark? Why doesn’t occur to anyone that kids want to fit, so separating a few from the class is going to make them stand out. Maybe this is what they want. They want these kids to feel so bad about being left behind that they’ll want to go to bible school and maybe even convert. What a way to win souls.

I don’t have a problem with letting children experience religion from whatever age. My eldest daughter has been to pretty much every Christian church or temple imaginable. Then she has me for a mother–a bonafide hell-bound Pagan. But she has learned that whatever religion a person follow doesn’t matter. A lot of kids her age will judge people for being odd, but my daughter doesn’t see religion as the end all of all end alls. Sure it’s a part of a person. But there are many parts of a person.

But I don’t want her education being interrupted anymore than it already is. She’s got enough to worry about with her friends, grades, and..gulp…boys. God-or gods-are for another time. A more appropriate and private time. And no kid should have to feel differently right from the get-go

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The Price of Low Prices (washingtonpost.com)

The Price of Low Prices (washingtonpost.com)

I really hate Wallyworld. But this article makes a good point. We get what we pay for.

I hate Wal-Mart. I hate to drive in the overfilled parking lots. Walk down the overfilled aisles. Stand in the overfilled lines. I used to work there, I’m allowed to hate it. I have first hand knowledge of the crap they pull with their employees. Especially their female employees.

But Wal-Mart is not going to stop just because a couple of people find going there so loathsome. It’s a big money-making machine. And will continue on because shoppers can’t do without and they don’t want to have to pay good money for anything. Sure, you hear people say “You get what you pay for.” But those people are shopping at Wallyworld too. They’re standing in line talking on their cellphones while a nearly-homeless cashier scans their items. They’re picking up their pills from a pharmacy tech who doesn’t have any medical insurance .

Oh, sure Wal-Mart offers health insurance. But it’s almost $200 a month from a $700 a month paycheck. It’s insufferable. The people that work for Wal-Mart struggle just to buy food from their employer. Then they go to the welfare office to apply for food stamps–on advice from their employer!

There are plenty of reasons to hate Wal-Mart. But none of them matter when it’s time to open the wallet and pay just a bit more for something from another store. Or maybe have to go to separate grocery, hardware, and clothing stores. Very inconvienent. Who wants that?

I tell my husband that I don’t want to shop there anymore because I don’t want to support what they are doing to the work force in this country. He says he doesn’t have time to go anywhere else. And ’round and ’round we go

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