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All in God’s Name by Mark Ulyseas
In Gethsemane: Transcripts of a Journey www.amazon.co.in
The fashion for religious trinkets appears to be growing: Whether they are plastered on the forehead, worn on the wrist, around the neck, around the waist or as a tattoo where the sun doesn’t shine. It is all in a God’s name, literally.
Salvation, karma, snipping the anatomy of a baby as a ritual, water and fire purification, floral tributes containing sweets in plastic wrapping, orange robes, black robes, white robes all jostle for a place in the firmament.
Who is holier than thou? Guess?
And as for The Holy Books: Dare not drop them on the ground, burn them or show any disrespect. Of course these books contain words that are claimed to be of/from God/s and dictated to Man. Man being the stenographer who has morphed into the self-appointed interpreter of the Word. Millions of trees are cut down to make paper for the Books.
The Holy Books are not free. Someone has to pay for them. The Gods’ words have a price.
Destruction of Mother Nature and her denizens is essential in many religious ceremonies. Last November over 300,000 animals were slaughtered in a country where a devastating earthquake followed not long after the mass slaughter. The decapitation of animals was an offering to the Gods. Apparently Mother Nature thought otherwise.
All in God’s name they say. Sing, recite, eat the right food, follow the rituals even if it means destroying life on earth, and honour your Gods not Gods of others.
Each God is appropriated by a section of the people. Some own one God, others more than one God. To follow one, you have to give up the other. It is all very confusing, like riding a Ferris wheel with a bad case of vertigo.
And while the offerings and costume parades continue, the sixth mass extinction is upon us. Some claim that Truth will be lost in this wave of extinction. I think they are wrong. We lost Truth a long time ago.
What we have now is a sentence from the Holy Books.
A sentence of death.
Here are a few words from George Denis Patrick Carlin, Grammy-winning American stand-up comedian, actor, author, and philosopher:
“We’re so self-important. So arrogant. Everybody’s going to save something now. Save the trees, save the bees, save the whales, save the snails. And the supreme arrogance? Save the planet! Are these people kidding? Save the planet? We don’t even know how to take care of ourselves; we haven’t learned how to care for one another. We’re gonna save the fuckin’ planet? . . . And, by the way, there’s nothing wrong with the planet in the first place. The planet is fine. The people are fucked! Compared with the people, the planet is doin’ great. It’s been here over four billion years . . . The planet isn’t goin’ anywhere, folks. We are! We’re goin’ away. Pack your shit, we’re goin’ away. And we won’t leave much of a trace. Thank God for that. Nothing left. Maybe a little Styrofoam. The planet will be here, and we’ll be gone. Another failed mutation; another closed-end biological mistake.”
Om Shanti Shanti Shanti Om
© Mark Ulyseas, June 23, 2015