Monday, 06 July 2009

  • Thoughts Throughout the Day (Help Me Understand This... and This... and This...)

     

                During dinner one day, I was reading the directions, warnings, and general labeling of a package of paper towels. (I'm of the nature to read whatever happens to be in front of me, btw.) Help me understand this. This particular brand of papers towels proclaimed the slogan: "Wipes dry fast!"

                Do correct me if I'm wrong, but this strikes me as the most ungrammatical sentence. Below is my logic in deconstructing this slogan.

                The subject is missing. Add subject: "Towels wipe dry fast!"

                ....Direct object is missing... "Dry" is place of the direct object?

                So what is wiping dry fast? The towels... As they are wiping, the towels dry fast.

                Haha, um, that doesn't make sense.

                Wait... "Limpia y seca rapidimente"? At least, they used the Spanish correctly.

    *

    During another day, I was stocking lovely, scented hygiene products on the shelves. Right beside the space for my product was an after-shower spray for men. Like one of those scented perfumes that is half oil/half smelly. While not noteworthy on its own, the particular flavor of this manly body spray made me do a doubletake.

    Ripped Abs. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, Ripped Abs scented body spray. My train of thought naturally went down this track.

    What exactly do ripped abs smell like?

    Wait a minute. Never mind. I don't want to know!

    Ripped abs may look nice, but do they smell nice? Moreover, who would want to smell like ripped abs anyway?

    And what happens if saggy geek were to smell of ripped abs?

    Wrong! Stopping train now.

     I concluded that marketers have thoroughly suckered men into buying beauty products.

    *

                During quite another day, I was busying myself with my morning routine.

    While washing my hair, I released the shear annoyance of it all. People the world around every day wash the oil from their hair only to slather more oil on in the form of conditioner. Why not just skip washing hair altogether and simply rinse it out?

                Moreover, is it just me, or are more and more people washing themselves with food? Have you noticed the flavors of conditions and shampoos? Strawberries and crème smoothie conditioner? Oatmeal bodywash with butter beads? Pomegranate vanilla soap? Lemon lime deodorants? Americans, instead of eating their breakfast, have turned to bathing in it.

                Then, while brushing my teeth, it dawned on my that I was in fact rubbing my teeth with plastic and a mild poison (fluoride). This is supposed to be healthy? Sometimes I wonder if people have teeth problems because of toothpaste and not because of cavities. I do wonder...

    *

        My finally conclusion of the day has come to me. Only a person with absolutely no life notices this kind of things, or moreover takes the time to right a post about them. Aren't the fruits of summer vacation grand?      

Saturday, 04 July 2009

  • The Trees

    Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers; but his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. - Psalms 1:1-3

     

    And he [Jesus] took the blind man by the hand and led him out of the village, and when he had spit on his eyes and laid his hands on him, he asked him, "Do you see anything?" And he [the blind man] looked up and said, "I see men, but they look like trees, walking." Then Jesus laid his hands on his eyes again; and he opened his eyes, his sight was restored, and he saw everything clearly. - Mark 8:23-25

     

    "Either make the tree good and its fruit good, or make the tree bad and its fruit bad, for the tree is known by its fruit." - Matt 12:33

     

    So, every healthy tree bears good fruit, but the diseased tree bears bad fruit. A healthy tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a diseased tree bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus you will recognize them by their fruits. - Matt 7:17-20

     

    "Even now the axe is laid to the root of the trees. Every tree therefore that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire." - Matt 3:10

     

    The glory of His forest and of His fruitful land the Lord will destroy, both soul and body, and it will be as when a sick man wastes away. The remnant of the trees of His forest will be so few that a child can write them down. - Isaiah 10:18-19

     

    "And all the trees of the field shall know that I am the Lord; I bring low the high tree, and make high the low tree, dry up the green tree, and make the dry tree flourish. I am the Lord; I have spoken, and I will do it." - Ezek 17:24

     

     And he [Jesus] told this parable: "A man had a fig tree planted in his vineyard, and he came seeking fruit on it and found none. And he said to the vinedresser, 'Look, for three years now I have come seeking fruit on this fig tree, and I find none. Cut it down. Why should it use up the ground?' And he answered him, 'Sir, let it alone this year also, until I dig around it and put on manure. Then if it should bear fruit next year, well and good; but if not, you can cut it down.' " -Luke 13:6-9

     

    The trees of the Lord are watered abundantly, the cedars of Lebanon that He planted. -Psalms 104:16

Monday, 22 June 2009

  •  I wish I had time to write a longer post, but I have to go make dinner. A quick note will have to suffice today.


