Saturday, November 25, 2006
When doing research for my latest hellish homework, I noticed a huuuuge difference between the searches my co-worker was doing and the ones I have been doing. She was looking for "What A Girl Wants" (the song or the movie, I'm not sure which) and "What A Girl Wants, Soundtrack."
I was looking for: The duct of Wirsung, the difference between the liver of a human and a fetal pig, what do the three salivary glands have in common, what is the difference between the hard palate and the soft palate, what are the functions of the hard palate and the soft palate. I also looked for the official website for Kiss and for information on Duane Allman that I could link to from the Maelstrom of Distorted Bedlam.
There are other radical differences between my co-worker and myself. She's a fundamentalist Christian who will be attending Bob Jones University. (Another co-worker and myself both found this very scary.) I'm a metaphysician who practices both Buddhism and Wicca, finds wisdom in the gnostic aspects of Christianity, and, thanks to the Holy Qabalah, sees no conflict of interest in accepting ideals and practices from these various schools of thought.
This country was supposedly founded on freedom of religion. But people like me have to fear revealing their true beliefs because of accusations of evildoing, being ostracized, and possibly getting fired. So I just don't talk about it unless I've developed a very high level of trust. Many of my longtime friends don't know the truth because I fear losing them if they were to find out.
Posted by Cie Cheesemeister at 3:30 AM