Wednesday, July 16, 2014

#yolojesusswag


Religion is weird.

I have come to this realization.

All organized religions are full of really strange and creepy messed up stuff if you look at them in the right light.

My new host family has been planning this big shindig for the year anniversary of the grandmother’s death for MONTHS now. They literally have made invitations, bought all these flowers, took all the food stuff to Pueblo (where the dead grandma’s house is) to prepare it all. There is this GIANT pot thing full of some soupy sauce substance that I suspect COULD be Mole, but I’m not sure. They have propped it up on these bricks and put hot coals underneath it. Leaves from the trees keep blowing into it and I try not to think too deeply about eating it later…cause there ARE giant basil looking leaves already in it, so…

My host sister saw a leaf blow into the soup mole stuff and was like, “Oh no!” she hurried and snatched it out, looked up at the sky wondering where it came from, looked at me and said something in Spanish that maybe meant, “Ah, eff it. There are leaves in there already. It belongs.”

AND PUT IT BACK IN!


I kinda took a little nap in one of the side rooms cause I got bored. I think my other host sister is a little annoyed at me for it. Whelp yolo.

I got up and stirred said Mole for like 5 minutes trying to be all: hey! I’m here! I’m contributing to I’m not really sure what, but please don’t hate me for falling asleep!

They have made some sort of floral arrangement around a pic of the grandma and a giant-ass statue of the Virgin Mary. It’s pretty cool actually. There are candles lit inside the house by like 4 different statues reenacting the crucifixion and there are also several pictures of Jesus crying with thorns on his head. There is also one picture of Jesus partying with his homies one last night with all this food at the table and his hands are spread out like, “Look at all the fucks I give.” as he laughs yolo in the face.

Still. Pretty morbid. Makes me wonder if I will ever have a set religion. Mormonism sucks and isn’t true. Research kind of blew that one out of the water for me. Catholicism is a bit morbid and I don’t believe saying a certain amount of Hail Marys is going to help save my soul. Plus, The Crusades. (and I’m not diggin’ naked bleeding Jesus all splayed out on the cross.)

I think I am at the point now where I think all religions have good qualities, but are just kinda psycho. Kind of like your crazy Aunt Pearl your family doesn’t really talk about much. You laugh and smile and make polite conversation during holidays when you see her, but you don’t ask her for too many details of her life cause you really don’t wanna know what is going  on up in that head of hers.

 Also, follow the money trail. Money, greed, power and control are ALL present in large organized religions. And sorry, I’m not buying into something that wants my money for their benefit disguised as giving to the poor and needy.

So, I think I’ll just continue stumbling around like the town drunk, looking for truth and finding the crazy instead.

Maybe the only truth there is in life is that there is NO truth.

Only small truths you believe in and hold onto at night, so as not to feel like you are freefalling into nothing.

For the purpose of nothing.

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