A wonderful fact to reflect on, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. - Charles Dickens
This site is used as my Blogger profile page rather than an actual blog. I have created separate pages for a few research papers and essays I've written. See the More About Me page to read a synopsis of how I came to be an atheist after being raised a Catholic and then, at the age of 16, was evangelized, manipulated, indoctrinated, exploited and abused in a fundamentalist Christian cult.
Although I sometimes use the label "atheist" to describe myself, that word is more accurately an opinion rather than a label. I found the following quotation online, and it succinctly describes my position:
Skepticism is my nature; FreeThought is my methodology; Agnosticism is my conclusion; Atheism is my opinion; Humanism is my motivationA more accurate label for me is secular humanist. I believe in the full range of human rights for all people.
CONTACT ME AT: contact. perry. bulwer @ gmail. com
Chain The Dogma is a blog of my personal opinions and analysis on various issues, usually in relation to cults and religion, science, politics, and human rights. I have not written new articles for this blog since December 2011.
Religion and Child Abuse News is an archive of news articles on the subject of child abuse in a religious context. After four years I stopped blogging, for reasons I explain on the home page there, but it will remain open as a research source. Although I won't be adding new articles as stand alone posts, I do continue to publish relevant news articles in the comment sections of related posts and then TWEET the link to those new articles.
A poem by Beth Belleisle that describes my Recovering From Religion:
It took me so long
to find my voice
It took me too long
to claim my life
as my own
and say no to
who tried to
steal it away
and make it theirs
But I am awake now
and there is no
going back to sleep.
by Beth Belleisle
A poem by Derek Walcott that describes my life cycle:
LOVE AFTER LOVE
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
by Derek Walcott
What it's like being alone
It's like hurting from your teeth to your toes
And nobody knows
from the poem & TV series "What it's like being alone"
MY PRISON OF PAIN
My prison of pain
Keeps me locked in
Misery and sufferin'
Are my life's bane
No one knows my pain
Worse than whip or chain
You could ease my pain
With care and compassion
Though that's not in fashion
It would not be in vain
My Broken Brain
My Broken Body
My Chronic Pain