oh now this is gettin' fun.
sometimes i forget who i was back in the day. goin' through old shit always makes me feel better -- about how much i've learned, grown, got into fucking trouble.
oh gee.
the following is the last paragraph of a paper i wrote in a senior seminar religion class in college. i remember, i was just barely holding onto the idea that religion might have its place in this world, that there was still a chance... i hadn't fully begun thinking for myself yet or worked free from belief's bruising constraints:
religion entails a continuous process of growth, both in mind and body; one cannot be stagnant. The way we grow is by understanding the myths and rituals that relate to a certain belief and figuring out their significance to our own lives. This is something that cannot be forced, rather it must be an independent act of choice. Once cultivated, religion then successfully serves the purpose as spiritual guide to our chaotic, worldly lives.
in other words...
i was still a fucking drone idiot.
glad i saw the PROVERBIAL light.
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