Mr. Ed
Be what you is not what you what you ain’t
- Location
- Central NY
As a young man in my early 20's, I was enormously interested in life, particularly, intellect and power. I learned however, spirituality is about love and giving without expecting anything in return.
That was roughly 40 years ago and now at age 67 a new renascence is born and I question church, religion and Christianity as I understood it to be. But before that, I was born at army/navy hospital in Chaterouxe France, I had a duel citizenship until age 18 I never took advantage of. When we got back to the States my dad was ordained as a church minister in Tennessee while attending college where my younger brother was born; my youngest brother was born in New Orleans at New Orleans Southern Baptist Seminary.
The only life I knew was associated with church and my dad as preacher. It never occurred to me other families were different than mine or if in some way the convictions of dad and church might not be right for me as an individual? At that time, individuality conflicted the childhood mold I was living.
It wasn't until Junior/Senior years of high school that I experimented with marijuana and later hallucinogenics. I was well liked in high school, I went to concerts and night clubs. Eventually I had my first psychotic episode and everything went downhill from there.
In 2005, a miraculous recovery occurred that helped me reconstruct life as I know it today. God is father figure and my dad was a horrible family man and father figure, the church is the house of God and where my dad preached. These three symbols of godliness controlled my worldview until my dad died, loosening his grip until finally, a memory without anger.
That was roughly 40 years ago and now at age 67 a new renascence is born and I question church, religion and Christianity as I understood it to be. But before that, I was born at army/navy hospital in Chaterouxe France, I had a duel citizenship until age 18 I never took advantage of. When we got back to the States my dad was ordained as a church minister in Tennessee while attending college where my younger brother was born; my youngest brother was born in New Orleans at New Orleans Southern Baptist Seminary.
The only life I knew was associated with church and my dad as preacher. It never occurred to me other families were different than mine or if in some way the convictions of dad and church might not be right for me as an individual? At that time, individuality conflicted the childhood mold I was living.
It wasn't until Junior/Senior years of high school that I experimented with marijuana and later hallucinogenics. I was well liked in high school, I went to concerts and night clubs. Eventually I had my first psychotic episode and everything went downhill from there.
In 2005, a miraculous recovery occurred that helped me reconstruct life as I know it today. God is father figure and my dad was a horrible family man and father figure, the church is the house of God and where my dad preached. These three symbols of godliness controlled my worldview until my dad died, loosening his grip until finally, a memory without anger.