March 28th, 2008
Belief
It is one thing to be carried away by what you believe, quite another to be carried off by what others do. How much have the beliefs of others affected you?
Transcriptorial: Believe or disbelieve, she has engulfed us all.
I am only ever carried away by the beliefs of those with whom I have fallen in love. I am unsure whether I fall in love precisely because of a secret desire to be carried away from my beliefs into my beloved’s, or whether love has its own secrets, makes hostages of belief and disbelief, all.
The beliefs of other’s give me my own; from them I select the ones that I cherish and the ones that I despise; once having decided, and having decided again, it becomes harder and harder. The beliefs of others can make me angry, make me desperate, but most often, make me hopeful, even when I cannot share them.
Are you still doing friend-based Secret Vespers? I’m trying to decipher this picture, and can’t quite make out what it is. Of course I eagerly await my object, which transforms any image into a fountain…
As for the answer to your question on beliefs, mine change so gradually that I barely notice. A person who pushes their beliefs on me is sure to fail at convincing me of anything. However, the company I keep subtly influences the way my beliefs are shaped, and in time, I can see an opinion develop that is the polar opposite of my previously held one.
I’m guessing that it’s a candle, and that it’s used in a religious or spiritual ceremony; the ’she’ made me think of the goddess many pagan or alternative religions are fond of.
I’m still trying to find my beliefs. When I’m exposed to other’s beliefs, I listen carefully, but I never let them dictate to me what to believe. I’m beginning to think the journey to find a belief in something is more important than the belief itself.
the town that i live in i very religion based. there are few people compared to the number of chruches for them to go to, 6 of them i believe. the school still holds on to past Mennonite beliefs from long before my generation was born, dancing is strictly prohibited, and people are quick to judge “i the name of God.” the beliefs of others have an effect on everyone here, and sometimes it’s so unbearable that it makes you turn away from everything they’re saying, because they all want into your life, but they don’t want to let you into theirs. the hypocrasy is so great here that it’s hard to respect anyone, let alone their beliefs, and to say you believed them yourself would make you just as big a hyporite as them.
It sounds like a town where you could quickly believe you were the only sane one.
sometimes i do, but i have people around me who can bring me back down to earth. i owe them my sanity, and the fact that i haven’t been drawn in by everything that people are telling me to believe.
Its the sort of town where everyone already believes that. But then, we live in a world where everyone already believes that. “Science” is a modern abbreviation for “Spanish Inquisition.”
i like the way you misspelled church as almost crutch…. its very telling.
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