bluejewofzsouchmuhn asked: Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh help please bro! YK just came in and I'm about to start cooking my dinner and I feel Fucked. Up. Like so guilty. Help! I just discovered a recent car repair was f'd up and I'm going to have to go back and have it redone next week, and I feel like god is punishing me. I thought I was over all this superstition, but I'm feeling persecuted! What's wrong with me?! Does this ever happen to you? Guess I need a good talking-to. Bleah. :[ Thanks for reading, bro. xoxo (public answer OK)
Sorry for that last ask! I’m feeling much better. I would still like to know your response, but I’ve realized why I was feeling so vulnerable a while ago. Ironically, part of it was from not eating enough today… lol So, how’s the bacon cheeseburger??
It’s all good, and I’m glad you’re feeling better. I do get moments like that, esp when I’m having a "bad day" or "bad luck". I start to wonder if I was wrong, if there is a god, the god of the bible, if I’m going to be punished, etc etc etc.
Frankly, I think that’s not entirely a bad thing. It shows that we’re still open-minded. But why does this happen? I’m sure rabbis would love to tell us it’s our “pintele yid,” the little spark of our soul - but I think a much more reasonable explanation is that our brains were overrun with those religious memes for a long time and in a very deep way so they’re difficult to purge entirely. Simple as that. (Same thing as thinking about an ex for awhile after a break-up.) Plus, throw in the fear factor, the sense of “bad luck”, and it’s understandable that we might go back to a bit of superstitious thinking.
And yeah, it still happens to me now and then as well (though less and less as more time goes by), but when my subconscious starts to throw those emotions my way, I start to think about it rationally. I think about the obvious explanation for the feelings, and I think about religion: Frankly, the bible reeks of a man-made document from ancient times. I remember why it makes no sense to think it’s true. So that helps shake me from my yhwh-inspired reverie. And then I think about god itself. It really doesn’t make much sense, and certainly doesn’t have any good arguments for it. That helps too. If there is a god, we have no reason to think it’s anything like the bible god, or any god we’ve been told about. (And I certainly don’t worry about having pissed off thor or zeus or jesus etc.) If there is a god - and that’s a fucking huge “if" - there’s no reason to think it cares about any of that nonsense, like fasting and begging for our lives, like a spoiled brat.
I walk my mind through the steps that led me to where I am. I think about the logic of it; I remember why I reached the conclusions I did, and frankly, it still makes sense. That usually helps. So I basically just try to shake it off, the same way I shake off other difficult decisions I’ve made, even ones which occasionally haunt me.
And yeah, not getting enough sleep, or enough to eat, or dealing with a lot of stress - those all can contribute to those superstitious feelings.
Also, remember that these feelings are common. You are definitely not alone. But give it time, try to work through those feelings, and just think of it as a “bad break-up” that you’re still getting over.
I am planning to get a double-bacon cheeseburger tomorrow… maybe I’ll post a pic =]
Have an easy break-fast =D