This past year, Pope Francis has pleasantly surprised many of us. I was especially pleased with this year’s encyclical as it focused on the environment (see my related post HERE). And on the Pope’s recent trip to the U.S., he won the respect of many by the position he’d taken on climate change, capitalism, fundamentalism and sexual abuse. And because he preferred eating with the homeless instead of with members of Congress.
However, delight turned to depression when it was announced that the Pope had met with Kim Davis and, according to her, supported her decision to refuse issuing marriage licenses to same-sex couples. Davis said “It was really humbling to think he would want to meet or know me.” Furthermore, she said, “Just knowing the Pope is on track with what we’re doing and agreeing, you know, kind of validates everything.”
However, this morning I read that the Pope is highly irritated by how Davis and her lawyer have blatantly manipulated what actually happened.
The Vatican has now responded with this statement coming from the Vatican itself: “Pope Francis met with several dozen persons who had been invited by the Nunciature to greet him as he prepared to leave Washington for New York City. Such brief greetings occur on all papal visits and are due to the Pope’s characteristic kindness and availability. The only real audience granted by the Pope at the Nunciature was with one of his former students and his family.”
The former student referred to is Yayo Grassi, an openly gay man (he’s also an atheist). Grassi arrived with his companion and both were warmly welcomed by the Pope. In essence, the Pope preferred a gay to Kim.
So Kim, what do you have to say for yourself now?
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The night of the Super Moon, I was out on my balcony waiting for the show to start. But clouds obliterated my view. They slowly glided across the sky prohibiting me from seeing that much talked about Super Moon. It was irritating.
Finally the clouds began to thin out. Visible once more, the moon looked me in the face and said: What did you think—that the sky existed only for you?
Stephen Hawking believes, based on simple mathematical deductions, that aliens exist. But, hopefully, he says, they won’t be showing up too soon. Just think of what happened to the Native Americans after Christopher Columbus landed in America.
But before being afraid of aliens, we should be afraid of certain humans. Especially those who fail to see others as their equals. Because who alienates his fellow man is the real outsider, the real alien.
When the astronaut Sultan bin Salman Al Saud returned from his 1984 flight into space, he said: On the first day we all pointed to our countries. On the third day we pointed to our continents. By the fifth day, we were aware of only one Earth.
Seeing the Earth from space provokes a cognitive shift in awareness known as the Overview Effect. When you see how tiny the Earth is just hanging in infinite space shielded only by a paper-thin atmosphere, you recognize it’s fragility. Boundaries disappear and, as most astronauts have said, seeing The Big Picture makes you understand that everything on Earth is interconnected. Thus humanity needs unity and not a hate provoked separatism for its survival.
So why don’t we send the racists to the moon?
The Somerset town of Glastonbury has something mysterious about it. There is much mythology surrounding it such as that it’s where King Arthur and Lady Guinevere are buried. And some believe that Jesus was brought here as a youth by his uncle, Joseph of Arimathea. But probably the most impressive myth is that the Tor of Glastonbury is a portal to another dimension and thus a hive of alien activity goes on here.
In 1968, long before Glastonbury was famous for its music festivals, Mick Jagger and his girlfriend, Marianne Faithful, decided it would be a great place for camping. But, instead of a romantic evening alone, a huge UFO started hovering over their tent that left them slightly traumatized. Then the following year, during the tragic Altamont concert, Mick saw anther UFO while performing. Fearing that he was being stalked by the aliens, he had a UFO detector installed at his countryside home in England. Strangely enough, every time Mick left his home, the alarm went off indicating that the area was full of electromagnetic energy. Alien groupies?
Now if you are wondering what a UFO detector is, it’s a device used to reveal magnetic anomalies. If you are plagued by aliens trying to abduct you, you can download a software to your computer that will help you discover whether or not you’re in danger of alien abduction. You can also buy a UFO detector on Amazon for less than $100!
Once again I’m being stalked by them. I am not sure what they want from me but they are always there, close behind.
Being followed stunts my spontaneity. I do not behave as I would if alone. So it’s true…the presence of one person affects the presence of another.
It’s the quantum in me that makes me behave differently when observed. I only exist if being watched yet I’m truly me only when alone.
To be or to be me, that is the question.
Relations determine the way we make our evaluations. If you agree with me, then you are good even if I’m wrong. Subsequently, if you don’t agree with me, you’re bad even if you’re right.
Because most of us tend to economize when thinking, we practice extreme simplification—it’s the Either Or Syndrome. We seem to prefer clichés to comprehension.
Was Scarlett O’Hara good or bad? Considered spoiled, selfish, and manipulative, Scarlett was a woman who got things done. That’s how she managed to provide for herself and her loved ones. Scarlett was a survivor and surviving is not always easy. And not always polite.
Sometimes I’m good, sometimes I’m bad.
We all have something in common—star dust.
Everything comes from atoms and atoms come from stars. So when a star explodes, its atoms are freed and, as stardust, travel around the universe.
While on tour, atoms collide into one another, mate, fuse and create new realities.
Thus the death of a star gives life to new possibilities. In other words, the end of one thing means the beginning of something else.
So let’s go explode some stars together.