CSI: Crime Scene Investigation
Word Count: 785
Las Vegas is a city that can be based on the various aspects involved in sin and corruption. It can also be called a city that provides hope, light, and love. I spend, and have spent, much of my daily life involved in the city’s darker aspects, the sex, drugs, anger, murder, and combinations of those few, and much, much more. The saying goes, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, and, I guess, that’s true for some parts. I’ve travelled, a bit, but never much. I’ve lived, in the same house, all my life, even if it has had its fair share of gruesome circumstances, deaths, murders, a rape. I’ve stayed, and will stay here, for all of my life. I’m not going to move to Florida when I’m old and retired, I’m not going to go on an extended long service leave to the Andes, or, the Nile, or, Niagara falls, or, bloody Machu Picchu. No, no, I’m not going to do any of those things. I’m going to stay here, until I die, upon which, I will be buried next to my parents and wife. I know what to expect out of my life now, and that, is a combination of the expected, and the unexpected. I can never say it is mostly expected things, that happen to me, because I never expect a common, run of the mill man to go on a murder rampage, or a loving husband to accidentally, shoot his wife. I do, go around, expecting death to greet me, to touch me, because I am a forensic criminalist, a CSI, and, thus, it is my job, to investigate death.
When you spend your entire life in a city, it gets to you. I’m not the perfect example of a religious man, I swear, I curse, I hit things, when I’m angry, even if, they are just punching bags. I’m not nice, and I know it, and I’m not willing to change, because the way of being I have, right now, at this very moments, suites me, and works for me, just fine. I adhere strictly to my religion, though. I do all the things I’m meant to do, should do, and, if, I don’t achieve them perfectly, some of the time, well, that’s, that. Religion plays an important part in my life, but, I’m not about to go all fanciful and glowing about it. I’m religious, and, I achieve, the going about, of, religion, in my own ways. I wear a cross, I pray, I sin, and, sometimes, I confess. I believe, when I finally get about to the business of dying, myself, that I’m not going to be sent to purgatory, limbo, or hell. Heaven, yes, in some aspect, I will go to a place, where, finally, I can rest, be at peace, and find my family, once again, once, more.
I’m not going to go into religious debate here. Yes, yes, I give, I try to strictly adhere, but, I’m not, as strict as other people of my faith are. In fact, I’m probably, I, might be, one of the ones that isn’t, as good as many of the others. Frankly, I don’t care, because, I have my faith in God, and, I know, that he will protect me, at least, in the spiritual sense, in the comforting, nice, kind of sense. I support abortion, gay rights, getting a divorce, using protection, birth control, and probably, a whole lot other iffy issues that us Greek Orthodoxies can be a bit iffy about.
Once upon a time, I might have turned out to be the perfect religious man. But, however, I am not, and, I’m fine with that, in fact, I’m content with that. I have, what family I have left, I have a good job, a good pay, a good work environment, and, a good standard of living. I have my faith, and, I believe, in what I believe, and I’m not going to change it for the sake of setting a perfectly, clean, example. At the end of the day, I still have my faith, I still, believe in God, and, whether or not that faith is tested, is up to what I’ve experienced in the past day, along with, in my past, as a sum total. I’m not going to give religion, give faith, up, and, I never will. I need it, I admit it, yes, I do need it, but, the important, the deciding, setting apart factor, is, that I don’t depend on it entirely. So, in the end, I have faith, and, along with that, I continue. I continue, onwards and upwards. Onwards and upwards, I continue, and that is all.