I may look sad or angry to you, but that’s just my face, if you don’t like it, don’t look at it, because I’m not going to adjust my face to conform to someone else’s idea of beauty. The problem isn’t my face, but your misconception of it, and that you think people, women especially, should submit to your superficial judgements of them.
No, it’s okay, I appreciate you correcting me. I almost wrote the Tanakh instead of the Torah, but since the Torah seems to be considered perhaps the most important of the Jewish texts (?), I thought I’d maybe begin with that specifically, however, you’re correct that that wouldn’t reading the full text for Judaism, and clearly I still have much to learn…Judaism and Christianity don’t completely align, but they’re definitely intertwined. I mean, Jesus was a Jew, and the Jews were considered the chosen people, and the Torah, as you said, is more or less a portion of the Old Testament…it’s all very interesting, anyway.
At the moment, I’d say nonfiction, because that’s what I’ve been reading more of, and I find a good memoir to be such an intimate, powerful experience that is incredibly difficult to replicate in fiction, but both have their merit.
A few fictional favorites: Blow-Up and Other Stories by Julio Cortazar, The Street of Crocodiles and Other Stories by Bruno Schulz, Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov.
A few non-fictional favorites: I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou, Assata: A Memoir by Assata Shakur, Once by Wim Wenders.
I don’t not believe in Islam/Allah, it’s not what I personally choose to follow as far as my own spirituality, but I don’t look at Muslims and think they have some “fantasy” religion or anything. It really bothers me when people do that to others who have different believes, pity them and behave like they’re delusional. I don’t appreciate it when people do it to me, for being a Christian, so I want to extend the respect I hope for myself, to all others. Also, I feel it’s important to me not to be ignorant about others beliefs, again, I don’t appreciate it when people make ignorant comments about Christianity or really any religions, and I’d be a hypocrite if I didn’t put forth the effort to be educated on different religions around the world. I don’t think we all have to agree with each other, but we can be respectful and educated. That being said, I really should do deeper digging to understand different religions, for some, I feel like I only have a surface understanding, and that’s not enough. Perhaps this summer, I’lll see if I can’t read some of the major religious texts in full, such as the Qu’ran, the Torah, and so forth.
Another reason why I think this is important is, it’s difficult to know if what you believe is really what you want to believe, if you (and I don’t necessarily mean you, specifically, but people in general, “we,” perhaps I should say), simply don’t know anything different. It’s good to test your faith sometimes. If someone learns about all major religions and then chooses one or sticks with the same beliefs they had before, I think their spirituality will actually be stronger for it.
Also, I wish people would see the lines that connect us all, and how many religions/people in general have more in common than not. Doesn’t mean you have to agree with everyone or believe the same things, just to establish a kind of understanding and respect, but that’s also in a bit of an idealistic world, I guess…then again, I’ve always been an idealist.
As-salāmu `alayki (a greeting as “goodbye”), to you as well, thanks for your sweet message!
No, because to begin with, I don’t really thing people should compare tragedies or disasters or crimes like that. I mean, occasional, tactful comparison has it’s rare place, but usually I think it’s distasteful. I remember before hurricane/super storm Sandy, someone who I knew on Facebook at the time, was joking about how it wasn’t a “real hurricane,” like Katrina, and they’re right that Sandy wasn’t nearly as disastrous, but with the storm still looming in front of millions and for the people that did die, to their loved ones, that was life changing, for all the people that lost their homes or businesses, that was life changing, and I just find playing “whose disaster was worse?” deeply insensitive. Let mass animal slaughter be known for its own atrocities, it doesn’t need to be compared to the holocaust.
Also, I may not be “cool” for this, but I still value human life more than animals. It’s not that I don’t value animals at all, but if I could either save a group of people about to be massacred or a group of animals, I would still choose the people, and be regretful that I couldn’t save both, but not regretful of my decision. Again, it’s not that I think nothing of animals, it’s not that I don’t think mass animal slaughter is not worthy of attention, but ultimately I don’t necessarily see animal and human life as completely equal.
Interesting and something I’ve thought (albeit somewhat subconsciously) for a while, thanks for sharing it with me. On my first international trip, I did bring a laptop, which I regretted in retrospect, on my second, I brought my dad’s old iPhone (with no phone service) and simply used it with wifi in my downtime to Skype, but it was definitely of no use to me in the situations in which I was lost and unsure. I think a great deal of my travel experiences could be categorized as “random,” and I’m hardly a planner. I had my dad’s old iPhone with service for a few months in the states, and I hated it. Yes, it has it’s uses, in many ways when I’m in trouble or need some info quick, I kind of wish I had a smart phone to whip out and look up the right info, like a few weeks ago, when I became tangled into one of those half-abandoned, boarded up, condemned, ripe with crime neighborhoods of which Baltimore has so many, at night, and with my gas tank a hair away from empty. I was panicking a bit, not so much for being lost in in such a neighborhood in my car, but being lost in such a neighborhood with a car that could have broken down at any moment, thus stranding me and making me incredibly vulnerable to whatever roving gangs where around. Ultimately though, I love not being tethered to any electronic device. I love leaving my laptop and anything wifi capable at home, each day, and spending most of my time without being tapped into the internet and what’s happening on Facebook or Tumblr or anywhere else. It makes me sad to see some people who never seem to be able to just take in the moment, and experience everything filtered through a screen. I’m not bashing any use of electronics, I just think that with everything, there’s a balance, and many people today really have no balance with their phones or electronics they use, but rather an addiction.
Me: Oh, Grandmama, don't commit any crimes, you know orange isn't your color.
Even alcohol could not make me feel so drunk with love.