As they closed their eyes to pray
I looked at the table and saw an array
Of body parts of animals who not only died
But spent their whole lives caged inside
Posted on 09 May 2011.
Posted on 17 February 2011.
I did not want to be so different
I did not want to cause a mess
But I can’t stop my mind from thinking
That I can’t believe in just a guess
If God is Truth then what is Truth?
Is it Inconsistency?
Should He be real just because
The Bible makes good Fantasy?
It’s not that I don’t want Him there
If He is, He’s been good to me
But just because you *feel* He’s there
Can’t mean you *must* claim Him to be
In my youth, if I could choose
I would have chosen The Fantasy
So I could belong with everyone
And they’d be very good to me
But now I find it somewhat strange
That I am the different one
In this nation of believers
Against Common Sense, Faith has won
I would not choose to stop believing
If it had been up to me
But if God exists, I’m glad He’s decided
That I don’t deserve The Fantasy
Posted on 30 January 2011.
Perhaps many are familiar with those reassuring words that Christians often say in church and during good times, but few people probably know that they came from a song. I took the lyrics and added my own verses between certain lines while attempting to follow the rhyme and flow of thought. The original lyrics are in black. My words are the ones in red.
* * * * *
God is good all the time
His ways are always sublime
He put a song of praise in this heart of mine
And took away my doubting mind
God is good all the time
Though He often allows crime
Through the darkest night, His light will shine
You just can’t see it sometimes
God is good, God is good all the time.
If you’re walking through the valley
And there are shadows all around
Do not fear, He will guide you
He will keep you safe and sound
And if these shadows jump at you
And try to chase you on the ground
Do not run and do not hide
When your heart begins to pound.
‘Cause He’s promised to never leave you
(Most of the time He’s just gonna scare you)
Nor forsake you and His Word is true
But if He does, there’s a reason too.
We were sinners – so unworthy
Still for us He chose to die
He chose not to outright forgive us
He had to be crucified.
Filled us with His Holy Spirit
Now we can stand and testify
That His love is everlasting
And His mercies – they will never end
Though we must redefine His “mercy”
To include the pain it belies
But for all the world’s sufferings
He will make eternal amends.
Lord I may not understand
All the plans He left for me
Your ways are sometimes cruel
For an omnipotent deity
My life is in your hands
And through the eyes of Him I can clearly see
Unless my own eyes are opened
To His monstrous atrocities.
Posted on 18 December 2010.
For what more?
From science, my spirit’s wonderment;
From philosophy, my life’s meaning;
From reason, my truth;
From my own spirit, my very purpose;
From my humanity, my morality;
From the ones I love, my comfort;
From my children, my hope;
For what more do I need religion?
Posted on 13 December 2010.
Laugh at what is most sacred
Poke fun at what is most holy
Joke most about what you revere the most
Good laughter sanctifies everything
And evil is that which we cannot laugh at
For a god who does not laugh is the devil
And a god who cannot be laughed at is doubly so.
* * *
Dedicated to all the warriors of freethought who tried to talk the anti-RH camp into reason, and who ended up being called Satan.
[Reposted from the author’s blog, Physics, Philosophy and Phantasmagoria.]
Posted on 12 December 2010.
To all the warriors of laughter who fought in the Gay Pride March FUNdie hunt.
Sometimes, being nice to people is not being nice to the truth. Politeness must never be allowed to trample honesty. Offending by telling the truth is not being rude, keeping the truth from others is.
Our beliefs are not just our beliefs. We can’t just say, “Well, these are my belief and yours are different. We disagree, but that’s alright. Now, can’t we just all get along and be friends and say everything is fine and dandy?” Our beliefs dictate how we live life and how we view it; they dictate how we treat others and how we want to be treated. Most importantly, our beliefs will, if we are conscientious enough, define how we act in matters of life and death – in other words, in everyday matters. We therefore cannot skirt around our beliefs. In the face of the world, this we must say: “These are my beliefs, and these are my reasons for believing them. If you disagree with them, let us argue that we may see who is in the right.”
