14th February 2009, 08:21 PM
so, atoms and dust are not a person then? but if you have enough of it... it is a person (or a part of a person) oh... but bones are part of a person... at what point does a 'person' become small enough to not matter? ash? how much ash do you need? 3 grains? 5... how much until it becomes enough of a person to be a 'person'
Before we go further... I am a pagan two... I am a religion of one... I celebrate certain festivals with others... but in the main I keep my religion to meyself.. after all... its personal.. and I don't claim to know the beliefs of others who have been long dead.. I treat burials with respect, but I know a bone when I see one.. and it ain't a person any more.. they is long gone (well I hope so .... or I am in for deep doo doo when I die!) When I die... I really don't know what happens next, but I do know I am made of atoms.. they have been other things and will be again... and even during my life my atoms are constantly wandering off and joining (according to my waistline, there are more atoms than before)
At the end of it all, the big joke which you should understand... as a pagan.. is it is just that... a joke... we live... e get desperately worries about things then we die.. and in 100,000 years ... nobody will care... a glacier will grind us to nothing... tough... the Goddess / Earth really does not care... thats why I love her!
My bones.. I am just borrowing them!
?When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.?
William Blake
Before we go further... I am a pagan two... I am a religion of one... I celebrate certain festivals with others... but in the main I keep my religion to meyself.. after all... its personal.. and I don't claim to know the beliefs of others who have been long dead.. I treat burials with respect, but I know a bone when I see one.. and it ain't a person any more.. they is long gone (well I hope so .... or I am in for deep doo doo when I die!) When I die... I really don't know what happens next, but I do know I am made of atoms.. they have been other things and will be again... and even during my life my atoms are constantly wandering off and joining (according to my waistline, there are more atoms than before)
At the end of it all, the big joke which you should understand... as a pagan.. is it is just that... a joke... we live... e get desperately worries about things then we die.. and in 100,000 years ... nobody will care... a glacier will grind us to nothing... tough... the Goddess / Earth really does not care... thats why I love her!
My bones.. I am just borrowing them!
?When a sinister person means to be your enemy, they always start by trying to become your friend.?
William Blake