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TheRedneckProfessor

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  1. What if god isn't jehovah or jesus? What if god is something completely different from what is written in all of the holy books? What if each of us only see a little piece of god but none of us sees the whole picture? god can be anything you want god to be. Why limit yourself, and your god, to what is written in one single holy book compiled thousands of years ago by bronze age goat herders? Do you think they had a better connection to god than you or I can have today?
  2. What happens after you die? Lot's of things happen after you die - they just don't involve you. ~Louis C.K. This sentiment used to be my biggest hang-up concerning death. The idea that things would be happening without me being aware or experiencing seemed intolerable. I like knowing the whole story; not just the end, but all the little details that interweave to move the characters along. For the past XX years, I've been one of the main characters in the story as it is told in my experience. But I've never been the main character. I've shared that role with siblings, girlfriends, sons, friend and foe alike. Antagonists have come and gone; and sometimes it has felt like motherfucking Samuel L. motherfucking Jackson has been motherfucking narrating several motherfucking episodes in a row. The story will someday go on without me; but it will go on. And the role I've played in the story will always be there, even after I'm gone. Whenever the story is told, I'll be there. Sometimes as the hero; sometimes as the buffoon. I'm one of the main characters now; and the story wouldn't be the same without the roles I've played. I'm okay, now, with somebody else taking over the story when it's my turn to exit, stage left. Because whoever takes it will always be part of my story; and I will always be part of theirs.
  3. Trying to spruce up your appearance won't automatically make you more poplar. You're alder-nough to know that; so don't beech at me if it doesn't work, oak-ay?
  4. Over the past year, I've started dabbling in woodworking. It started out small--little keep boxes and display shelves and such. But lately I've made a few things that I'm really proud of. I've made chess sets for both the boys, a shoe rack for Ms. Professor, a table from my grandma's first pump pedal sewing machine... These will all, I hope, become family heirlooms; and I will live on and be remembered as they are passed down. This newfound hobby has also given me a new sense of patience, perspective, and creativity. I don't use store bought kits to make things. I do it all from scratch and imagination. I also don't use a lot of power tools beyond a planer, sander, and miter saw as needed. Instead I do everything by hand, using different hand saws, chisels, a hand planer, a rasp or two. This seems extreme; but it is deliberate. Not only does this force patience and zen; but it also puts me in touch with the long standing tradition and techniques of woodworkers from years long gone by, before there were tablesaws and a rotary jig for every kind of scroll or cut. It forces me into the moment with the reminder that time marches on. I like being there.
  5. I think the only real unknown is what happens to consciousness. Personally, I'm okay with being rid of this body that seems to be having more problems with each passing day. I even look forward to not having to constantly struggle to keep the thoughts of my ADHA addled brain in check. But the quintessential "me"... well, I'd miss having him around. He's funny, creative, quick-witted, kind and giving, and would feel absolutely terrible about leaving anybody behind. Like Florduh said, everything changes; but maybe the "real" doesn't pass completely. Maybe it just changes into something new. Maybe all those things that make "me" will live on in my sons and the others I've loved. Maybe I'll be aware of it and maybe I won't. But I am aware of the possibility, which makes me want to be the best "me" I can be right now.
  6. Agreed, it's like arguing over whether or not a real Harry Potter existed while ignoring the fact that Whomping Willows have never been discovered in nature, a school of witchcraft would never receive any kind of educational accreditation, and Latinized encantations hold no more power than any other words, no matter how forcefully they're spoken. But, oh, we have reason to believe that a Harold Patter once lived on Cricket Lane in Sussex and had a shade tree interest in sleight of hand; so, maybe the stories were based on him...
  7. My personal take is essentially I don't give a shit if a literal historical jesus ever existed or not. I know the jesus presented in the gospels is a lie, just like Prince Siddhartha was not born fully able to walk and talk. Beyond that, it's all academic. I respect people who do care enough to look deeper into the myths and attempt to elucidate the truth; but I just don't really care, myself.1
  8. Damn... You'll never be happy living someone else's version of your life. And who's going to be you if you ain't?
  9. This is a term that doesn't get used often enough in everyday conversation.
  10. Apparently, he is in the world; but not of the world... if you know what I mean.
  11. They ain't call me The Redneck Professor for nothing, son.
  12. What? Ain't you never gone down the creek and caught you a whole sa-lew of crawdads? Or gone to grandma's for breakfast and ate you a whole sa-lew of biscuits? He's spelling it wrong, is all; but sa-lew is a word we true-ass rednecks use almost daily. Even got another meaning: you know what David done to Goliath? That's right, he sa-lew him.
  13. I wonder if SouthernSound eats avacados.
  14. Stoicism is nothing to get excited about.
  15. I've long believed that the worst punishment one could receive for one's wrongdoings was to have to live with oneself, one's self--a self capable of committing such deeds. The very idea that he who wronged me would have to spend the rest of his life with himself and his sins. Knowing my own conscience as I do, I felt that was punishment enough; and the thought kept me from seeking revenge for slights real or imagined. Sadly, I've since come to realize that such a view is naive and probably gives more credit than is due or deserved to most others. As I observe it, most people either do not recognize the wrong they do as being wrong, or, recognizing it, simply do not care beyond what absolution can be found in an insincere apology. Few, in my perception, care enough to set about the nearly impossible task of fixing the behavior and motivation behind it all. Even self-proclaimed assholes seem to wear the moniker as a badge of honor rather than the shawl of threadbare shame it truly is. Yet, most people, if asked, would describe themselves as being as moral as they perceive themselves to be. Perhaps I have finally fallen from the heights of Mt. Stupid myself; or maybe that is only my perception.
  16. I believe you should spend more time understanding our answers and attempting to answer our questions.
  17. @SouthernSound there's this thing that people do called quid pro quo. Some people refer to it as "this for that," or even "tit for tat." Others call it "give and get," or "give and take." If someone is kind enough to answer your questions, you should extend the same courtesy to that person. So far, you have thrown a wall of questions at us, but answered very few of ours. This will not do at all.
  18. Then I suppose my answer was not very helpful.
  19. It means I prefer not to use my real name online. What's yours mean?
  20. I believe that dealing with the grueling details of god can take my focus away from the satisfaction of making a living and the joy of everyday details of life.
  21. Say 10 Alma Maters and spray your hosiery. Then go forth and sin no more.
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