Why did you have to close down our Gregg’s on George street? Why do I no longer have a Gregg’s? I can’t express how much I’m angry about a lack of Gregg’s in Hove, but it’s been added to my things that make me angry. So this is why it’s here!!
God, religion, faith. What the fuck is all of this, and why are you writing about it Tyler ?
I don’t often speak about it, mainly because its often seen as a taboo but I am a person of faith. I suppose I choose these words as opposed to just saying I’m Jewish, because the faith itself never truly sat well with me. I have always considered myself to be more of mixed faith then just solely part of one.
Judaism has taught me that to find your own faith you should be educating yourself in it. You should not just choose faith because its easiest but because its who you are. I originally didn’t believe that queer spaces should ever be linked in with places of faith but as I grew up, I realised it was the individual to decide on what makes them happy. I am not an Orthodox Jew, far from that. I believe that to find your own path you shouldn’t look blindly into faith, and should study it in your own time as opposed to temple. I am also a fan of pork. I also believe in the true Satanist teachings as well. That you shouldn’t harm anyone unless they have harmed you, and that organised faith can be fucking dangerous to people. Organised religion as a whole is a huge grey area for me personally. I have felt that there has always been hidden motives behind it. That teachers use it to spread hate as opposed to what its meant to be, an over view of life and how you should try and find yourself.
I suppose that god and faith is often linked in with death. I found comfort in faith when my nan passed. She was also Jewish and certainly not Orthodox. I think we find comfort in the possibility of their being an afterlife. I suppose mainly because this world is so full of pain and bullshit, that there must be something better after it.
Death is going to happen to everyone. Rich or poor, its a constant we have in life. The differences we have are how we handle death and how we decide our final resting places are. I personally are comfortable in the knowledge that I am going to die. Whilst I probably am not going to make it to 110, I hope that I at least make it to 40. I know that my mental health isn’t great, my physical health is pretty piss poor at times and I should have already been dead already from drug overdoses and seizures. I decided a while back that I would just take each day as it comes and hope that I can enjoy life as it comes before deaths grip takes me.
I have already decided that I want to be cremated. Now past that I’m not too sure what I want doing with my body, but I have come up with a few conclusions.
A part of me wants to be carbonated, turned into a collection of stones and have me given to family members for them to make me into something. Probably a collection of rings knowing my family. Another part of me wants to have my ashes put into fireworks and shot up in the air. I think that it would be a great send off for me to be shot up in the air 100 ft and scattered over a wide area.
I don’t know what will happen to my body, or whether there is such thing as an afterlife. All I know that there will always be religion and faith, and that will often determine how you live your lives.
Thank you for reading this pretty long post. Tomorrow is H – Hell. Please feel free to comment and share this post.