“I think the BEST way you can interpret explicit, horrible old religious scripture and creeds, especially around such ideas as LGBTQ rights and slavery and rape and torture, is to say those old writings are *bad* by today’s standards and should be dropped like yesterday’s news. Stop trying to rationalize by saying, well, those writings were from a time of different understanding and they can now be reinterpreted, especially in light of Jesus’s message of love.

No. Interpret them by TODAY’s standards, because we know better TODAY. Drop them and label them simply as the bad ideas that they are. Keep the best ideas Jesus spoke about and label them as the good ideas that they are. Stop trying to label all of it as good with the right interpretation. Lots of it is bad and it should be called that.

Doing that IS heresy. Label it as such – honestly. Heresy is often good.

The reason this is important: rationalization and redefinition keeps the bad shit in the canon without comment, leaving it available for the next Trump-like creature or ISIS-like club to interpret as they wish and gain legitimacy through scriptural association because people like you don’t have the courage to call it ex-scripture that was a bad idea.”


A comment by Matt Woodling on this article.

Conversations with the Elderly.

“You and your man will have an amazing life.  And if anyone says anything just say ‘WAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH’.”

“Oh don’t worry, I  pay no mind to ignorant people.”

“AMEN to that.”


(this is the same dude who told me he liked Miley Cyrus better than Beyoncé)


If Religion doesn’t make you better, more loving, more compassionate… then it’s just a get-out-of-hell-free card.  That’s what it was for me for almost two decades.

Western religions I mean, as far as hell goes.

I read The Battle for God by Karen Armstrong.  It’s about Fundamentalism in Jewish, Christian, and Muslim traditions.  VERY informative.  History is so tied into religion.  I was especially interested to read about the split between liberal and conservative Christians in the U.S. and how that came about.


Billion Years

Reading this book, Beyond Belief (My Secret Life Inside Scientology and my Harrowing Escape) by Jenna Miscavige Hill

Check out the excerptimg_68491

God I love this song.

I’m getting real tired of this “A cute couple is on vacation” music video nonsense. I know EDM can do better. Oh well.  THE SONG tho.



Gonna see Jai Wolf in November!  Then late November Thanksgiving with family… followed by flying to India to see my dearly beloved.

In other news, I keep throwing more blocks on my jenga tower of a life.  Working too much.  My to-do list gets longer but I work so much that I don’t even have time to maintain a clean room, and keep up with  my language studies. gah.

more wordspew

Rain.  The wildness we armor ourselves against, shoulder-blades turned inward, facing the mud, running for shelter.

Impulsive, easy as instinct, reckless as breathing, that is to say, it’s opposite (reckless, not breathing).

This or I could be the rain you avoid (have been). Could still become.

The future is so ambiguous, predictions are just a distraction from the chaos.  Don’t fear what you can’t know.   Meet your anticipation halfway, this is that glass fictional therapists won’t shut up about, this is the end of reason and the beginning of something more.

I don’t know. I don’t know.

But I hope,

Oh how I hope.

Face turned toward the rain.

Searching for an endless spring.


“I wrote this on an airplane where the people looked like eggs.”

Granny Weatherwax is Bae ❤️

“…And that’s what your holy men discuss, is it?” [asked Granny Weatherwax.]

“Not usually. There is a very interesting debate raging at the moment on the nature of sin. for example.” [answered Mightily Oats.]

“And what do they think? Against it, are they?”

“It’s not as simple as that. It’s not a black and white issue. There are so many shades of gray.”



“There’s no grays, only white that’s got grubby. I’m surprised you don’t know that. And sin, young man, is when you treat people like things. Including yourself. That’s what sin is.”

“It’s a lot more complicated than that–“

“No. It ain’t. When people say things are a lot more complicated than that, they means they’re getting worried that they won’t like the truth. People as things, that’s where it starts.”

“Oh, I’m sure there are worse crimes–“

“But they starts with thinking about people as things…”

–from Carpe Jugulum, by Terry Pratchett.


Don’t have a lot to say.  Waiting for this #*%$*@ election to be over.

Also maybe trying to learn 3 languages at once is not really that practical.  Too late to stop now though.

Oh and did you know you can make a pancake with only flour, water, oil, and baking powder?   I also add dry oatmeal for healthfulness, as well as chili powder, seasoning salt, and garlic, because I like ’em savory.  It’s really easy, you don’t even have to measure, just don’t use much oil or baking powder and you’re good.

I had been using baking mix (like bisquick)  but I’m tryna get even cheaper with groceries.   Bought oil, baking powder, flour, popcorn, and a large squash for $6 today at #Aldi.


(Screams happily)

Doesn’t really balance out this dreadful election, but it tries.

Zhè shì yī shǒu gē


the thing that gives you escape, you
can never stop thanking.

a blood pact, the way the heart names
its left ventricle

after this cage door, swinging

this gratefulness,
the color of the sun

the color of thirst,
finally sated.


Huh guess wordpress titles are not all about special characters.

rejoice in the beautiful land that is the friendzone.

Ways to respond when I tell you “sorry, I have a boyfriend”.

“Oh ?  What does he do?”  And then we get into a twenty minute talk about how awesome my boyfriend is (and believe me I could go on for several hours on that subject), interracial relationships, long distance relationships, etc.


“What? No you don’t.  Let me see a picture.  How come you don’t have a picture. You don’t really have a boyfriend.  I don’t believe you.”  That was 2 years ago, Halloween.

Which is why I now have a picture of us saved as my phone background.

NOT TO MENTION.  If I was just saying that to get rid of you, wouldn’t you just say okay and go away?    Like, yeah, now that you called me out on trying to reject you without making you aggressive and angry I really want to be with you..  Luvvas fa LYFE.

Or this dude that pulled up next to me asking if he could take me to dinner sometime.  Gave my line about my boyfriend.  Him:  “Lucky Motherf***er.”  Tire squeals away.

uh. okay.