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10.11.2003 Remembering Pricks…
Bloody hell… what a day I had yesterday. Up at 9am to attend Rememberance Sunday, then back home to the girlfriends house to help her dad remove the old glass fibre insulation from their attic. I don't know if any of you guys have ever worked with glass fibre, but those of you who have will know that its absolutly horrible stuff. Little pointy bits of stuff get stuck in your skin everywhere and make you itch like a flee ridden mongrel… horrible, horrible stuff. Rememberance Sunday is a strange event. Its supposed to be about remembering the dead, yet its a completly Christianised event. All prayers and hymns. I think its completly wrong that it should be conducted as a Christian Service, when it's not just Christians that have died for our country! It's no wonder the armed forces have trouble recruiting people from ethnic minorities when they pay their respects like this!
I find it hard attending these kind of services as they get me all confused about religion. Theres a large portion of me that really doesnt believe in all this religious crap, but at the same time, I had quite a strong christian upbringing (My Nan is a regular church goer and used to take me along when I was younger and I *used* to attend Christain Union meetings out of my own free will). So even though I don't really believe, I feel guilty and sometimes a bit scared about my lack of belief.
I think my lack of belief comes from my interest in other religions. All these religions all have their own belief system, surely they can't all be right.
In all honesty, with all the war and violence going on in this world in the name of God, *I'd* rather not be a part of it at all.
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