To everyone who likes to bash Christianity/Christians and jeer,
“Well if you think homosexuality is a sin, the Bible also says eating pork, shaving, doing things on Saturday, and ect. ect. blah, blah blah. I UNDERSTAND YOUR RELIGION MORE THAN U BIGOT!”
I commend you for being able to recite what someone who has read and interpreted Genesis - Deuteronomy told you.
But guess what! There is a whole other part of the Bible called
THE NEW TESTAMENT!
And, wouldn’t ya know, the NEW TESTAMENT details the NEW COVENANT that Christians have with God.
So the next time you’re in a hotel (If you REALLY want to ‘understand Christian theology’ and show those Bible-thumpers what for!), pick up a Bible and read this NEW TESTAMENT.
Hint: It starts with Matthew.
That’s completely understandable if you don’t want to learn about beliefs that oppose your own. Its hard to look at the other side of the argument and entertain the possibility that you may be wrong.
I speak from experience.
But beware the sound of one hand clapping. Don’t underestimate the complexity of the world and assume that your current level of knowledge is all you’re ever gonna need. Don’t stop exploring and seeking and don’t be afraid to step out of charted territory. Else you may miss out on a lot of wonderful things.
Sleeping is nice because youre not actually dead and youre not awake so its a win-win situation
It’s like being dead without the commitment.
an open relationship with deathdeath with benefits
shrek. 16. bi. onions. mud. swamps. gross things. fuck lord farquad. fuck humans. fuck fairytale creatures. i dont need anyone but myself. i eat bugs and eyeballs i truly do not give a fuck. follow for follow.
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” Warning: This is a story about a period.
Never have I been more convinced that my own demise was looming just over my head, than today when I was lying half naked on the bathroom floor on the verge of passing out, sweating and clammy, disoriented and dizzy, nauseous and achy, with the worst menstrual cramps I have ever experienced.
I’m talkin, the kind of cramps that feel like your body is rejecting your soul and spirit and is attempting to expel you from within. Like, “Oh my God, my body is trying to kill me.”
And in that moment, I cursed not only my own female physique, but the female anatomy in general, the female gender as a whole, and every woman who has ever done a terrible thing all the way back to Eve eating the fruit in Eden.
My mother took me to the doctor to make sure it wasn’t a blood clot or something amiss in my bowels and it appears that I may have an ovarian cyst or something of that nature. So now I have to get a blood test and an ultra sound.
So this is my story of hating womankind and I believe this probably qualifies as misogyny more than a lot of accusations I see floating around”