Sunday, February 20, 2011

My Cult

Today I watched “Inside a Cult” on the History Channel as I ate breakfast and later while vacuuming I thought about what my own cult would be like…

Instead of using the shamrock to show the Holy Trinity like St. Patrick did, I would use a pizza to show the symmetry of the divine. A pizza is a perfect circle perhaps representing the circle of life full of nourishment for the body. When this pizza is shared with friends it nourishes the soul with laughter and fellowship. The many ingredients represent the myriad of choices we face every day in life, each bringing a new flavor to the pizza as a choice brings new sensations to our lives.

Many religions limit our choices to good and evil, but so many choices in life are neutral. I personally dislike Bar-B-Que chicken pizza, I do not believe that BBQ sauce is a flavor that belongs on a pizza and yet I know several people who really like BBQ chicken pizza. Are they evil? No, they just wish to experience something different than I wish to experience. Pizza can come is so many forms including: savory, sweet/dessert, meatlover’s, vegetarian, deep-dish, ultra thin, stuffed crust, rocket hot, and cold next day. Whether you like pineapple, Canadian bacon, and mushrooms on your pizza or Italian sausage, onions, and olives you are still sharing in the circle of life and partaking of nourishment, body and soul, with friends. And the very next meal your choices could change thereby changing your experience.

Perhaps Big Lou’s Pizza in San Antonio could be something akin to a pilgrimage seeking a profound life changing experience by ordering the 42 inch pizza.

Then in my cult we would also examine Ben Franklin’s quote, “Beer is living proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.” As we drank this living proof we would again explore the many neutral choices in life represented in beer choices. Do you prefer Bock, Pilsner, Hefeweizan, Lager, or Ale? In the Bible bread is called the staff of life, if we were to examine beer we would find it is little more than liquid bread. I believe the Egyptians used beer as a means of preserving wheat.

Then by partaking of beer one possible progression would be that women would dance naked about a campfire which is, to me, one of the most intoxicatingly beautiful things in the world.

So in my cult our bodies are well nourished by pizza and beer, our spirits are nourished by the sharing of said pizza and beer and the laughter of friends, and on occasion we may be treated to one of the most wonderful sights in the known world…the female form by firelight.

So who wants to join my cult as I muddle through life?

1 comment:

  1. Sign me up!! Your cult and analysis of life as we do muddle through it is very much a philosophy that I can follow. I was a very hardcore Christian for about 4 yrs...then last year I started to discover that I needed to step back and ask myself why. When I did I discovered that much to the opposite of what Christianity believes we CAN be more then one "person" in this life. You can pray and yet still meditate, you can worship and yet still find Zen in something other then prayer. As you said, friends, good food and inspirational sights.
    I read a book called Studying Buddhism Made Me a Better Christian. And it taught me that there are many roads in life but they can all meet at the crossroads and co-exist each helping to make the other a better person.