Chad and Chew

Suffice it to say that there is a huge sci-fi geek in me.  Maybe huge is an understatement for I love this genre.  And I think the reason that i love the genre so much is that it blends so many other genres into its fabric.

Take for instance Joss Whedon’s FIREFLY.  For anyone that doesn’t know Whedon….Buffy, Angel, Toy Story, Alien Resurrection, Wonder Woman…this may jog some mammaries..um, memories.

FIREFLY (the tv series) and Serenity (the movie based on the series) is a great example of why I love sci-fi.  The premise is simple.  Four hundred years into the future, Earth has discovered (rather belatedly) that its resources have been depleted.  Also, the superpowers of China and America have combined…think of a cosmic Microsoft.  Many previously uninhabited planets are terraformed to make life possible for new citizens.  Therefore, new civilizations can be cultivated and developed. 

I’m not going to launch into the rest…I strongly suggest you guys to at least watch the movie to get a sense of the cosmic Big Brother feel. 

Anyone that wants to talk about this further…please email me.  I would love to riff ideas with you.

Catchy title, I know…..one recalls either pockets of fabric…or Swiss watches sometimes made to resemble fabric…i mean, what "in" highschooler didn’t ogle the argyle one at Dillard’s while singing along to Swing Out Sister on the overhead muzak?  Or the polo striped one…or the…or the….or….it’s actually the watch itself that interests me more.  Or any watch.

Is God digital, or does God need to be wound up?

Does God need a backlight?  Is a backlight really a nimbus? (More than the model of a Harry Potter broom, I assure you)

But what I am not assured of….is God a watch…marking all of our progress/regress..does God sometimes fall behind as we do?  If God is on Greenwich Mean Time, is that when bad things happen?

I jest…i know, but i’m truly wondering…

Is God a watchmaker? 

At the end of 2005, I’m saying no.  I’m actually thinking that the idea of a transcendent God is difficult to fathom.  This begs the question how can one fathom God, which begs the question is there a God which one can fathom.  Therefore, my premise is that there is a god.  Or a God.  Or something(s).  Or that we are the god(s).  Or that maybe we are watchmakers ourselves.  This doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m arguing the God’s own image position, either. 

I think of my spirituality as a dynamic structure. I don’t allow it to attach to an extreme fundamentalist point of view nor do I fully endorse an agnostic view.  What this means outside of a blog is that I think we can see an idea of God in a multitude of ways: a dog wags its tail, a soup kitchen feeds the homeless, I find a twenty in a pair of jeans that fit more than three years ago, I kiss my boyfriend, when I cry at a soloist in church, when I read a sutra and find a new path into my mind/heart, when Maria Carey takes time off.

Are the above things chance, fate, destiny?  Or are all of these, including the concept of God, a way to systematize a life that is extremely fragile and expendable….like a Swatch.

I knew I should have bought a  Breitling.