Let me oppress you because you don't believe in the almighty Zombie Jesus

Yes.  This is the same idiot from yesterday.  And this is also why when I hear about organized religion, I laugh on the inside.  People like this who are in denial.  They can’t seem to get the concept that there are people who do not believe, and will not believe in good ol J-Man.

If anyone has seen Zeitgeist, they will see that there is an alarming proof that Christianity has pulled from every other religion.  Mainly the Egyptians.  Don’t believe me?  Proof is in the putting.  If one observed the story of Osiris, the Egyptian God of Death/Rebirth, they would see a startling similarity between him and the Christian Devil.  Why is this?  Osiris is very commonly misunderstood to be evil, and it is because of Christianity.

So not only did they take from the Egyptians, but they also are eternally doomed to the title of  ‘doing it wrong.’  Here is some input from Wikipedia about Osiris:

Ram god

Banebdjed (b3-nb-ḏd) in hieroglyphs

Since Osiris was considered dead, as god of the dead, Osiris’ soul, or rather his Ba, was occasionally worshipped in its own right, almost as if it were a distinct god, especially so in the Delta city of Mendes. This aspect of Osiris was referred to as Banebdjedet, which is grammatically feminine (also spelt “Banebded” or “Banebdjed“) which literally means The ba of the lord of the djed, which roughly means The soul of the lord of the pillar of stability. The djed, a type of pillar, was usually understood as the backbone of Osiris, and, at the same time, as the Nile, the backbone of Egypt. The Nile, supplying water, and Osiris (strongly connected to the vegetation) who died only to be resurrected represented continuity and therefore stability. As Banebdjed, Osiris was given epithets such as Lord of the Sky and Life of the (sun god) Ra, since Ra, when he had become identified with Atum, was considered Osiris’ ancestor, from whom his regal authority was inherited. Ba does not, however, quite mean soul in the western sense, and also has to do with power, reputation, force of character, especially in the case of a god. Since the ba was associated with power, and also happened to be a word for ram in Egyptian, Banebdjed was depicted as a ram, or as Ram-headed. A living, sacred ram, was even kept at Mendes and worshipped as the incarnation of the god, and upon death, the rams were mummified and buried in a ram-specific necropolis.

As regards the association of Osiris with the ram, the god’s traditional crook and flail are of course the instruments of the shepherd, which has suggested to some scholars also an origin for Osiris in herding tribes of the upper Nile. The crook and flail were originally symbols of the minor agricultural deity Andjety, and passed to Osiris later. From Osiris, they eventually passed to Egyptian kings in general as symbols of divine authority.

In Mendes, they had considered Hatmehit, a local fish-goddess, as the most important deity, and so when the cult of Osiris became more significant, Banebdjed was identified in Mendes as deriving his authority from being married to Hatmehit. Later, when Horus became identified as the child of Osiris (in this form Horus is known as Harpocrates in Greek and Har-pa-khered in Egyptian), Banebdjed was consequently said to be Horus’ father, as Banebdjed is an aspect of Osiris.

So wait a minute, rams you say?  Isn’t the Devil depicted as an anthropomorphic goat?  Yes.  Yes he is.  Sometimes these arguments make me laugh.

Ikhernofret Stela

Much of the extant information about the Murder of Osiris can be found on the Ikhernofret Stela at Abydos erected in the 12th Dynasty by Ikhernofret (also I-Kher-Nefert), possibly a priest of Osiris or other official during the reign of Senwosret III (Pharaoh Sesostris, about 1875 BC). The Passion Plays were held in the last month of the inundation (the annual Nile flood), coinciding with Spring, and held at Abydos/Abedjou which was the traditional place where the body of Osiris/Wesir drifted ashore after having been drowned in the Nile.^[29] The part of the myth recounting the chopping up of the body into 14 pieces by Set is not recorded until later by Plutarch. Some elements of the ceremony were held in the temple, while others involved public participation in a form of theatre. The Stela of I-Kher-Nefert recounts the programme of events of the public elements over the five days of the Festival:

• The First Day, The Procession of Wepwawet: A mock battle is enacted during which the enemies of Osiris are defeated. A procession is led by the god Wepwawet (“opener of the way”).
• The Second Day, The Great Procession of Osiris: The body of Osiris is taken from his temple to his tomb. The boat he is transported in, the “Neshmet” bark, has to be defended against his enemies.
• The Third Day, Osiris is Mourned and the Enemies of the Land are Destroyed.
• The Fourth Day, Night Vigil: Prayers and recitations are made and funeral rites performed.
• The Fifth Day, Osiris is Reborn: Osiris is reborn at dawn and crowned with the crown of Ma’at. A statue of Osiris is brought to the temple.

