teach me how to understand christmas


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merry christmas!


Teach Me How to Understand Christmas.

Favorite Christmas song. Also, I am looking for that dress for next year.

Religion vs Spirituality

Saw this post recently…

…and it made me think; strange how we have already experienced the devastation of two world wars and yet only seventy years on we are on the brink of another. 

For what? Religion. A word i’m quite familiar with, having been raised a christian and spending the best years of my childhood, adolescence and adulthood participating in religion and all the amazing (singing) stuff that comes with it. 

Yet, right now, all I can think about is how sad it is that we are fighting for something that could be so easily obtained: God. In every religion, from what I believe to be true, there is this one entity referred to by several different names, that we are all somehow seeking to please in a multitude of different ways; hinduism, sikhism, islam, christianity, judaism, buddhism, and the many other isms that I have undoubtedly missed.  

I tried to use a river analogy to get my thoughts down onto paper. 

In my very humble opinion, this is the system our world is currently running on and it is very apparent that it’s not working. The fact that we have a fully globalised, technologically advanced and modern world means that people are moving all about the earth and living in different places, and rightly so. We are so exposed to things that are different from ourselves but we have been taught to fear what we don’t know, only exacerbating tension leading to misunderstanding, war and so many forms of evil. All supposedly in the name of God. 

Fucked up hey? What if there were no religious confines and we could all just skate/surf/wander about freely, reading the bible one day and the quran the next? or just reading an encyclopedia? or drinking tea with a neighbour? visiting your local hindu temple? practising meditation with a rosary in one hand and a cheese sandwich in the other? 

At the end of the day, we all entered this world as a human and we will all die one day… we all eat, drink, love, shit, breathe and hope for similar things in life.

We weren’t born a christian, or a muslim or a jew or a hindu… Those things are learnt. We were all born with one thing in common, we are human. Let’s love each-other as humans…surely that would be a less devastating and more God-pleasing alternative to war?!

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Teach me how to understand Christmas

Show me how to open a box It hurts my little head When I’m lying in my bed With visions of sugarplum socks?

Teach me how to understand Christmas Do I trim the tree or the deer? I can’t keep it straight And now it’s getting late Where does the stocking go? Here? I can’t see!

What’s a Christmas Eve? Is that Santa’s lady? Are snowmen cold or hot? Won’t you be my daddy I’m a silly Christmas baby Tell me what to deck … hehe … ‘cuz I forgot

Bwain huwty undewstandy Cwismas Mistletoe for eatie taste good? You smawty, me dumb Help pwetty have fun!

Boop-y doop-y doop boop, SEX

“He thought you were one of the coolest kids ever”
That was always quite heartwarming to me. He was the oldest of 7 kids or so. Finding out he thought that of me was comforting. He wasn’t exactly the best role model, but instead of thinking of him as “my sisters boyfriend” I always claimed him as the “brother I never had”. I was 9 years old, I didn’t know how to judge people, I didn’t know how a heart could have been shattered into a million pieces. The night you took your own life, I knew how a heart shattered into a million pieces. 3 months after his daughter was born, a week and a half before Christmas. He was only 21 years old. That was 9 years ago.

I don’t blame you Hamish, l understand you had a rough life. I don’t hate you, I thank you for teaching me heart break so early in my life. And I thank you for bringing me one of the most important people in my life, “the little sister I never had”, she has your eyes by the way. Those stunning grey eyes that change colour with your mood, and your ginger hair. I still sometimes wonder if you would’ve been a great dad.

I hope you’re in a happier place now.