I was raised in the church. I read church history for years, and spent my entire childhood having the dogma and apologia drilled into me until I could recite entire passages from rote memory. Every argument and counterargument. Every reason to never question the ones in charge.
It was never about horses, elephants, steel bows, and stones in hats. It was never about Smith’s running list of legal problems and narcissism. It was never about Brigham Young giving a very enthusiastic green light on ethnic cleansing and genocide.
It was always about defending the lie that all of that was true, that all of it was done with good intent. That all of it was sanctioned by God himself by his living mouthpiece.
It was always about money, control, and keeping people in line. And you deserve so much better than to be exploited like that. You deserve to be happy.
I was raised secularly and wound up having a breakdown in college where I told my ROTC cadre that my nonexistent sister got me pregnant because I judged my father’s wrath more of a threat than the US military.
If I had a spiritual community, all would have been well in my life.
I went to a Mormon church recently. I had an experience similar to the main character in Office Space watching the therapist having a heart attack in front of him has, where they showed they cared but half-assed it, fumbling the ball completely, and it made me realize, when they tried shaming me and cross-talking me, that this was LITERALLY the best they can do.
They were/are in Semblance Dharma. This is a term from Mahayana Buddhism, along with True and Degenerate Dharma. The Sound of Gravel is Degenerate Dharma; a preacher preaching hate has lost Jesus from Jesus’ spiritual teachings. Semblance Dharma gets the surface of truth, but True Dharma is able to replicate the depth of wisdom contained in a great teacher’s pedagogy.
Buddhism likewise has been subject to decay, y’see? But the church I went to did so much right. I think it wiser to fix what is broken than to start anew, now. I already have my “cult,” which is my educational art project. I teach philosophy, spirituality, and mental health skills to help people heal and self-actualize. Now I realize I must be the founder of Mormon Occultism to be the left hand of God - while the right hand leads the flock on the path, the left hand goes into the tall grass and helps those who are very lost - and I believe this will fix all that you know in your heart is wrong.
I was raised in the church. I read church history for years, and spent my entire childhood having the dogma and apologia drilled into me until I could recite entire passages from rote memory. Every argument and counterargument. Every reason to never question the ones in charge.
It was never about horses, elephants, steel bows, and stones in hats. It was never about Smith’s running list of legal problems and narcissism. It was never about Brigham Young giving a very enthusiastic green light on ethnic cleansing and genocide.
It was always about defending the lie that all of that was true, that all of it was done with good intent. That all of it was sanctioned by God himself by his living mouthpiece.
It was always about money, control, and keeping people in line. And you deserve so much better than to be exploited like that. You deserve to be happy.
I was raised secularly and wound up having a breakdown in college where I told my ROTC cadre that my nonexistent sister got me pregnant because I judged my father’s wrath more of a threat than the US military.
If I had a spiritual community, all would have been well in my life.
I went to a Mormon church recently. I had an experience similar to the main character in Office Space watching the therapist having a heart attack in front of him has, where they showed they cared but half-assed it, fumbling the ball completely, and it made me realize, when they tried shaming me and cross-talking me, that this was LITERALLY the best they can do.
They were/are in Semblance Dharma. This is a term from Mahayana Buddhism, along with True and Degenerate Dharma. The Sound of Gravel is Degenerate Dharma; a preacher preaching hate has lost Jesus from Jesus’ spiritual teachings. Semblance Dharma gets the surface of truth, but True Dharma is able to replicate the depth of wisdom contained in a great teacher’s pedagogy.
Buddhism likewise has been subject to decay, y’see? But the church I went to did so much right. I think it wiser to fix what is broken than to start anew, now. I already have my “cult,” which is my educational art project. I teach philosophy, spirituality, and mental health skills to help people heal and self-actualize. Now I realize I must be the founder of Mormon Occultism to be the left hand of God - while the right hand leads the flock on the path, the left hand goes into the tall grass and helps those who are very lost - and I believe this will fix all that you know in your heart is wrong.