We must learn how to laugh at matters of life and death from time to time, for after all, a good hearty laughter is what makes life worth living. But we must never use laughter to hide the truth. Rather, we must employ laughter to entice the truth. Hence, never must we forget that the truth does not like the dumb laughter of the shallow and dishonest. The laughter that will entice the truth is like the laughter of a warrior: bold, hearty and harsh.
Fighting for the truth is not defending a conviction to the death. Fighting for the truth is seeking after the truth. We must never argue to win an argument. In any argument, it must be the truth that is the victor, for otherwise, both sides lose. But before we enter any dispute we must never forget this: any argument from which no laughter was derived is a waste of time.
The truth is a jester and loves only a jester. The truth never comes to him who takes everything with a heavy heart.
[This is reposted from the author’s blog, Physics, Philosophy and Phantasmagoria.]
Posted on 11 December 2010.
Posted on 08 December 2010.
When a mind bears great promise, we call it pregnant, but when this promise is fulfilled, we almost always call it a father – the father of an idea, of a school of thought, of a science, and so on. The contradiction before us is clear. To be consistent, this we must profess: All creators are mothers, and all creation is like giving birth – painful, bloody, and dangerous. And this too we must profess: All creations are like children – they come from one’s very bowels, yet after being born they take on a life of their own.
[Reposted from the author’s personal blog, Physics, Philosophy and Phantasmagoria.]
Posted on 04 September 2010.
“My Bliss is KNOWLEDGE, yours is IGNORANCE,” is a quote I made that, despite having struck my friends – whether they’re online or in person – is one they respect. For several years it has been like this. As I was seeking for answers and looking for truths regarding life, I was disappointed and dismayed. I learned that truths are only illusions. I learned that each and everyone of us has truths of their own, one which if anyone dares to question, would surely make for long and exhaustive arguments. We have different perspective regarding things. Yes of course, for we are all different individuals, and yet we must not forget we belong to what we call the rational animals. However, some of us never use that ability. Instead, we just nod and follow what other rational beings are telling us. Most of us are afraid to ask the WHY and the WHAT question: Why are we supposed to follow what others are telling us? What’s the purpose?
In this case, what we call rational beings are like puppets controlled by those people who are self-centered, and deceptive rational people. Those who are only concerned for one thing: to satisfy their greed for power.
Some people do think in the context What and the Why, but they forget to rationalize and evaluate. Instead, they jump from one thought to another without weighing things using their critical thinking. Or did they have the ability to do so to begin with? So what exactly am I pointing out here, you may ask.
Let me just tell you that there is a kind of philosophical view-point about how people should think or the way people should think. This view is called freethinking, which holds that “opinions should be formed on the basis of science, logic, and reason, and should not be influenced by authority, or dogma.” It is a way of thinking distanced from any bias and prejudice, especially those of religious beliefs. It is a cognitive application of free thought.
Sadly, we Filipinos lack this kind of thinking, for our minds have been tuned to follow what our elders and our forefathers say without question. We accept things we never tried evaluating for ourselves. It is the result of hundreds of years in the hands of these self-centered and closed-minded people, who brainwashed our forefathers. Until now we’re in bondage to this blurred form of thinking, yet, we do have people who fight against this. Much like what our national hero did before, we dreamed of a country free from religious bigots and political tyrants.
We hope for a country of freethinking people, regardless of beliefs. Like what Gautama Buddha said:
Do not go upon what has been acquired by repeated hearing; nor upon tradition; nor upon rumour; nor upon what is in scripture; nor upon surmise; nor upon an axiom; nor upon specious reasoning; nor upon a bias towards a notion that has been pondered over; nor upon another’s seeming ability; nor upon the consideration…
Do not accept anything by mere tradition… Do not accept anything just because it accords with your scriptures… Do not accept anything merely because it agrees with your preconceived notions.. But when you know for yourselves–these things are moral, these things are blameless, these things are praised by the wise, these things, when performed and undertaken, conduce to well-being and happiness– then do you live accordingly.
