Tuesday, October 10, 2006: Believers and Mages
Lately, I've been taking a kind of rude insult from a socially blind Mr. Sagittarius. I'm not calling him socially blind just based on a spontaneous bad event, but also because I've known him to be like that. He's a fan of it-ism (I'm not naming it here).
And it's because I don't believe.
What does he take me for anyway? A rudderless ship?
I don't believe.
He didn't take this for an answer.
Admittedly though, I do subscribe to a kind of thinking that everything is magical. There's a charm in certain things that makes you attracted to them, while others seem to have this strong repulsive power.
But that's subjective. The magic in question here is making things happen.
I'm a Mage, not a Believer. Not yet. However, the liturgical songs seem to be winning me over a bit. (These are those songs that praise God or Christ or the Virgin Mary, such as Ave Verum Corpus, as well as Verbum Supernum Prodiens and its shorter derivatives, O Salutaris Hostia and Salut de la Veille des O [sung at Choral Fest X '06!!]).
Mages toil, and work with their hands. That's what I've been doing lately for (hopefully) A1 grades in the EYEs.
Where Mages are concerned, the power is within them.
Some other people are convinced that the higher powers they believe in will help them along the way, and here I'll call them Believers. I cannot possibly despise all Believers in general because most of them are nice people, for one.
Where Believers are concerned, the power is their Higher Power, which will guide and protect them.
Another reason why I cannot possibly despise all the Believers is that some of them are Mages too. They're the Believing Mages. And very often, it is the Believing Mages who accomplish the most, with Mages ranking second and pure Believers last.
They sweat and toil, and also have guidance from a Higher Power.
Hey, I never said these two work at cross-purposes.
HOWEVER, IT IS THE FORCING BELIEVERS AND TAUNTING BELIEVERS WHO ARE EVIL.
I'm not abusing caps here. I hate Mr. Sagittarius because he's a Forcing/Taunting Believer.
What does he do?
Once, Ophanimon signed me up for a prayer session without telling me, and I was fuming on hearing that. I don't believe in it-ism.
Mr. Sagittarius then asked me why. "Are you a 'it-ist' or a Christian?" Deliberate grammar mistake here because 'it-ism' begins with a consonant if I were to use the actual word.
"You are a 'it-ist'," he declares triumphantly, even after I re-iterate my stand that I DON'T BELIEVE.
I can tell you that in it-ism's way of teaching you to be good, the emphasis seems to be on the consequences of your actions. But in the version of one of their books that I read, it's all in relation to jobs that existed long ago, if not related to animals. I'm not bad-mouthing it. It's true. And the consequences are seriously horrid.
Here're some of them:
Example 1:
Ever wondered why you now... ?
This is because, in your past life, you [did something that is not acceptable].
Example 2:
Woe be to those who [do something that is not acceptable],
for they shall be... [tied to spoked wheels in whichever level of Hell it is and be whipped, be reincarnated as a lower form in their next life, etc.]
I don't stink because my soul mishonestly sold incense a few thousand years ago. That's IRRATIONAL THINKING. I stink because of the presence of APOCRINE SWEAT GLANDS. Get that straight, Mr. Sagittarius.
Anyway, you can see from there, that's a job that most don't do anymore, except for those peddlers outside the temples.
I think you can guess what 'it-ism' is already and be 80% correct, if not 100% correct, on the first guess.
And, as you can see, I HATE irrationality.
Mages, Believers and Believing Mages co-exist harmoniously in this world, and I think I should already be part of this community. But Mr. Sagittarius won't be for some time yet; maybe I should open his eyes and let him see the grief and pain. Then again, he doesn't feel connected by that helpless heartstring I feel that's being tugged whenever it's evident that he's gotten himself into a mess and I can do nothing but watch.
For the record, Mr. Sagittarius isn't my boyfriend. He's younger than me by four years.
Regardless, though, of whether you're a Believer or a Mage or a Believing Mage, you only have one life to live. Don't think that you have next lives' time to bumble along and make messes of this life, but rather, live it the best you can.
I'm gonna transform myself, but it won't be evident in the posts here. Back to Mage mode for me. I'm not going on hiatus, I'm (figuratively) going to set myself ablaze.
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And rise again, with renewed youth, from the ashes, a new self ready to take it all on.
~Seraphine Chorister~ sang in The Butterfly Garden
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