h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

While I am serving these days in all kinds of internet groups, I almost suffocate by an overdosis of gods, guru's, angles, miracles, holynesses, astrologists, popes, spiritual sweetnesses, pink colours, prophetics, etc. etc.



It reminds me of a song from John Lennon;


God is a Concept by which
we measure our pain

I don't believe in magic
I don't believe in I-ching
I don't believe in Bible
I don't believe in Tarot
I don't believe in Hitler
I don't believe in Jesus
I don't believe in Kennedy
I don't believe in Buddha
I don't believe in Mantra
I don't believe in Gita
I don't believe in Yoga
I don't believe in Kings
I don't believe in Elvis
I don't believe in Zimmerman
I don't believe in Beatles
I just believe in me...and that reality

The dream is over
What can I say?
the Dream is Over
Yesterday
I was the Dreamweaver
But now I'm reborn
I was the Walrus
But now I'm John
and so dear friends
you'll just have to carry on
The Dream is over.


Although I would have written different things than he does, it's inspiring for me to meet somewhone who dares to be fearful, dares to lose, dares not to know and understand everything. In doing so, he appearently comes close to himself, because it's so tempting to pretend to see life from a bird's-eye view.

Yes, I do allow him to inspire me here and now.

Let's carry on, also at h2g2 in 2007.
It's a nice place to be, here.

Greetings from Amsterdam

A bit of antidote for you: "Why the Life of Brian beats The Passion of The Christ"

http://observer.guardian.co.uk/screen/story/0,,1978298,00.html

Oh, yes, I've always had a great love for these men.

If I would have been older these days, I really might have tried to join them.
Their way of life feels absolutely comfortable to me.

(Don't tell others).

Greetings from cold, dark, but vivid Amsterdam