wholly weak
today, Palm Sunday, I actually attended a Catholic Mass, at
Holy Spirit Church
at Dwight and College, in Berkeley
at 9:30 am, near UCB campus.
"surely He is the son of God" -this struck me as somewhat funny.
who would actually say that?!? Someone brainwashed, I would guess.
Christianity, what a crazy religion.
Jesus, the poor guy, actually believed God was his father, it appears, and accepted crucifixion as being somehow what his dad wanted for him. Damn!
If only he didn't believe he was the "only son of the Father",
but rather a card-carrying member of Jessology-
and thus a God himself -like everyone else-
(making love is making God)(God is love/loving)
he wouldn't have felt so all alone and freakishly destined for suffering.
Jesus needed to feel powerful -one of a kind- and couldn't deal with my concept of equality, I'd say. People as sheep, meant to submit...
Holy Communion with the wine and wafer...actual transubstantiation, they say (!). Jesus' body and blood tastes remarkably like bread and wine, and not like meat, like you would expect, lol.
the wine glass gets wiped after every mouth that drinks from it,
but it still seems unhygienic to me. I drank, anyway, vampire that I am.
why does catholicism insist on Mary's virginity?
Belief in souls and afterlife and angels strikes me as equally ridiculous.
And the congregation sounds like a bunch of zombies reading their responses off the projection screen. Yuck. And the whole thing was utterly absurd! People will believe anything.
I'm a baptized Catholic, I attended 12 years of catholic school, and my mom's sister is a nun, but I believe hardly anything... Mass brought back memories of all my childhood sundays going to church with my family, thinking about everything.
What a mess of absurd silliness.
Nothing wrong with it, though, besides being so bizarre and patently false.
I'm not anti-Christ, I just think Jesus was deluded.
He thought, for example, that a temple would be rebuilt "not by human hands."
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