First United Church of Tanooki

I was at the checkout of a grocery store the other day and a little girl that was standing by the register looked at the cashier solemnly and declared that she didn't believe in Santa. The cashier and I were taken aback--How could this be?!

Laughingly, I told the girl "I suppose you don't believe in the existence of faeries, either."

"No."

The news devastated both the cashier and myself; both of us grown women. We were left floundering for a way to handle this situation, but could do no better than tell the girl that it was a shame, and that we both believed in Santa and in faeries. She ended up staring at us as though we were both quite mad.

We were shocked, the cashier and I. I'm sure my faerie friend that I had been drinking afternoon tea with that very day would have been surprised as well, for you see, she made it a practice to not believe in the existence of little girls that don't believe in faeries.

The next afternoon I was relaying this story to my friend Calpernia as we sipped on tea made from clover honey, peppermint, and dewdrops she had collected that morning. When I finished, she scowled at me, a sight I was unaccustomed to.

"Impossible!" she said, banging a fist on the table. "All little girls believe in faeries! To say that one wouldn't--That's preposterous!"

I shook my head. "It's almost as ridiculous as the girl I ran into last week that didn't know she was a princess!"

Calpernia choked on her tea as she attempted to stifle a laugh. "Why, doesn't she realize that every little girl is a princess?! And what about the child that didn't know animals could talk? Just the other day you were telling me how you and your neighbor's cat, Mr. Snugglekins--which, by the way, is a tragic name for a cat--were discussing the entanglement theory."

"I know! So many animals get bored when their humans won't hold conversation with them. It's just a matter of knowing their interests, that's all."

"Exactly. For example, while cats are wonderful to speak with about physics, if you want a good dirty joke it's always best to talk to a squirrel. Did I tell you the one Tyrus told me? About the spider and the chicken?"

I laughed heartily. "Oh! You did! Let him know that was a good one..."

Sobering up, I set down my cup. "Get this! A little boy I was babysitting said he didn't believe in superheroes."

"Humph! Next you'll tell me he didn't think dragons are real, either."

I sighed and picked my tea back up to cup it in my hands. "I wish I could say that wasn't the case..."

Calpernia's face clouded over with fear. "At least tell me most children still believe in magic!"

We both fell silent as I gazed into my tea sadly.

When she spoke again, her voice was nearly a whisper. "Perhaps this is what's wrong with society today, no? So quick to not believe in something just because they won't see it."

"Yes. My friend Alice was wise to say that she makes it a point to believe in six impossible things each morning before breakfast."

"The flightiest people always do have the most knowledge, I think. Tell me--Do you think that some day children will regain their senses and believe in the impossible again?"

I smiled at Calpernia and leaned across the table to lay a hand on her arm. "Why not? After all, there are still some adults that believe. That has to count for something, right?"

"It's just a shame there aren't more..."

I ended up taking out a few entries--It's OK though, I will re-write them and re-post. Apologies for comments deleted in the process though.

Basically, I wanted to make a few changes. I will still be mixing this blog with both serious and humorous posts, but I'm going to put a bit more of my personal journey on here...Nothing too personal though. That just gets ugly.

I am also going to try and post daily.

So let's move on, shall we? ^_^

I just turned twenty-six yesterday, and I'd have to say that I think I've come a long way from my younger years. I still have a long way to go though...A lot of learning ahead of me. But isn't that what life is about?

Today, though, is a new page in my story--A page that is mine to put a mark on. I'm not really sure where to go from here so I'll just step out blindly and trust that it will all unfold exactly as it should.

The day before my birthday was pretty cool. I went to the Labor Day picnic that the Democrats were having up at Murphy Park (half an hour late) and met up with a friend (thank the gods he was forgiving of my tardiness). Ate some really good pork and ran due to being eaten alive by mosquitoes and dive-bombed by bees.

I got a couple of sweet gifts from friends, so I should really make some thank-you cards, which I am horrible with not doing.

Spent the afternoon at my friend's house playing on the computer and watching Stargate, then had a good time at his family's Labor Day get-together. His mommy made me an awesome birthday cake with purple frosting. ^_^ (Remind me to write another thank-you note...)

