Saturday, 4 January 2014

If. You. Believe.

Miracles or miraculous occurrences pertaining to health do or do not happen depending on which God you followed.

For example, if we're talking about the Catholic God, chances are you depended on doctors and their knowledge of medical science for all your medical problems.

Similarly, if we're talking about the Muslim God, chances are you depended on doctors and their knowledge of medical science for all your medical problems as well. 

Ditto the other gods, be they the Hindu God, the Buddhist God, the Jewish God or any other known god, and in some cases you probably depended on witch doctors for their help and expertise as well, when all else fails.

The Judeo-Christian God, however, during the time of his son, Jesus, on earth, performed all kinds of miracles. For instance, the lame picked up their mats and walked; the blind opened their eyes and saw; the mute opened their mouths and talked; even the dead woke up and reclaimed their places among the living, all of which would have been deemed impossible by doctors and medical science.

You see, the thing is, miracles or miraculous occurrences pertaining to health do happen. All the time.

If. You. Believe.



Strange Customs II

Earthlings have strange customs.

In the animal kingdom, as well as certain parts of the world where famine and food shortages are common, food is a matter of life and death - life if you have enough of it and death if you don't. It's a matter of survival.

In other parts of the world, however, food is a celebration of life. People wax lyrical about it, eulogize it, write books about it,  film travelogues and documentaries about it, organize grand functions  and lavish ceremonies revolving around it, glamorize it in advertisements, idolize it in televised food programs, make love to it in chef-hosted cookery shows , go out of their way to experience it in all its variously cooked or prepared forms, that which not only turns rotten and breeds maggots after a few days without refrigeration or other means of preservation but also turns to shit after being consumed, or at least half of it, and occasionally, all of it together with half your intestines, a small price to pay perhaps for the privilege of being able to indulge in the pleasures of the flesh, stomach-related, as once the storm has passed, the feasting resumes unabated as generally is the practice.


Mighty strange customs indeed hath earthlings.