2005-12-03 
 

an entry in two parts - part two

Wednesday night, as I typed in the preceeding entry, I had several lines interspersed throughout which owned that a certain religious ceremony played a part in my willingness to open my mind to new ideas. It mucked with the flow of the entry so I decided to take them out, but didn't want to lose the thoughts. I saved 'em in draft form and decided to publish them later. So regarding yesterday's take that the Tomorrow People helped pave the way for a SciFi passion...

I need to admit that this particular take on things may not be 100 percent accurate. In fact, at the time, I held an unshakeable faith in the very unscientific dogma of the protestant church, and much of the SciFi I came across did tend to challenge that faith or at least force me into a position where I'd need to examine it.

It was around the time of the Tomorrow People that I also began preparations to become a member of the church. It involved classes in the church's beliefs and a much deeper examination of religion than I'd been exposed to before.

It might surprise some to learn that I class the experience as quite positive. I had the good fortune to be led by a man who insisted that we truly examine our own faith to ensure that it was real without once standing above and claiming that he had the accurate interpretation of the whole truth. In fact, it was his admission that the bible was indeed open to interpretations and that he himself had questions about certain points that kept me a member of that particular congregation for so long. Long after I realized that the sect as a whole was decades, if not centuries away from considering intimate love between men as being a godly option in life.

As I look back there were many other factors involved in the expansion of my mind. Parents who insisted that I learn to think for myself, a particularly involved history teacher in 10th grade, and many others.

Darn. I thought I was having a relevation and it turned out I was just looking at my belly button.

Oh well, it's the thought that counts. Nostalgic masturbation aside, I truly appreciate those who gave me the opportunities and ecourougment to think. I'll let these entries stand as a minor thank you to all of them.

Labels: dose of mikey, memory lane

* posted by me at 1:03 AM

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