Bashing Religion
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Ramblings of a Neurotic Woman on the Verge of Insanity!!! Strip off the surface and take a plunge in my realm! Enjoy the ride but be careful...if you encounter an iceberg, Duck!!! Or you'll be sorry!!!
I am so sick and tired of friends and relatives emailing me with religious chain letters. These people were friends I grew up with, and relatives that belong to the same faith, ergo, Catholic or Christian nuts et al.
It was the summer of 1980. I was 19 years old and I remember the day I first heard rap music. It was a long, hot summer and I was on my way to Baguio, a city outside Manila. My constant music companion were a mix of Motown Artists, Michael Franks, Seals & Croft, Jim Croce, Eric Clapton, Manhattan Transfer, Don McLean, Cat Stevens, Elton John & Diana Ross. The ride to Baguio was a tedious 8 hours because the roads in some towns were not paved yet and 2 hours of zigzaging in the mountains is no easy feat especially if you think you can do better at the wheels than your brother. Anyway, a cousin just came from the US and gave me a tape of "Rapper's Delight." She told me to listen to the new craze sweeping America.
I am in awe with the beauty of this voice. Precise to the nth of a note, clear, clean, perfect!!! Only she can sing with such command and belt an exceedingly difficult octave like that and hold it with such reverence.
When I was growing up, my mother used to tell me to pray before I sleep. Every night for 25 years, I talked to an imaginary god who never even reciprocated. What a waste!