That, is where the Passion of the Christ came from.  The rebirth?  The growth of the grass from the ‘Beds of Osiris’.  Remember, Christianity came after the discovery of Egypt….I’m starting to see a trend here.

So what’s my actual beef here?  Well, as stated, Mr. Duke seems to not be able to get it around his head, nor respect the fact that I do not believe in his ‘Soverign God’.  The following quote from Epicurius also supports why I don’t believe in god.

Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?
Then he is not omnipotent.
Is he able, but not willing?
Then he is malevolent.
Is he both able and willing?
Then whence cometh evil?
Is he neither able nor willing?
Then why call him God?

Sounds pretty logical to me.  I do know what the argument will be: ‘Oh, it’s just a test of your faith.’

How can I have faith in something that gives me conditional love?  Because Jesus’ love?  Yeah preeety conditional:

1. You have to pray to me every day and tell me how AMAZINGLY AWLSUM I AM K LOL.

2. You have to convert all your friends, if you don’t your Christian peers will make you feel guilty for it, by telling you that your friends will be damned to hell and you don’t want that right? lols.

3. Give me money every week, even if you can’t afford it because tithing will pay off eventually, maybe.  If I feel like it.

4. You  have to keep bringing more people and more people to church or else I will take away your ‘Forever Salvation’ that I promised you could have if you just accepted me into your heart.  What?  You didn’t read the fine print?

5. Also, I do judge you lols.

Yeah.  Not buying the whole Jesus thing.

See, I respect the fact that people have different beliefs, and I do so not only because it’s in the Eight I’d Really Rather You Didn’ts, but because it’s the mature thing to do.

1. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Act Like a Sanctimonious Holier-Than-Thou Ass When Describing My Noodly Goodness. If Some People Don’t Believe In Me, That’s Okay. Really, I’m Not That Vain. Besides, This Isn’t About Them So Don’t Change The Subject.
2. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Use My Existence As A Means To Oppress, Subjugate, Punish, Eviscerate, And/Or, You Know, Be Mean To Others. I Don’t Require Sacrifices, And Purity Is For Drinking Water, Not People.
3. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Judge People For The Way They Look, Or How They Dress, Or The Way They Talk, Or, Well, Just Play Nice, Okay? Oh, And Get This In Your Thick Heads: Woman = Person. Man = Person. Samey = Samey. One Is Not Better Than The Other, Unless We’re Talking About Fashion And I’m Sorry, But I Gave That To Women And Some Guys Who Know The Difference Between Teal and Fuchsia.
4. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Indulge In Conduct That Offends Yourself, Or Your Willing, Consenting Partner Of Legal Age AND Mental Maturity. As For Anyone Who Might Object, I Think The Expression Is Go Fuck Yourself, Unless They Find That Offensive In Which Case They Can Turn Off the TV For Once And Go For A Walk For A Change.
5. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Challenge The Bigoted, Misogynist, Hateful Ideas Of Others On An Empty Stomach. Eat, Then Go After The Bastards.
6. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Build Multimillion-Dollar Churches/Temples/Mosques/Shrines To My Noodly Goodness When The Money Could Be Better Spent (Take Your Pick):

1. Ending Poverty
2. Curing Diseases
3. Living In Peace, Loving With Passion, And Lowering The Cost Of Cable
   I Might be a Complex-Carbohydrate Omniscient Being, But I Enjoy The Simple Things In Life. I Ought To Know. I AM the Creator.

1. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Go Around Telling People I Talk To You. You’re Not That Interesting. Get Over Yourself. And I Told You To Love Your Fellow Man, Can’t You Take A Hint?
2. I’d Really Rather You Didn’t Do Unto Others As You Would Have Them Do Unto You If You Are Into, Um, Stuff That Uses A Lot Of Leather/Lubricant/Las Vegas. If The Other Person Is Into It, However (Pursuant To #4), Then Have At It, Take Pictures, And For The Love Of Mike, Wear a CONDOM! Honestly, It’s A Piece Of Rubber. If I Didn’t Want It To Feel Good When You Did IT I Would Have Added Spikes, Or Something.

