BELL HOOKS

BY biseenscene



Match made in A/theist Heaven


Dear Morgan, we hope your birthday is glitterfab!!~*~

Dear Morgan, we hope your birthday is glitterfab!!~*~


Your pants look like a skin disease.
DAD, ON MY ANIMAL-PRINT LEGGINGS AGAIN


I (Ross) hereby declare the existence of the Glit ska band, Gayer than Caleb. Gayer than Caleb will soon be entering the studio to record their first full-length album, “The Ambiguity of Everything.”I will be the frontman/vocalist. I will be given this position because I founded the band and cannot play any instruments, and most reviewers, after hearing my voice, will hypothesize that this was the case.Wilson will be our lead guitarist. Because he has a physically imposing stature but a soft heart, he will be a favorite among fangirls. Many gifs of his smile will flood the Gayer than Caleb tag on tumblr.JT will be our rhythm guitarist and backup vocalist. He will secretly resent my being the lead vocalist because he knows he is a better singer and also more punx than I am. When I leave the band to get married, he will step in as frontman without a second thought.Heather will be our bass player who will resent nothing because she is secure in how much more punx she is than the rest of us. Our harshest critics will rightly conclude that “Gayer than Caleb is a truly awful band, but that bassist is seriously underrated, and her mohawk is killer.”Caleb will be our hipster horn player who secretly writes the best of our lyrics. Fans will argue violently about whether or not he is the “Caleb” that we are “Gayer than.”Christina will be our cool chick drummer who all of our fans are in love with. In the liner notes of The Ambiguity of Everything, she will write a scathingly misandrist disavowal of the creepiest of her male fans in Farsi. They will fail to recognize the importance of this, or of the romantic undertones of her message to sisterwife Allie in the Special Thanks section.Christopher will be our dadlike tour bus driver who keeps us supplied with fresh pizza and cheerfully wise life advice. Few of our fans will appreciate how vital his role is.Chris and Emy will be the fans that follow our tour longer than their gas budget should allow, know all of the lyrics, and start all the best mosh pits. Sandy will give them a ride to our next show when she finds their car broken down by the side of the road, and will be horrified by the spectacle at the venue.Ian will produce the album. While sitting in on the recording session, he will stroke his beard and maintain a grave expression, and we will be unable to tell whether or not he likes our music (he doesn’t).Zach will upload our songs to his tumblr, in violation of the terms of service. We will not press charges. Michael will reblog it, but it will be lost amid hundreds of out-of-focus images of well-dressed, pretty white girls.Justin will sit in his ivory tower and laugh at how silly all of us kids with our ska music are.Alvin and Joseph will collaborate on an academic critique of faulty theological assumptions in Gayer than Caleb’s lyrics. We will post a brief reply to their review on our official tumblr page: “up the punx, dumb old dudes”Lee will write us a gracious letter pointing out potentially problematic aspects of our lyrics and aesthetic. We will issue a public apology for being, admittedly, really screwed up and privileged.
Tom and Catherine will be our Street Team, and will use their cheerful dispositions to distract people from the fact that our music kinda blows.
Amanda will write us hundreds of e-mails requesting that we put a bear on our next album cover, and will throw away all of our CDs when we never respond.
The tracklisting for Gayer than Caleb’s first album, The Ambiguity of Everything, is as follows:1. Gay Things or Ayn Rand2. My God, You Are Not Subversive3. Envy Is a Deadly Sin (The Ballad of Alvin and Aubrey)4. Baby Dino Becomes a Vessel of Destruction5. Joel’s White People6. Smash the Patriarchy (F**k the Cis-tem)7. Prayers for Penises8. The Heritic Speaks Another Herasy9. I Ship Pipscoll10. Affirming the Ambiguity of Absolutely Everything11. Friends Don’t Let Friends Glittecclesia12. Amanda Among the Bears13. Farewell Rob Bell14. A Performance in Honor of Judy Butler15. Stop Reblogging Martel16. Biblical Belief, Or, A Deconstruction of the Previous Fifteen “Tracks”17. Atheism for Lent18. Communism Will Win, See You in Hell19. BUBlical Belief20. Robbie Schools Us All (Without a Degree! Or Sources! Just the Spirit!)21. Failures of Late Capitalism22. Wrath of the Nuns23. Hot Date with a Pyro Boyfriend24. Everything Is Scubalon (He’s Scubalon, She’s Scubalon, Ze’s Scubalon, I’m Scubalon, You’re Scubalon, Your Mom’s Scubalon)25. Song of the Exiled Pioneer, Or, Emy Has Beautiful Eyes26. Timothy (As Cities Burn cover)HIDDEN BONUS TRACK: Michael Reblogs Pale Girls 
No track besides the Timothy cover will exceed 1:30 in length. The album will be universally panned by reviewers, and members of the TCC will successfully lobby for a “CAUTION: DAMNABLE HERESY” label on the front cover, which will increase our album sales exponentially.

