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so what is pantheism. my friend and pseudo-guardian angel tells me i'm a "pantheist". according to the internet:
so what is pantheism. my friend and pseudo-guardian angel tells me i'm a "pantheist". according to the internet:
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unfortunately i don't know how to change my google account to simply admit that, despite my facial bone structure, i do speak the english language, and do not need automatic translation into a more chinese-looking dialect. (yes. i know it's korean. casual racism is funny, that's all. ethnic banter, lads.)
i digress. pantheism actually means the belief that god is not a single body or deity, rather inherently present in everything and everyone. everything, everythinggggg is connected, and part of the spiritual world.
weird...
i often get slightly dizzied when people put a label - like pantheism - on an idea that i verbally express. i was discussing the universe (fairly broad topic, then) with my bro, when he asked..
okay i don't really remember the conversation that well, it was a while ago and my memory is, well, i'm pretty sure i must've ejected it in my ejaculate at some point shortly after i discovered masturbation.
this is now so off topic that i don't see the point in returning to pantheism in detail. i am a pantheist, long story short.
and despite the name of my blog, i do give a fuck about some things. SOME things. earthly matters, like whether there's cash in my bank account, whether people think i'm funny, how i look when i go out, i only give a fuck about on a.. superficial? level.
but if i met neil degrasse tyson tomorrow, and he explained the universe (again, maybe too broad to discuss in a passing meeting) i would gladly drop all my stupid, bullshit-centric human worries and stalk him all the way home, break into his house, chain myself to whatever couldn't be moved without power tools, and demand he accept me as his protege.
fuck, i wouldn't even ask to be involved in the science. just to be there when he works it.
my pantheist friend alerted me to some old man who is near death, speaking at my university on thursday of this week. he has a book called "neutrino hunters", i am simply far too lazy to google his name. i wish i could read that book in time for the talk, but i can't. i'm stupid, lazy and busy, a truly penis-invertingly scary trifecta of unfortunate shit piled on me by the universe.
still, to be in the presence of someone who is un-penis-inverted.. that'll be sick.
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