RAmen.

J has been doing pretty well on the Clonidine patch/Daytrana patch combination for the past couple months.  It’s not perfect, and the mornings and evenings are pretty atrocious, but at least he can function during the day at school or camp and we know he’s safe.  But the problem with it was that even without the Daytrana, J’s anxiety levels are really debilitating, and the Daytrana is especially bad about heightening his natural propensity for anxiety of any kind.  For example, he has such a severe phobia of bugs that he got to a point that he literally could not walk out of the house at times, could not go to sleep in his room by himself, and could not be left alone in his room, for fear of being over taken by bugs, real or imagined.  (this is but one example).

We have, in the past, tried one medication to help control the anxiety – Remeron, which has the advantage of helping with insomnia and also tends to work as an appetite stimulant – which J needs (his appetite is seriously suppressed on the Daytrana, so we work hard to get calories in him, and, in fact, have started even supplementing his calories with calorie boosters).  Unfortunately, the Remeron backfired and the side effects were awful, so it only lasted a couple days before we had to nix that trial.  That was a few months ago.

But we realized we needed to try something new, because we couldn’t be moving into summer with a child who was petrified to go outside – particularly with summer camp starting.  And so Ye Olde Developmental Pediatrician recommended starting him on an SSRI, which might have the added benefit of helping him with mood regulation – another much needed area for attention (but secondary to the ADHD and anxiety, so we just hadn’t gotten there yet).  I was skeptical that we would be successful with the SSRI solely on the basis of getting him to take it.  After all, we’ve got kind of a sketchy history of getting J to take medicine for more than a couple weeks at a time.

To my great delight and surprise, despite the fact that the medicine tastes revolting, we have successfully disguised it in about 3 ounces of CocaCola (aka Nectar of the gods) for about three weeks now, without any complaint from J (he knows he’s taking medicine – we’re not tricking him about that – but he has consistently told us that he doesn’t taste it in the coke).  We started at laughably tiny doses and have gone up in teeney tiny increments (and are still below a normal starting dose for children), but it has, so far, been a real miracle for him.  His anxiety level has gone down significantly and he is completely functional now.  The only remaining anxiety he seems to have on a regular basis is social anxiety based around camp/making friends/etc and we’re working with him on that. 

Another interesting side effect is that he’s been more willing to take oral medication in general – a day or two after starting the SSRI, he started getting some allergy symptoms and was having difficulty sleeping and Seth suggested to him that he could take some Claritin.  We were both laughing inside knowing full-well that J would never take him up on such an offer, but J said, “Okay, I’ll take the medicine.”  After we picked ourselves up off the floor from our shock, Seth gave J the Claritin (which he took without complaint) and J went back to bed.  Twice, we’ve even been able to give J a short-acting ADHD medication when we’ve needed to extend the life of his ADHD medication into the evening hours – something which we never thought would be possible at this point in time.  Ye Olde Develpmental Pediatrician’s hope is that once we get some stability on the SSRI dosing (which should be any day now), we can start working on transitioning J to taking a short acting ADHD medicine each morning to help make the mornings much less difficult for all involved.  I’m hoping this isn’t too optimistic a goal.

But we do walk a fine line with the SSRI.  The number one side effect with the kids who take it is hyperactivity/overactivation of ADHD symptoms.  Which is funny, since the ADHD medication can overactivate anxiety symptoms.  It’s like putting a dehumidifier and a humidfier in the same room and letting them duke it out.  And people wonder why I say it feels, sometimes, like I’m walking a tightrope – always an impossible balancing act.  For the moment, we seem to have found a reasonable balance, but the balance, of course, gets thrown off as he grows, and we have to continually adjust. 

None of this is perfect, or easy, but I must say – it is so nice to see something working for once.  It makes it so much easier to want to get through each day.  Really. 

