out of my... former religion... thing. oh, just OUT!

[rivendellrose]

Some articles just leave you wondering why... why... well, I'm not even sure why what, exactly, just why. For instance: A bunch of people had a 'Fairy Congress' in Twisp, Washington on the summer solstice.

Now, I'm still pretty pantheist in my atheistic sort of way (...that make sense to me, though I suspect it may possibly be nonsense to the rest of the world - suffice to say that I never really thought of god as god when I believed in a god, so much as believing in the universe and the inherent holiness / awesomeness (in the oldest sense of the word) of life, so not calling it a deity any more doesn't do a lot to change the way I think about things) and I've always had a strong affection and affinity for the old stories of the Good Folk and so on. However.

After I got over giggling my head off about the mental image of a bunch of aging hippies dancing in fairy wings up in the mountains of my fair state, I suffered one of those moments that I've always felt marked out pagans who were in it for the cool 'magick' and gothy emo-ness of it all from the ones who, you know, had actually bothered to read a bit of mythology at some point.

'Good lord,' I thought - 'If those people really believed in fairies and knew what they were talking about in regards to fairy-lore... they would know that all of that was a fantastically bad idea.'

Since no one appears to have been transformed or stolen away, I think we, sadly, must mark this down as proof that the Good People either never existed, have left, or... never lived in Washington State to begin with? *Sigh*

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[rivendellrose.livejournal.com]

I've more or less settled on "atheist," since "pantheist" tends to get me either weird looks or even weirder conversations, and I tend to be... adversarial toward organized religion, as well as towards the fluffy woo-woo stuff that a lot of pagans spout. But in my heart of hearts, yeah, I still haven't given up a lot of affinity and affection toward spirituality of a very personal sort, and I will freely admit that I get a little nostalgic about it a lot of times.

On one level, I always say that the universe is a plenty interesting place as it is, and I don't need the supernatural to make it more interesting. But sometimes, as with stuff like this, I'm reminded that when I say "I don't need the supernatural," what I mean is "I don't need interfering busy-body gods to be creating things, when it's perfectly obvious from a scientific standpoint that the universe works just fine on its own." I do intensely and devoutly wish that I could believe in other aspects of the supernatural... and then idiots come along and dance in 'my' bloody forests pretending to call on fairies to fix everything, and I get absurdly annoyed because, damn it, they're cheapening something that I still sort of wish I could believe in, by being morons about it. :P

And your icon is, of course, adorkable.