Asking Questions

Here I go talking about religion again.  Maybe this blog could be more appropriately titled, "Born Again for the Fourth Time."

In the 1960s and early 1970s my family used to take my brother and I to church every Sunday morning.  I also looked forward to vacation bible school during the summer.  It was fun and I got to meet some other kids.  My teachers in Sunday School were really dedicated and even though I was young I gained a lot of historical knowledge on the bible.

I'm thankful to my parents for sending me to church as it gave me a moral compass to guide my life.  The church and southern culture taught me respect for others especially our elders.  It keep me off drugs and out of prison.

I have high regard and respect for most religions around the world.  Now, I fear the man who believes in nothing for he might have no conscience and could be capable of anything.

I remember my pastor talking about the evils of smoking and drinking--smoking!  Years later I realize he was adding his dislikes or beliefs he inherited to the religion.  Like many other faiths, we thought we had some kind of a special pass to get into heaven while the other faiths were on their way to hell.

Let me get to my point.  When you are brought up in a religion or belief system you are afraid to ask questions.  I certainly was.  Asking questions was something that I would not consider.  Maybe I was afraid of the fact that everything I believed in would fall apart.  So asking questions was simply not an option for me.  As child it is normal for us to ask questions.  It is the only way for us to get from the unknown to the known or maybe said from the known to the unknown.  However, society eventually dumbs us down to where we stop asking these questions and start accepting what we are told.  In the past I was afraid to ask questions because I was afraid of being wrong.  I considered being wrong as a failure.  But look at it this way, there's nothing wrong with failure.  With scientists there is no such thing as failure.  Failure is a success, because failure points the path to success.  Failure is a success because you have now learned successfuly that that option doesn't work and it's time to try something new.

In the early 1990s, I listened to a man named William Cooper.  He was an expert in the Babylon Mystery religion.  William Cooper said this Babylon Mystery religion eventually became the Roman Church.  He opened up a "small crevice" in my mind and I wanted to learn more about this Mystery Religion.  If what he said was true then it would forever change my view on Christianity.  Or would it?

By chance I came across a very well-researched paperback book written in the 1960s called "Babylon Mystery Religion" by Ralph Woodrow.   In this book, the author presents excellent historical research that the Mystery Religion eventually became the Catholic Church.  It's really hard to doubt that the mother goddess religion of Babylon was adopted by the Romans who did a little "touch up" to make the religion more acceptable.  Even a dummy when presented with the facts would realize that Christianity has accepted many pagan traditions and holidays.  For example, holidays such as Christmas and Easter are pagan holidays and it cannot be logically disputed.  But it's too long for me to discuss those points here.  I'll let you do the research yourself.

Regretfully, I sold my book.  I encourage you to read for yourself and don't forget just do a little research or more if you like.  Don't accept it just because I said so.  I pasted the English and Spanish versions below:






The problem is I knew the truth but still because of my belief system I refused to totally accept it.  You might say that I also refused to "connect the dots" because if in fact the Catholic Church came from the Mystery Religion then the Protestant faith came from the Catholic church, right!  It was a leap I didn't want to take even though it was the next logical step.  Martin Luther King reformed Catholicism didn't he?  If you have a Volkswagen and change it to a Lincon Continental, at heart it's still a Volkswagen.  It might look like another car, but when you get down to it, it's built on a Volkswagon frame or once was a Volkswagen. 

One must be careful when discussing religion with people, because like I was, people can be very closed-minded and sometimes very defensive.  People will awaken but usually only when some tramatic or life-changing event occurs.  It might be a death, disease or some other thing that might finally make them begin asking questions once again.

Here's how closed-minded I was.  I did my research on the Catholic Church, but failed to draw the same conclusion about my faith.  It was impossible for me to question my faith.  Questioning my faith would have been akin to questioning my salvation.  No thanks was my attitude; I want salvation.  Let's don't go there. It's funny how hell and even salvation can put you in "chains."  They got you one way or the other, trapped like you are in a box.

I also purchased a copy of the Quran and read through a lot of it.  That year I read five to six hours a day on Islam and I learned a great deal.  I thought, yes, indeed they are worshipping a borrowed religion much like the Catholic Church.  But once again, I failed to take at look at my own faith.  It was much easier for me to point fingers at others and be judgmental.  It's great to be a judge, just put on the white wig and pass verdicts on others.

So, I'm not saying I'm a guru or really spiritually advanced.  No, I just consided my self as awakening and hopefully I will continue to awaken.  The great thing about my awakening is that I'm more accepting of other faiths and people.  I'm not judging them.  How could I?  I was in the same situation.

I was born again for the fourth time in 2004 until shortly afterwards I began to awaken with the assistance of my brother.  Actually he didn't assist me so much as conversations with him helped me open my mind.  I got tired of following in my father's footsteps and being born again over and over.  I didn't care about spirituality.  I just feared hell.  We can dip ourselves in water and accept Jesus over and over, but what we really need to do is look within our heart and change.   But change can't happen until we awaken and you cannot awaken until you start once again asking questions.

I've probably given some of you all the religion you can stand.  In my upcoming articles I will switch to a deeply disturbing topic on the Ape-Human Hybrid Infertilization Progam, currently underway on the streets of Las Vegas.  It's information that I'm sure will disturb most normal people and will certainly alarm the people responsible for the deevolutionary process.  A source (who wishes to remain unnamed for obvious reasons) that I met at McDonalds at Nellis and Bonaza tipped me off to this.  He walked up to me and said, "Didn't we meet in jail?"  Immediately I recognized this much have been some coded desire to provide infromation on something he wanted to "get off his chest."  Only, I had to get his trust so he would open up.  Never would I realize that a purchase of a coke and fries for my source would lead down the corridors of a scandal so terrifying and unbelievable that it simply defies the imagination. My shocking, groundbreaking expose' with information provided by this very reliable, trustworthy source will surely blow the lid off of the houses of corruption in Clark County.  It also expose the Ape-Human breeding labs that are in the Clark County School System and I intend to name the persons responsible for these henious crimes.  My friend, heads will fall!  That's right honest citizens, your taxpaying dollars are going to ape research.  If enough people would wake up then we might still have time to stop this, but it appears we might be too late unless action is taken fast.  I'm afraid there aren't enough bannanas to go around before they eventually begin feeding on humans.  I think this city is lost.  The best we can do is place a fence around the city and do our best to sort out the apes from the humans.  Get out before it's too late!

cheers

Paul