the rest is silence. including religion, because its not about a "religion."

before anybody reads any further, this is a freaking WALL of text okay? get an open mind ready, and just think. it will be pretty CRAZY, and it might not make much since at first, but this is how my mind works.

before you read ANY further, im not perfect. sometimes i say/write words that some people might not agree with. if you don't agree with them, and im around you, i wont say them. out of courtesy, and out of love. and because it may be a "stumbling block" to you. but when i write, im going to be a human, and im not going to be perfect.

i'm an 18 (about to be 19) year old American male. with desires, and urges, and tendencies, and habits, that are nothing but selfish, lustful, and human.

okay guys, ive warned you (and this write isnt even that bad). all i ask, is that you dont judge, you dont condemn.

to anybody who reads this, all of this, i appreciate you.

and i love you all anyways.




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Title:  "the rest is silence. including religion, because it's not about a religion"


i was supposed to steal this from Horatio.
but she misquoted, so i have to steal it from you Hamlet.
many apologies.

"[Hamlet]: ................the rest is silence. (Dies.)"


it just kinda' explains everything, in my mind.
like.... that blows me away.
because...........

....

the rest IS [IS] (IS) **IS!!!*** silence.
and its so strange that i'm just now coming to an understanding of this.
"the rest is silence."
period.
you people are all gonna think i've lost my d*** mind.
*the writer laughs*

i'm alive right now. me, Will. i'm alive. i am living. i am breathing.
the past....5 minutes ago, 10 minutes ago.
hell, when i was writing two lines ago, thats in the past now.
its silence. it is nothing.

anything we've ever had,
is nothing.

sure, we have memories. but in a physical sense, in the sense of reality, it is silence. it isn't currently happening, its silence.

the future? yeah.......... its pretty silent itself.
we aren't there yet. it is non existent.
there is no "future"......technically speaking, but mentally, there HAS to be a future (and a past) so our brains don't freakin' wrap their "ish" around a pole 5 or six d*** times trying to understand what's REALLY going on.

[i write within these brackets after realizing that what i wrote above this, was just my mind sorting its thoughts in a rant about nothing relevant so it could organize itself enough to really get out what i wanted to say tonight. and what i write below, is the actual meat and potatoes of this write. haha, i love how my being works.

thank you God for making me how you've made me. and thank you for loving me the way that you do. thank you for this weekend, and the wonderful seminar friday night, and for an amazing concert tomorrow night where i can dance and sing and worship you with all that i am God. i love you]

******FROM HERE BELOW IS MEAT AND POTATOES**********
(your brains are probably freakin' wrappin their "ish" around a pole 5 or six D*** times right now just trying to understand what im writing, but in all honesty, this is for me. these writings that i have, are for me. these writings, ARE me. ME, being honest. being true. being human. in these writings, i AM right. not because its for me, or because they are mine, but because my thoughts are correct. by doctrine, by love, by law. but most importantly, by grace and mercy. See the problem is, is that when my writings are honest, and true, and when i stoop down to the level of broken/fallen humanity to express my broken/fallen HUMAN side, it can eat away at you. it can make you feel uncomfortable. it can seem so wrong in someone's eyes, but its not necessarily wrong, its honest. its human. because when we get down to it, we're ALL wrong. we've all fallen short of the Glory. its just a matter of who can man up and actually be honest enough to not only "say" that you
have fallen short. but actually come out and say where, and HOW, you have fallen short, and to in some way become that and physically accept that it is there and that it is a part of us.

--[Off-Topic-kinda]**catholics do it in away, they confess to a priest or whatever. but, we dont have to "confess" in that sense and have our prayers/confessions of sins taken to God through a priest anymore. Jesus is that priest. and Jesus' blood is the sacrificial blood that gets sprinkled on that veil in the holy heavenly temple for our sins.**

because here is what happens. us "church people" all love talking about being "humble" and we love to "say" that we've all fallen short; and admit to it in "word". We "say" that, then we go and try to hide our humanity. our broken and fallen selves. not only from God, but from the people around us. because we want to seem blameless. because we're self righteous and hypocritical. ""our "ish" dont stank!"" oh but it does. it stinks worse than the rest of the world's. because we have become so estranged from what the point of this all is.
It's not about a religion. It's not about a church(church in the sense of a building, a denomination, a doctrine). It's about Love.

Back to my point. My "ish" stinks. and it stinks bad. *the writer laughs again* and yes, it's called sin. case in point, we're all human, we all have sin. in MY writings, with ME being honest, me being TRUE, i'm not afraid to bring out what i am. what we ALL are. i'm not afraid, or humiliated, to admit that i'm broken.)

So i'll go ahead and allow God's love to work in me. I won't let Jesus' death for ME, be in vain because im too proud to take on the form of what i actually am.

because in all honesty....... how can we actually accept his grace and his sacrifice FOR US, if we spend all of our time pointing out others faults, instead of actually HAVING faults...because some in today's world would will admit saying "hey, im not perfect. i have faults. im being humble" but then live as if they have no fault, and throw plenty of "first stones".

it's late. ive raved. ive ranted. ive made sense, and ive not made sense. ive prayed. ive sang. ive smiled. ive laughed. ive been myself, a sinner living by the grace of God. Will Ingram.


"the rest is silence" -Shakespeare's 'Hamlet'