TESTEMONAIL: Right and Discordianism allows room for personal interpretation. You have your theories and I have mine. Unlike Christianity, Discordia allows room for ideas and opinions, and mine is well-informed and based on ancient philosophy and theology, so, my neo-Discordian friends, open your minds to my interpretation and I will open my mind to yours. That's fair enough, right? Just claiming to be discordian should mean that your mind is open and willing to learn and share ideas. You guys are fucking bashing me and your laughing at my theologies and my friends know what's up and are laughing at you and honestly this is my last shot at putting a label on my belief structure and your making me lose all hope of ever finding a ideological group I can relate to because you don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about and everything I have said is based on the founding principals of real Discordianism. Expand your mind.
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Show posts MenuQuoteWhen I was a young man I was full of energy and certainty. My passion and strength were full and I was so certain of my views and knowledge.
I could do anything or be anything I wanted, even by the power of will, if that was what was needed. Nothing was beyond my grasp.
As I grew older there were many challenges in my path, some were overcome and some were not, but I kept going. Like a child sticking their hand in a fire, I learned to not do some things and successes taught me what to do. Some lessons were well learned, others not so much.
As I grew older I came to understand many of the beliefs that I had held were not so cut and dried. Such is the way humans learn. Such is the way humans make decisions. Many of my old beliefs were cast away and some were replaced with other beliefs, hopefully better thought out beliefs.
As I became older I began to even have greater tolerance for the beliefs of others. After all, we are all learning, so I like to think anyway. I began to see the grey areas in things, those places where neither right nor wrong live.
As I became older my body began to fail in places, my strength waned. But I didn't give up, I just had to do things differently. Some things could not even be done any longer.
Life is still good, even with the physical and financial restrictions I face now, and I will live until the last day.
When this life is over I will be able to look back and think it was a good life, one fully lived.