Jots and Tittles

I'll get to some substance later.  Right now, I need some haiku-style complaining about Goddess Religions.  We're a little bit behind in class, but the reading for today was about God and Genesis.  The "tribal Yahweh," as Mitchell calls it. 

The attacks are back
God is not respected here
they cut Him to bits.

Why is it so cool
to try to make God look like
a complete moron?

Or make Him a mean,
evil, corrupt, and worthless
patriarchal jerk?

That is not my God!
My Father is kind, loving,
majestic and good.

He is a savior,
extending His love to all,
who are unworthy.

He is vengeful, yes,
He has every right when His
perfection is wronged.

But we deserve more
than even the wrath we get;
His love protects us.

Just because His Book
reflects the myths of the
goddesses of old...

...this does not mean that
they are not true - they are
Truths behind the myths.

They can't both be true
but that doesn't mean that both
must be wholly false.

There is nothing that
frustrates me more than seeing
these dumb arguments.

In case you can't tell, I found the reading for this week very frustrating.  It was all about how this stupid Hebrew god shows up and ousts all the goddesses, eradicating so much of the rich beauty of the previous religions and replacing it with the stark, ugly evil of Patriarchy.  With a capital P.

Grr. 

I really struggle with this crap.  It gets to me on more than an intellectual level, and frustrates me to no end.  Thank God that the moment I step outside, I can take a deep breath, revel in God's creation, and know that He is God, no matter what these stupid books tell me.  Sometimes, I have to cling to a truth as though it was nothing more than dogma, not because it is but because that's the only way I can deal with it without losing my head.  Only later, after the fact, can I look at the arguments being made and refute them logically.  My first reaction is to freeze up and panic, and the only way I can save myself is to cling to what I know is true.  So that's what I'll do when I get out of class today - I'm going to cling to the Truth and I'll deal with the lies later.

-Jaya-

P.S. As a rather irrelevant side note, what on EARTH is my teacher wearing today?  That's got to be the most hideous thing I've seen in a long time.  Shiny bronze MC Hammer-esque pants with a velvet-looking shirt that hangs down low  and completely destroys any form she might have had to her body.  Ick - looks like a wannabe Aladdin or... something.  Wow.  I'm quite at a loss for words to describe it.

Inspired by this thread on the NaNo forums.  Hooray for complaining in 5-7-5 format!

Six papers are due
before the semester ends.
Don't make me write them.

Rough drafts should not be
turned in for class credit in
a high level class.

We know how to write
long research papers by now.
Else we don't belong.

Final draft due on
Tuesday of next week, and I
have no sources yet.

I love John Donne's work,
but comparing it to Psalms
will be very hard.

Paper for Kirkland
will be easy to write, but
procrastination.

Procrastination
will make Kirkland's paper suck
like all these haikus.

Masculinities
has two papers due before
Wednesday of next week.

I don't want to write
either one; kinky sex and
murder are not fun.

Fanny Hill is a
prostitute who has great fun
having kinky sex.

I have to write on
some lame theoretical
framework in this one.

Although I did that
in the first paper I wrote,
it was too little.

The Monk is also
creepy and kinky and gross,
which I don't like much.

I have no clue what
I would write about The Monk
except that it sucks.

Honors Thesis is
more trouble than it is worth.
Is it worth my time?

Graduating with
honors would be nice, but it's
not worth this headache.

Proposal is just
a thought I have, no more than
a vague dream of mine.

But to register
for the class, I must have a
proposal turned in.

Procrastination
is, once again, my downfall.
I must suck at life.

These two weeks are lame,
made of suck and epic fail.
I hope I can pass.

-Jaya-