I (Ross) hereby declare the existence of the Glit ska band, Gayer than Caleb. Gayer than Caleb will soon be entering the studio to record their first full-length album, “The Ambiguity of Everything.”

I will be the frontman/vocalist. I will be given this position because I founded the band and cannot play any instruments, and most reviewers, after hearing my voice, will hypothesize that this was the case.

Wilson will be our lead guitarist. Because he has a physically imposing stature but a soft heart, he will be a favorite among fangirls. Many gifs of his smile will flood the Gayer than Caleb tag on tumblr.

JT will be our rhythm guitarist and backup vocalist. He will secretly resent my being the lead vocalist because he knows he is a better singer and also more punx than I am. When I leave the band to get married, he will step in as frontman without a second thought.

Heather will be our bass player who will resent nothing because she is secure in how much more punx she is than the rest of us. Our harshest critics will rightly conclude that “Gayer than Caleb is a truly awful band, but that bassist is seriously underrated, and her mohawk is killer.”

Caleb will be our hipster horn player who secretly writes the best of our lyrics. Fans will argue violently about whether or not he is the “Caleb” that we are “Gayer than.”

Christina will be our cool chick drummer who all of our fans are in love with. In the liner notes of The Ambiguity of Everything, she will write a scathingly misandrist disavowal of the creepiest of her male fans in Farsi. They will fail to recognize the importance of this, or of the romantic undertones of her message to sisterwife Allie in the Special Thanks section.

Christopher will be our dadlike tour bus driver who keeps us supplied with fresh pizza and cheerfully wise life advice. Few of our fans will appreciate how vital his role is.

Chris and Emy will be the fans that follow our tour longer than their gas budget should allow, know all of the lyrics, and start all the best mosh pits. Sandy will give them a ride to our next show when she finds their car broken down by the side of the road, and will be horrified by the spectacle at the venue.

Ian will produce the album. While sitting in on the recording session, he will stroke his beard and maintain a grave expression, and we will be unable to tell whether or not he likes our music (he doesn’t).

Zach will upload our songs to his tumblr, in violation of the terms of service. We will not press charges. Michael will reblog it, but it will be lost amid hundreds of out-of-focus images of well-dressed, pretty white girls.

Justin will sit in his ivory tower and laugh at how silly all of us kids with our ska music are.

Alvin and Joseph will collaborate on an academic critique of faulty theological assumptions in Gayer than Caleb’s lyrics. We will post a brief reply to their review on our official tumblr page: “up the punx, dumb old dudes”

Lee will write us a gracious letter pointing out potentially problematic aspects of our lyrics and aesthetic. We will issue a public apology for being, admittedly, really screwed up and privileged.

Tom and Catherine will be our Street Team, and will use their cheerful dispositions to distract people from the fact that our music kinda blows.

Amanda will write us hundreds of e-mails requesting that we put a bear on our next album cover, and will throw away all of our CDs when we never respond.

