Thus, every time I hear the word "afterlife" I'm reminded of that silly Squirrel Nut Zippers song. Which is a fun song, and makes the point that hipsters and ancient Egyptian grain farmers and most everyone else all use the afterlife as a canvas on which to paint their hopes, desires, fears. But those are right here, people, right now... but no Shakta sermon today. Just go pet a kitty or hug and kiss someone you love, and think about heaven.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Life After Death
Here is a fascinating and witty review essay about life after death. It strikes me that as a Shakta I am a member of a religion that, while it posits an afterlife (basically the standard Hindu theory), doesn't really give a crap about it. Our "ultimate/intimate reality" to use Mary Daly's words is right here, right now.
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