on so many things

So many things.
Like, how people can be misunderstood.
like, realizing that you really do NOT know everything. not only realizing it, rather feeling it, knowing it with all your senses.

When the street is empty even though it's not 6AM, and it's not 3 AM, either. Sun, and serenity ant the same time.

Precious moments. Really.

When you realize that you're not ugly. You're even beautiful, and you appreciate how beautiful you are. You satisfy yourself. You did everything to be here, and now you're getting Here.

Pretty comes from here.
From now.

I love god, I really do. I rediscover him every day.
Never politicize god. Because god is bigger than getting into these endless wounds.

God is hope. :)

Worshipping Dionysus

Taking theatre history this semester, and reading greek tragedy, I am thinking of worshipping Bacchus, Dionysus. The god of fertility and wine.
He makes perfect sense, he's a nice guy, he doesnt hurt people, all he preaches is for people to celebrate, celebreate everything, their inner minds, their existence...to let it all out.

I was reading a play called The Bacchae when I discovered that about him. Then I decided, why not worship that guy? He's not even omnipotent...there're other gods, who do NOT control fate. It makes perfect sense! It would explain a lot about how the world is.

The question is still in mind, I'm going ot have to think about it.