Interestingly, J is delighted to be taking oral medication again for one reason – because we’re back to his reward chart for taking medication.  He gets X’s on his chart for taking his medication.  Each X is worth $0.15 and when he fills up his chart, he gets to go purchase something with his money.   Yesterday we helped him out a bit since he’s been so great about taking it and we got him a new Transformer (a metal one in hopes that it won’t fall apart as quickly as his plastic ones tend to do).  AND as a special treat from us to encourage him to keep up the good work… we got him the Transformers movie, which he’s been begging to see. 

He is in little boy heaven.

What he doesn’t know is that we have Star Wars waiting in reserve for him, for the next time I need a motivational treat for him.  He’s been begging to see that, too. 

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01 Thoroughbred – Ro Dolla
02 Back & Forth – Brandy
03 Trouble – Ginuwine
04 Don’t Gotta Know – Ne-Yo
05 Dear John – Amerie
06 Case Of You – Omarion
07 The First Time – Miraj Ft The Dream
08 A Way – Slackah The Beatchild Ft Mystic & Miranda
09 Gin & Juice – Casey Boys of Jagged Edge
10 Come & Talk To Me – Mario
11 Gentlemens Affair – Ne-Yo
12 Get My Swagger Back – Usher
13 Piano Lessons (Remix) – Collin Munroe ft Jim Jones
14 Decision – Busta Rhymes Ft Mary J Blige, Jamie Foxx, Common & John Legend
15 No Man No Cry – Kelly Rowland
16 Fall (Pt. 2) – J. Holiday
17 Live, Love & Learn – Kim Davis
18 Sooner Than Later – Drake
19 Poppin – JoJo
20 Show Me How To Love – J Man
21 Only You – Marques Houston
22 You – Bell Biv Devoe(BBD)
23 Cosmopolitan – E3 (Throwback)
24 Cosmopolitan – Ro Dolla Ft E3 (Throwback)
25 Lay It On The Line (SFS & Solitair Remix) – Divine Brown
26 What’s A Guy To Do – Usher
27 Drops Of Rain (Remix) – Jon B
28 The One – Mary J Blige Ft Drake
29 Do It Again – Mary J Blige Ft T.I
30 Top Of The Line – Jhevon Paris ft Colby O’Donis
31 Alive – Black Eyed Peas

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J-man’s “official” present for me (“unofficially” he gave me some chocolates):

A rock; cleaned and neatly penned with:

Just God can make your dreams come true

And a little note saying simply:

I LOVE YOU

These are the things that melt hearts and are solid reminders of why moms all around the world keep on keeping on . . . .

This perhaps the most self-indulgent post I’ll ever write, but I feel it kinda necessary as this blog is actually just like a notepad on which I jot down my immediate thoughts regarding a range of subjects. So perhaps you should have a basic knowledge of how my mind works. I’ll cover the basic stuff first, before moving onto the deep crap about how my mind works.

Everyday

I’m ok, I guess. Perhaps a little too mature, and as one of my friends repeatedly reminds me, it might mean a I don’t experience all that  I can in my early years. I’m vaguely popular, and kinda nice… Shit this feels wrong. I fucking hate writing about myself because there is absolutely no way I’m gonna write an objective peice describing myself. If you wanna know about me ask one of my friends or something. Since this is a post about me, I may as well write a few (albeit biased and subjective) words about myself.

But perhaps I’ll move off the adjectives an onto the verbs. I’m an existentialist gamer – a gamer who thinks about the existence of humanity far too much. My biggest inspirations are Nietzsche, Gorbachev and Tom Francis. Nietzsche for putting me on the road to philosophy, Gorbachev for proving there can be a communist state that works and Tom Francis for a shitload of things. I’ve never met him, doubt I will, but his incredible blog inspired me to write this one, his post on Nietzsche inspired me to read him, his writings in PC Gamer have entertained me countless times and have dictated the spending of several hundred pounds, and he is on the whole a guy I’d love to meet. But never will.

In fact, that raises a point that I think about slightly more than I should; the countless experiences that I will never actually experience. All the people I will never meet, directly or indirectly experience every day, make me think about the infinite possibilites out there. Don’t ever say that opputinities never present themselves to you; there’s always an oppurtunity to do something, anything.

