Thursday, November 30, 2006 . 11/30/2006

I was watching a show on excorcism on the history channel. It explained what it was.. not like I don't already know. There was this guy on there who claimed to be an exorcist, and it showed him in at one of these meetings where he "cleanses" people. The people who were thought to be possessed looked completely fake, like idiots pretending. He says that it's a kind of therapy and that we all have demons inside of us, but he took this in a literal sense and not a metaphorical one. If what he's doing is making people feel better, that's okay.. but what isn't okay is to just assume you have demons inside of you. There is a deeper reason why some people act the way they do, be it an illness or maybe just the way the person was brought up as a child.

And then it got to the part with the boy who inspired the movie The Exorcist. It's been said to be well documented by a priest, and the boy's name remains confidential even to this day. Rappings on the wall were said to have occured, aswell as a shaking of the bed. I would think the boy was schizophranic (sp?) but it's said that the parents actually witnessed the bed shaking violently when they came into his room upon hearing a disturbance. However, his behavior was very much like the mental illness and the symptoms fit perfectly, from him hearing pounding on the walls to him transforming into a seemingly different person.

There was also this teenaged girl and her mother that seemed sincere upon talking about the time when the mother became possessed. I don't know whether to believe it or not.. yes, I'm a skeptic, but I also try to keep an open mind on things. I'll have to look into possession further.

After the show on excorcism came one about the Amityville Horror and whether it was a hoax or not. The Lutzes were interviewed, and they seemed to be telling the truth about what happened at that house. Skeptics and fellow believers were also interviewed. It's possible that since the Lutz family knew there were murders in the house that they expected it to be haunted. It's also possible that they faked it all.

It's hard to know what to believe anymore. This doesn't change my opinion that religion is a bunch of hooey, though.

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I still recall clearly when my mom said her father, my grandfather, was talking about gays like they were a sickness. I still regret not paying attention, I really do. I had a conversation with my parents today about this, and they agreed it was wrong. I asked my mom if she ever sat down with him and discussed why he thinks gays are so bad, and she said no. She said it was just part of his religion, and if she would have mentioned anything that conflicts with his views he would most likely get really upset and smack her.

I still wait for a chance to sit down with my grandparents and discuss these types of things. At some point I may not even wait for them to start by saying something crude; I could just ask if I could have a discussion with them. Not an argument, a civil discussion. I don't care if my grandpa might end up smacking me in the face; I really want to open his eyes. They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks, but it's never too late to learn something new. I just want my grandparents to see a different view on how they feel on not just gays, but other things aswell.

I remember my grandparents on my dad's side used to get me things for my birthday and for Christmas. Things a child would actually enjoy. But now they're dead and have been for some time now, and all that is left is my grandparents on my mom's side. They never get me anything special. I remember they once gave me a bible, and a story book about the bible.. all I remember about that book was that it was about a boy and that it smelled good. Now my grandparents only give me a card for my birthday with a dollar bill inside. They never give me anything for Christmas, and don't even bother to ask if there's anything I would like.

My dad told me that before I was born, my mom's parents would drop by quite frequently for visits. After I was born, though, they only visited once or twice before packing up and going to Florida. However, when my mom's sister had children, they came back and visited them often. It's almost as if they thought I was evil, or something.. like they wanted to avoid me. Nowadays whenever they're getting ready to go to Florida for the winter, they always go to my aunt's house, never ours. We can come and visit if we want.. but them avoiding us makes me feel less important, obsolete, worthless.

Maybe I'm just a typical teenager wanting to change everything. As I learn and start to realise things, I realise that my grandparents have been stuck all these years, believing in the same old ridiculous things. I want to change this, even if their days are numbered. If they die before I get the chance to discuss things with them, I'll be dissapointed, but at the same time would be thinking "good riddance".

On a bit of a side note, I just discovered this site, God is Imaginary. Actually, I think I may have come across it before, but didn't feel like reading that much. But now that I have, it's just amazing to me that other people besides me can have this kind of logic.. until only about a year ago I thought I was the only logical person out there.. which, in itself, really isn't all too logical.. but still.

Perhaps, with time, Catholicism and Christianity will fade. Like the ancient Egyptians and their gods, perhaps this too will pass. Perhaps it is time for the century of logic to be born, and when future generations open their history textbooks, both 'The Rise of Christianity' and 'The Fall of Christianity' will be there. The world will never be absolutely perfect, but take away religion, and we're one step closer to a perfect world. There will most likely always be murder, rape, etc.. but when none of it has to do with satisfying a non-existant god, that will indeed be something. 0 Comments - Post/view comments