I read this for Environmental Studies, and it was incredibly interesting. I have my own beef with Christianity and organized religion in general - but even if I didn't, I think I still would have found this article enlightening and intriguing. Gotta take it with a grain of salt, but White isn't wrong. There just may be more to the story.
The Historical Roots to our Ecological Crisis
note: as it has come to my attention that people may actually be reading this blog, I just want to say I'm not bashing Christianity. Read the article. It's interesting, and it's not bashing Christians either... it's about how early Christianity was based on an anthropocentric view of the world, and how Christian values are so deeply ingrained into western technology and science (which dominates throughout the world), that we will not be able to resolve our ecological crisis until we entirely reevaluate our core values, and thus our position on the environment. That's all. Well, there's more to it, but that's the gist.
This song transports me back to the nineties, and listening to savage garden on my tape player. that's right, tapes. For some reason I seem to be posting a lot of random song lyrics on here, but maybe that will all change soon. When I have something real to say.
Savage Garden - I Want You
Anytime I need to see your face
I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where
Your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter
In the base of my spine
Sweet like a chic a cherry cola
I don't need to try and explain
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again I might move
So slightly
To the arms and the lips and the face
Of the human cannonball
That I need to I want to
Come stand a little bit closer
Breath in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you
When I get to you
Chorus
Ooh I want you
I don't know if I need you
But ooh I'd die to find out
Ooh I want you
I don't know if I need you
But ooh Id die to find out
I'm the kind of person who endorses
A deep commitment
Getting comfy getting perfect
Is what I live for
But a look then a smell of perfume
Its like I'm down on the floor
And I don't know what I'm in for
Conversation has a time and place
In the interaction of a lover and
A mate
But the time of talking
Using symbols using words
Can be likened to a deep sea diver
Who is swimming with a raincoat
Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you
When I get to you
Chorus
Anytime I need to see your face
I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where
Your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter
In the base of my spine
Sweet like a chic a cherry cola
I don't need to try and explain
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again I might move
So slightly
To the arms and the lips and the face
Of the human cannonball
That I need to I want to
Chorus
So can we find out