The tracklisting for Gayer than Caleb’s first album, The Ambiguity of Everything, is as follows:

1. Gay Things or Ayn Rand
2. My God, You Are Not Subversive
3. Envy Is a Deadly Sin (The Ballad of Alvin and Aubrey)
4. Baby Dino Becomes a Vessel of Destruction
5. Joel’s White People
6. Smash the Patriarchy (F**k the Cis-tem)
7. Prayers for Penises
8. The Heritic Speaks Another Herasy
9. I Ship Pipscoll
10. Affirming the Ambiguity of Absolutely Everything
11. Friends Don’t Let Friends Glittecclesia
12. Amanda Among the Bears
13. Farewell Rob Bell
14. A Performance in Honor of Judy Butler
15. Stop Reblogging Martel
16. Biblical Belief, Or, A Deconstruction of the Previous Fifteen “Tracks”
17. Atheism for Lent
18. Communism Will Win, See You in Hell
19. BUBlical Belief
20. Robbie Schools Us All (Without a Degree! Or Sources! Just the Spirit!)
21. Failures of Late Capitalism
22. Wrath of the Nuns
23. Hot Date with a Pyro Boyfriend
24. Everything Is Scubalon (He’s Scubalon, She’s Scubalon, Ze’s Scubalon, I’m Scubalon, You’re Scubalon, Your Mom’s Scubalon)
25. Song of the Exiled Pioneer, Or, Emy Has Beautiful Eyes
26. Timothy (As Cities Burn cover)
HIDDEN BONUS TRACK: Michael Reblogs Pale Girls 

No track besides the Timothy cover will exceed 1:30 in length. The album will be universally panned by reviewers, and members of the TCC will successfully lobby for a “CAUTION: DAMNABLE HERESY” label on the front cover, which will increase our album sales exponentially.


robbellcom:

B&N.com asked for some of my favorite reads-here they are with a bit commentary: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/u/featured-religion-author/379003682.


robbellcom:

Here is the trailer for WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT GOD. On-sale March 12. Available for pre-order now.


reblooged:

[Public Service Announcement]
Blooged~?

reblooged:

[Public Service Announcement]

Blooged~?


To be entirely present to oneself is the highest thing and the highest task for the personal life, it is the power on account of which the Romans called the gods presentes. But this thing of being entirely present to oneself in self-concern is the highest in religion, for only thus can it absolutely be comprehended that one absolutely is in need of God every instant, so that everything belonging to time past or to time to come or generally to indefinite time, such as evasions, excuses, digressions, etc., grows pale and vanishes, as the other sort of jugglery, which also belongs to the indefinite time of the gloaming and the twilight, retreats and vanishes before the bright light of day. When one is not present to oneself, then one is absent in the past or in the future time, then one’s religiousness is recollection of an abstract purpose, then one dwells perhaps piously in the piety of an ancient and vanished age, or builds, religiously understood, the objective religiousness like the Tower of Babel — but this night shall thy soul be required of thee.

Søren KierkegaardThe Book on Adler (via meloncauliflower)

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euphoricingenue:

“But we are alone, darling child, terribly, isolated each from the other; so fierce is the world’s ridicule we cannot speak or show our tenderness; for us, death is stronger than life, it pulls like a wind through the dark, all our cries burlesqued in joyless laughter; and with the garbage of loneliness stuffed down us until our guts burst bleeding green, we go screaming round the world, dying in our rented rooms, nightmare hotels, eternal homes of the transient heart.” 

euphoricingenue:

“But we are alone, darling child, terribly, isolated each from the other; so fierce is the world’s ridicule we cannot speak or show our tenderness; for us, death is stronger than life, it pulls like a wind through the dark, all our cries burlesqued in joyless laughter; and with the garbage of loneliness stuffed down us until our guts burst bleeding green, we go screaming round the world, dying in our rented rooms, nightmare hotels, eternal homes of the transient heart.” 

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It is customary to blame secular science and anti-religious philosophy for the eclipse of religion in modern society. It would be more honest to blame religion for its own defeats. Religion declined not because it was refuted, but because it became irrelevant, dull, oppressive, insipid. When faith is completely replaced by creed, worship by discipline, love by habit; when the crisis of today is ignored because of the splendor of the past; when faith becomes an heirloom rather than a living fountain; when religion speaks only in the name of authority rather than with the voice of compassion - its message becomes meaningless.

Abraham Joshua Heschel, God in Search of Man

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First paragraph into the book and I am hooked.

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The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.

― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching (via samsaranmusing)

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