People, It has been a long time since I posted
here in my blog. And I’ve promised to write
about this subject a long time ago. Well….
were do I start.
So, last Friday I had my last exam, so it’s
summer vacation now. So, I’ve spend the
weekend at a friend’s place. Well, actually,
we went to Amsterdam on Saturday.
In Amsterdam, we went also to
the Amsterdam Dungeon. A tour through
the dark past of the city. Yes, it’s just a ride
for tourist, I realise that, but it’s based on
historical facts. And the first scene in history
we get to see…. the Spanish Inquisition.
People being tortured and killed, in the love
of God.
Isn’t that why, centuries ago, people fled
Europe, immigrated to the New World,
America, to be free in their religion?
Religion, yeah? That’s what this post was
supposed to be about. Well. my original
plans contained two posts, one general
post and one personal post. Oh well…
it will be a long read, so yeah, where was I?
So, I’ve spend the weekend at my friend’s
place (I am still there). So, yesterday morning
(yes, the 4th of July, but yeah, we’re in the
Netherlands, we’ve different national days,
do you know any of them???) So, in the morning
I was talking to my friend, about my views about
religion, the world, etc.
Oh, it’s nice talking to open minded people ;)
Of topic: Quote time: “The mind is like a
parachute, it only works when it’s open”
My friend also told me about his vacation in Mexico,
and about the nature religions there. He said he
respects that kind of religions. Well, that’s a point
where we agree ;). Nature religions often include
rituals and magic. And trust me, magic works.
Okay, now I’ve mentioned nature religions, I would
like to take you back to a part of my childhood.
(Oh, yes, it seems I am combining both my planned
general and personal post, so take your time reading this)
So, as I guess, some of you might already know, I was
baptised at the age of three, when my mother was dying.
When I was a kid I went to a Catholic Primary School,
simply, because it was the closest one to where I lived.
In the province where I grew up, they are rather common.
But even though it was a Catholic Primary School, it
was a tolerant one. The immigrants children, Muslims,
they were threaded just the same like everyone else.
And when we had ‘religion class’ they went to their
own class. Oh, yes, as you see, it’s possible to be
tolerant, and even give Muslims class about their own
religion on a Catholic Primary School.
Yes, that’s the place I grew up in my very young years.
I’ve heard about Catholic Primary Schools, where it was
compulsory to be baptised to be allowed to attend it.
So, yeah, I attended this Catholic Primary School, and so
I did my First Communion at the age of 6. I mean, back then
I already realised Christianity was a lot of bullshit, sorry
to say so, but it is. But yeah, I think to most 6-year-olds it
would just be a party, presents, and stuff, right?
Well, at primary school, I had, of course, history class too.
We had to learn about ancient european people, and also
their religion and their Gods and Goddesses. That history
class, it inspired me. But I was tought those religions were
gone. I was tought Christianity was forced upon the people,
and if you didn’t agree you would be burned as witch. Yes,
they tought that at a Catholic School, keep that in mind.
I remember what the head master once told us, he said that
in his days you got beaten if you said you didn’t believe.
I was attending this Catholic Primary School, so at the age
of 12, I did this ‘Confirmation’ (nl: Vormsel). I remember
some priest making a cross on my forehead with some kind
of… vaseline, I guess. Don’t know how to describe it.
Okay, now we’ll make a little time jump. There happened
some important things in my life in the time in between,
but since I’m talking about religion today, I’ll skip that.
So, we’re going to the year 2002. In that time, I was
attending a ‘Senior Secondary Technical School’
(nl: MBO) (Leeuwenborgh Opleidingen)