I've always wondered why the holidays happen when they do. None of the worlds we know now have the same orbital period as Earth that Was, but we still cling to some of the dates on the old calendar. I understand, at least in part, why the Shepherds keep track of their biblical holidays. They're all based on things that supposedly happened 2500 years before the Exodus, and when you're celebrating your savior's birthday, it makes some kind of sense to use the calendar they had back when your savior was born. If he was born. In anything pre-Exodus really happened the way the history books say it did.
The Shepherd's will say the stories are all true. Of course, I don't put much faith in Shepherds.
These days, I'm not really sure what I put my faith in. If I have any faith. All the things we have faith in growing up get challenged when we get out into the real world. Challenged even more if your path takes you into the Black. For some people, their faith just gets stronger. They look out into the Black and see the face of God painted on the stars. Other folks only see more black.
That was me. Just more black.
I'm just rambling now. Never really kept a diary before. Never saw the need. But living out here on Hale's Moon and helping the folk here get through Alliance raids, rocks falling from the belt, Reavers, Loyalists, Mechanicals rioting, and whatever else the 'Verse throws at us, makes me figure it's worth keeping track of. I don't know if anyone will ever read this, and I don't rightly care. I'm not writing it for other folk. I'm writing it for me, and if other folk gain some insight into themselves from my word, I'll be tickled.
Right now, I've got some Mayoring to do.
It all started with a Lie...
10 months ago
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