    Heart

        I love God. I love everything about Him. I love to watch Him work. I love to hear Him speak. I love His kingdom, His children, and all His ways.

         God takes such good care of my friends and my family. And He takes such good care of me too, even though I don't deserve any of it. I've never known another being who could be so gentle, so kind, so steadfast, and so deeply good.

        No one is like God. No one else will ever gain my whole heart, because God has all of it.

         The power of words fails me. No amount of elequence can express my thankfulness for all God has done for me. Even these three simple words -- I love You -- do not suffice. They are not fitting... 

    Only You know how much I love You, God.

    Amen.   

Tuesday, 09 June 2009

  • Really, Really Real

                I've been watching season 1 of Bleach lately, and it's spectacular. But... it's a little strange.

    Bleach has it's own world, with Ichigo who sees ghosts, soul reapers, awesome gadgets, the Soul Society, spiritual powers, Hollows, literally a whole world that so rich and well defined. More than that, it's an exciting, unique, if not dangerous, story world. In the past, after being privileged to see a world like that -- be it in book, movie, anime, or manga form -- I'd walk away after the end of the episode pining after that world. Sometimes, I'd just wish so bad that I could be in a world like. I place where life was exciting, supernatural, and spectacular, even if it was dangerous and hard.

                Lately, though, I don't get that desire anymore -- the feeling has changed. After the TV is off, and seat is vacated, I don't return to outside life with longing sighs and empty wishes anymore. A new thought goes through my head now: "What an awesome world I just got to see! ... but it's not real. More than that, out here, the real life I'm going back to is so much better than that."

                If I've learned anything recently, it's that people is fantasy worlds don't display nearly enough disbelief, doubt, and skepticism about the extraordinary things happening to them. Seriously, even when something directly, obviously, supernatural happens to you, the first thing you do is doubt it. Especially after its gone. It's human nature to deny that the outside of the box exists. "That didn't really happening." "I must be imagining things." "Am I going crazy?" "That can't have been, I mean seriously." That is just a sample of the hundreds of thought that try to convince you. And they often replay over and over again. You can't fully comprehend the sheer capacity for human doubt until you begin to encounter the extraordinary on a daily basis.

                But I'm rambling off topic now. I have to admit, I've looked through tons of stuff to find that life I wanted. Living a boring, mundane life is not acceptable for me. I tried spellcraft, I tried religions that promised vast mysteries, spiritworld, ect., I tried the believe-your-life-into-what-you-want-it-to-be, and none of that can compare to the life I am living now.

                Granted, I don't see spirits with nearly the frequency of Ichigo, but the world is so much bigger than that. Even the presence of God is surprising still. I mean, seriously, I'm a Christian, meeting up with God shouldn't surprise me. But every time He makes Himself known, I'm like: "Whoa! *insert jump and nervous laugh* Hello there, Lord of All Creation." Christianity isn't about believing there is a God -- as if He were some ethereal, distant spirit who we're never really sure of anyway.  Christianity is about knowing God. His existence isn't in question. It's an unshakable surety, because, well, how can you deny the existence of being Who's present right there in the room with you? How can you say God doesn't exist, when God is making profound changes in your life, and you're just sitting on the sidelines watching all this stuff happening? How can you deny a cause, when you clearly see the effect?

                Since God is real, do you realize the repercussions of that? Think about it. That means angels are real. Demons are real. They really exist, even though you don't always see them. Heaven really exists. An entirely different realm, populated by spirits and who knows what, really exists. The Red Sea really parted. God came down in the form of a man to visit earth -- for real -- teaching, healing, warning. And that man really came back to life after He was killed.

