Pulling the trigger: the gun as sorcerors wand.

You pull the trigger and your just open hand becomes a fist, try it, put your hand out, close three of the fingers leaving the fourth just curved round a bit at the top, close it, and your making a fist, there is a power in this, you point a hand, make a fist and bad shit happens to the guy you point it at. MAGIC, that’s what this must have seemed like to those who first discovered it, and so it was for those who first made gunpowder would have been alchemists, men of magic and of science, and though I cannot speak of science, magic is always addictive; what’s more when gunpowder was first made, the urine of priests was used in the process, so gunpowder and by extension guns became holy and right and correct and of the path of god, would that they had seen the demon but they did not, for magic is always beguiling.

The Problem................

The problem, or at least one of the problems, one of the many problems, that I have with religion, or rather, those who practice it, any of it, all of it, is that they choose a set of beliefs, they choose a way to look at the world, and a way to live their lives, a way to view others and to judge them, and they are proud of these choices and yet at the same time they would have you believe that there was no choice, they would have you believe that they were forced, that there was a gun to their head ............ the gun of god. Isn’t that oh so very convenient all your choices made for you, and a ready excuse for every nasty little opinion you have in your head; none the less, its lie, these were their choices no one else could have made them for them and ultimately life is full of them, life is full of choices, in fact its life is made of them, and when you deny your choices, even if its the just one of them, you deny life itself.