This is what freethinking is about, but most of us Filipinos misunderstand it.
I would like to share a short poem I made.
New BeginningEnchanting thoughts of today Undermines traditional religious faith of yesterday Generations of thinkers are now dawning Enticing everyone to grasp freethinking North, south, east, and west Enclosed with new thoughts for their quest . Change is inevitable, like death it will come Amidst of it, we must stand firm and be calm Make most of what you have And do more… Cease absurdity and be productive Hurry up~ before its late Open up your mind and start a New Beginning. .
Will you have the courage of going out of your comfort zone?
Or die with your ignorance?
Posted on 11 August 2010.
Great things happen because you made them happen
Life is too short, so live it the way you want it
You may not cross again the paths you’ve walked on, so
Create memories with your loved ones, and cherish every moment
Only you have the power to control your life
Nothing else matters anyway
Say whatever you want to say, shout if you want to
Unleash the True YOU, don’t hold back
After all, YOU and only YOU can make yourself HAPPY and CONTENTED and
No One Else.
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Posted on 10 August 2010.
Assess Authority — Assert Autonomy
Examine Everything — Educate Everyone
Fight Fundamentalism — Forfeit Faith
Guide the Gullible
Improve Intelligence — Investigate Inconsistencies
Prevent Persecution — Prosecute the Pope
Resist Rationalization — Resort to Reason
Support Science — Secularize Society
Understand the Universe
Verify Vigilantly — Venerate Veracity
Withstand Worship — Weed out Wishful Thinking
Posted on 23 July 2010.
the birth of Another, the apathy of Otherness —
this altercation of the unconscious Self,
born of the irrational Yet:
the vague paradigm of Nothingness
as it unfolds, this phenomenon of alterity
embodied subjectivity of the ephemereal Doom
utterances coalesce with infinity;
impending Dread : anxious metanoia of Becoming
the All revolves, in this orbit of anamnesis
poignant reverie of what Was, and yet to Be
this-being-I, caught in the transitional flux ; between act and potency
the dynamic interpolation of mind and will; pervading Absence
— ,God; ? (It not is if what not is Be if what not is become of yet! )
I elude this context of preconceptual knowing;
this frailty that succumbs to the Appearance
the unified multiplicity of understanding the Cogent:
derivatives of a preexistent Nous: language
and, as horizons, concrescence of reaching the Beyond
dissolution in the complexity of the Cogent, the face of its pull
all understanding converges in the evolution of mind
ideas converge in the Becoming;
but, not shall it Be for Yet it not is, what is yet not to Be
is not Shall, in the Be of the end and all of what is Yet —
to cry in the miscontextual co-promise; this Belonging
a failure of the messianic, redemptive fulfilment of what is bound to Become,
but is not Yet,
— as faith dies, only to be reborn in the ashes of reason.
Posted on 12 July 2010.
In silence and solitude
You and I,
I am caught in this flux, this constancy
Of things — impermanent
Moving, and ? What. Yes, maybe.
Catching, this silence of the mind
Always moving yet
A glimpse into the unknown.
I fly, I dream in this vague luminance.
Where only the —
In, pure light — radiant darkness
As death and nothingness succumb
To the Eternal
Beauty? There is none, nothing more
In silence and solitude
You and I,
Posted on 18 May 2010.
I had a dream —
That darkness was all there is to see
That cold is all there was to feel
That there was nothing beyond this cocoon of despair
That, this seeming emptiness
Rendered the very fabrics of existence meaningless
And threw actions into overwhelming futility
It was absurd,
I had a dream.
And I woke up
Then there was light — a timeless luminance
And these sunrays filled me with warmth from within
And I — I am a butterfly!
Fluttering, wings engaged against the still air
Birthed into this enigma of Being,
Embracing the Open that transcends time.
I have endured the deepest winter,
And as the light pierced through this absurdity
I at last discovered —
That there was in me,
An invincible summer.