                Isn't that so cool? I mean, all that stuff is really, really real. A weird thing for a Christian to say, I know, but life under God does not follow social standards or expectations. More than that, those same forces are in my life, working, warring, changing in profound ways. Those forces have always been there; in the past, it was me who was the blind one

                Unlike Ichigo's world, this world I'm in is real. This stuff is real. This world is dangerous and it's a real danger. These powers are real and -- oh my goodness -- am I so small and weak compared to them. Change for the better is hard, often unpleasant, and brings a lot of tears but it too is also real.

                I read a quote recently that went along these lines. It was addressed to a person who refused to believe the virgin birth, the parting of the Red Sea, the resurrection, and the miracles of God because it went against science. It couldn't be proven, and it wasn't reasonably possible. But God didn't make life to be ordinary. Those miracles show that we are to expect the unexpected, to expect the extraordinary, to expect feats where the laws, logics, and normalcy are transcended for tremendous good. How boring would it be to live forever within the bounds of the possible, of the proven, of the fully tested, fully understood, and fully supported with evidence?        

                God never made life to be boring. It's often hard, it's often a struggle, its often painful, doubtful, confused, unsafe, and unsure; that's exactly why it is reality. Despite all that, life as God made it to be, is also more extraordinary than any fantasy this world can offer. Life, as God made it to be, is downright supernatural. 

Friday, 29 May 2009

  • At the Edge

     

                Have you ever been pushed to your limits? By "your limits", I mean the limits of everything you are? It feels like you're standing on the edge of a precipice and leaning out into a very dark, deep chasm. Often, only two polar opposite states of being seems to exist in this place.

    Absolute despair, discouragement, fear, and listlessness.

                -Or-

                Hope, exhilaration, peace, confidence, and  vivacity.

                The difference between these two states is the breadth of a single thought. A single thought is enough to swing you one way or another, to trigger a downward spiral or a upward reach.

                People seem to think I'm tough for some reason. The truth is, however, I do get caught up in very dark states of mind just like everyone else. States where there's no hope, there's no reason, there's no peace.

    Look down into the depths of your heart; what does the core of your being tell you? Mine says humans weren't made to live in such dark place. That's not the way our lives were intended to be lived.

    Don't mistake me. If you're a person who is mired in despair, discouragement, fear, and listlessness, that doesn't mean there's something wrong with you. What I mean to say is this:

    Discouragement is not of God. Dread is not of God. Lethargy is not of God. When God is with you and watching over you, you have absolutely no need of such feelings. God is good and, since He has everything under control, the unsettling feelings become superfluous. Despair, discouragement, fear, and listlessness, still exist and still plague us. But, when God is with you those feelings become unnecessary. More than that, the only purpose those feelings serve is to drag you down, stop you, and destroy you. They become lies told by your mind and heart against the truth of God. Why harbor a feeling God didn't give you?

    Instead, hope and trust in God!

     

    What then shall we say to these things?  If God is for us, who can be against us? (Romans 8:31)

    And we know that for  those who love God all things work together  for good, for those who are called according to his purpose. (Romans 8:28)

    "And behold,  I am with you always, to  the end of the age." (Matt 28:20B)

     

       

Friday, 22 May 2009

  • The Nature of Truth

    Truth, by its very nature, is not always a comfortable, pleasant thing. Sometimes you'd rather not know the truth. The truth will not always agree with what you think. And the truth will continue to be the truth independent of what you want it to be or don't want it to be.

     

    You can choose to believe a fact, an opinion, or a religion, but it's not guaranteed to be the truth. And, even after being confronted by truth, you can go on believing in something contrary to truth's evidences, but it won't be the truth that you're believing in. ((Don't you find it amusing that in the same way you can believe in truth you can also believe in a lie? In fact, it's easier to believe in a lie because lies are often more comfortable, more acceptable, less absolute, and safer.)) If you've always been entirely comfortable with certain a truth, that should be an immediate red flag. All truth takes some degree of acceptance.

    Truth exists. And truth is going to be the truth independent of you, regardless of what you think, feel, or want. You don't like it? Well, you don't have to like it. That's why it's the truth.  