Oh! And I played Xbox and didn't get a headache! This is a big deal, trust me.

I have a good time when I am with his friend, and I adore his family--They are all really cool people.

That being said, I was really nervous when I was around everybody. Not because any of them; just that it was a crowd, and I get really anxious when I'm around people. But I don't let that keep me from being around others like I used to, so that's good, right?

Something that I've just recently began to grasp--Living with unpleasant emotions. It's so easy to just let myself get stuck there, but I've found out the hard way that if I don't try to accept and work through, or live despite whatever unpleasant emotions I am dealing with I become trapped in it. It's kinda like the little ghosts from the Mario games; face your problems and they aren't as bad. (Reference unintended, but it fit in well, I think.)

So I'll backtrack a bit. What exactly do I want this blog to be? Sorry for any repetition.

I want to keep the humorous bits in, because I love me some humor. Actually, I think humor is the main reason I'm still around. I laugh at myself constantly so things don't feel quite so overwhelming.

At the same time, I think I'm going to have this be more about my search for truth and meaning. I consider myself Unitarian Universalist, so I don't think it will hurt anything to go about reconstructing my relationship with the Divine with a light heart. That may actually be what the universe wants from me--To not take my path so seriously.

And your bonus for the day: My friend and I were discussing how "The Suite Life of Zach and Cody" is actually a pretty deep show. It investigates the effects socioeconomic status has on human interactions, amongst other things. I personally think that they have twins cast in the lead roles to explore the conflicts man has due to his dual nature. As my friend said, the naughty twin makes an excellent Id.

Andrea asked if Luigi would be a false prophet since Mario is God, and originally I said "yes", but in retrospect, my opinion on the matter has changed.


You mean you thought I was-a one of the bad guys?!

Sorry Luigi...

Actually, Luigi is one of the archangels, as are Princess Peach and Princess Daisy.

The Toadstools are the disciples. nods

Sound better?

As for the false prophet..?

That would be Wario and Waluigi.

So yeah, there are two false prophets.

Bowser would have to be the devil, and all of his little minions are his demons.

Make sense now?

OK, so I wanted to start out by saying that this blog is for parody only. If you want to take offense, that's fine, but it's your loss. And I know plenty of religious people that find this page entertaining, so...

With that, I'll go ahead and give a little background information.

I came up with this idea one night after a yet another frustrating incident with a religious fundamentalist. I don't really harbor anything towards those that are religious, but I do like to be left alone regarding my beliefs. And really, I don't think Tanookism sounds any more "ridiculous" than some of the accepted mainstream religions (beautiful as they can be). ^_^

But why Mario?

I have a friend from when I was younger that was seriously into The Mario Bros., and wanted to create this page partially as a dedication to him. He committed suicide when he was fifteen, and had his SMB action figures in his casket with him. I like to think that he's up in Heaven smiling about this.

Some of the posts on here will be parody, and some will be serious. I figure if I'm doing something that could potentially attract attention, I may as well put some good things out there.

I would like people to add what they think The Commandments should be--Funny and serious. I would like the list to get ridiculously long...

"Thou shalt eat the magic flower and spit fireballs."

"Thy fireballs shalt defy physics and work perfectly fine under water."

"Yea, though sometimes the doors will take you back to where you started, thou shalt be persistent and find thy way, lest thine timer hits zero."

"Thou shalt not be a douche-bag/baguette."

"Thou shalt not be a spammer."

"Thou shalt not participate in flame wars unless thou art defending the innocent in a respectful manner."

*****Some from my friend Angie...With some additions by myself.

"Thou shalt speak only in computer jargon."

"Thou shalt grow a raccoon tail."

"Thou shalt wear SMB underwear on Thursdays, which is the day of the Sabbath."

"Thou shalt get a tattoo of a gold coin on thy foot."

*****Andrea

Though shalt always eat thy mushrooms.

*****Bri

Thou shalt love sex.

Thou shalt pray only when thou feels like it.

Thou shalt perform self-love as often as needed.