Deeper Stuff

“I’m not better than an animal. In fact, I’m not even half an animal. I’m not a body and a brain – I’m barely even a brain. When I experience strong emotions, particularly the more recognisably animal ones like hunger, lust, romance or passion, they feel like external things that I can evaluate and choose whether to follow.

I’m sitting in a theatre somewhere in my head, looking to be entertained. When biological imperatives provide entertainment, I’ll follow them, but they’re mostly optional.” -Tom Francis

This is one of the things in Francis’ description of himself that I most agree with. I seem to be able to take a critical view of the things I’m doing or about to do, and while I frequently fuck up in my predictions of the consequences of doing these things, I always feel slightly disconnected; I never really get ‘lost in the moment.’ Perhaps it’s because I haven’t experienced in life yet; I’m sitting around, watching for interesting things. Or maybe I’m completely alone in this subtle emotional isolation. I haven’t experiened romance or passion yet, maybe they’re key to understanding life.

Yeah, sadly my romance life never really took off. There’s a severe lack of people that don’t seem superficial in my life. I have plenty of friends, but it always seems like things they do are just to seem socially acceptable or to fit in. It’s rare I meet someone who can actually just be themselves in a social environment.

Then there’s simply the difficulty of building a working romantic relationship. Sometimes it goes too fast, I’m overwhelmed and have to reject the person. I hate rejecting people. It creates awkwardness, and while this awkwardness can inevitably be overcome, it seems like you’ll never have another chance with whomever it was. That kinda depresses me. But perhaps I am once again exceeding what I should be writing, what with such limited experience.

Moving off from that but staying on a similar note; I frequently feel out of place. Not uncomfortable or anything; just among those who don’t really know or understand you, or are doing things that I can’t comprehend nor understand. It makes me feel kinda awkward and as previously stated, out of place.

When it comes to basic social relationships (rather than romantic) I follow Tom Francis’ Only Necessary Law: Be reasonably nice to everyone. I try and follow this law as closely as possible, and it tends to work most of the time, but occasionally people do something so annoying/infuriating/irritating/spiteful that I immediately break this law and use what Francis calls “implausible deniability”, using weak excuses to leave, thus showing you want nothing to do with the person trying to engage you in conversation. This can also happen with people you romantically reject, but I tend to water it down by using vague, rather than weak, excuses.

Moving completely off that… I’m an atheist. I wrote an essay on why that is, but it was kinda harsh, and my intention is definitely not to shock happy theists into the cold sunlight of reality. I love the idea of a community solely based around good, it’s right up my alley. And people often use religion as a metaphor for good, but for those I ask the question:

Do we really need the crutch of religion, an escapist tale, to help us do good?

I say no. It’s not hard to do what religion has been doing for good; just give to charity occasionally. It isn’t hard to be a virtuous person; you just create a set of morals or virtues to suit you and live by them. If you’re wondering what mine are, they’re to follow the Only Necessary Law and to help the progression of society and humanity. Sound ambitious? Not really. I’ve already explained the first one, and the other one is actually pretty easy to do. Simply state your opinion. Every statement, saying , utterance made, said or published contributes to society. This blog has an average of 20 views a day (none of which are mine). Isn’t that proof that people are actually interested in what I say and think? If this blog can affect someone as much as Tom Francis’ affected me, it’s served its purpose.

Anyway, this is enough for one night, and I’ll probably write another post along similar lines. And yes, I do know about the length of these posts, so leave feedback about your desired length. This post is roughly 1100 words.

J-Man, or Joe to non-gamers, is the writer of this blog, and is also wondering why this sentence is in the third person. I’m a student living in London, and a games and film fanatic in my spare time. I’ve had 3 blogs in the past, 1 of which I deleted due to inactivity, another because it was crap, and my latest because the guy I was co-writing it with was a jerk.

Anyway, the reason this blog is called what it’s called is for 3 reasons:

• It sounds cool.
• Existentialism is my favourite form of philosophy
• It helps to ward off l337 speakers, who don’t know how to spell

I would write some more, but frankly it’s part of my ploy to keep you hooked on this blog. Speaking of this blog, it’ll mainly be a collection of thoughts on games and films, with the odd contributions from friends. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy the ride.

UPDATE!

Just added a new banner, I think it looks good.

 He’s a troll.  He looks good in orange, granted, but on a ‘daly’ basis, he turns my hair grey.