     

Thursday, 30 April 2009

  • Do you see? / Don't you see?

    Two men, George and Ralph, stand in a room. Ralph can see a door George cannot. George calls Ralph delusional for seeing things that aren't there. Ralph calls George blind because he cannot see what is there.

    So is the way of the world.

     

    Which is better? To be delusional or to be blind?

               

    If George decides to trust Ralph and follow him, there are two ends. The worst end is that George would discover that what Ralph sees is indeed a delusion. The best end is that George would learn to see and realize he had been blind before.

     

    If Ralph decided to trust George and follow him, there would also be two ends. The best end is that Ralph would indeed realize he was delusional. The worst end is that Ralph would become blind also like George and no longer see the door.

     

    Which would you choose? Would you take the risk, even knowing that one possible outcome could be a delusion, if only to reach for the other possible outcome of learning to see?

     

Thursday, 09 April 2009

  • Soul Reflecting Sky -- Freedom

          Don't you ever wish you could just break away? Completely and utterly, just drop all that nasty baggage that's keeping your feet on the ground. Pain, unforgiveness, fear, hatred, wounds, selfishness, sarcasms, apathy. Junk, trash, icky smelling baggage of every mental, emotional, physical, spiritual sort. Don't you ever wish you could just drop it all on the floor and walk away, walk into a brand new, clean life, where you don't have to carry all that around? 

     

    So many things have been happening lately. Not easy, not comfortable things, but something is happening to me. My soul is trilling with change. I have been carrying around so many things. I've been caught up in so many things, things I never knew were effecting me negatively, things that we dragging me down, slowly destroying and twisting me. I been seeing all this anger, pain, fear, bitterness, unforgiveness, lies, ancient baggage from my childhood rising to the surface and falling off. All of it, I feel it just shedding off me.

    Haha, I feel like I've been slingshotted towards a higher plateau, and I've busted right through into a bright and beautiful sky. All this horrible, nasty, festering stuff inside my soul has just been scraped right off when I broke through. And suddenly I'm light. I'm free.

     

    What struck me most was just how much stuff I was holding onto. I mean, me. I had thought I was a pretty unburdened person, that I never held onto things and never let them fester inside me. But I've been getting pieces of baggage cleaned off me that I never knew was there. Only in hindsight do I realize that, "Whoa, hey, that's why I was always so insecure/driven/sensitive/depressed in that area."

          

     

    So I have a challenge for you, dear readers. All the nasty festers I've been finding in myself were festers I had been holding onto. Harmful ideals, injuries, negative emotions I didn't want to let go. So here's the challenge:

     If you could let it all go -- and I mean drop every little tiny bit of baggage, heal every hurt, root out every speck apathy, ect, ect -- would you choose to be entirely free of it? Do you want to let it go?   

Wednesday, 08 April 2009

Wednesday, 18 March 2009

  • Gifts From God

                I recently finished up a short class at my church. One of the pastors was teaching on spiritual gifts. These were my top three spiritual gifts:

     

                Singleness.

                Enduring Suffering.

                Voluntary poverty.

               

    My first thought was, "AWESOME! Those are the most perfect gifts for a novelist! Hahahah!" Just goes to show that God often equips you for what you're meant to do. ~.^

    It was a very enlightening class. Did you know that 80% of the churchgoers are not even aware they have spiritual gifts? And every believer is guaranteed to have at least one gift.

     

    But each has his own gift from God, one of one kind and one of another.

     [[1 Corinthians 7:7B]]

     

    There are lists of gifts in the Bible as well.

     

    Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit; and  there are varieties of service, but  the same Lord; and there are varieties of activities, but it is the same God who empowers them all in everyone. To each is given the manifestation of the Spirit for the common good. To one is given through the Spirit the utterance of  wisdom, and to another the utterance of  knowledge according to the same Spirit, to another faith by the same Spirit, to another gifts of healing by the one Spirit, to another the working of miracles, to another prophecy, to another the ability to distinguish between spirits, to another various kinds of tongues, to another the interpretation of tongues. All these are empowered by one and the same Spirit, who apportions to each one individually as he wills.

    [[1 Corinthians 12:4-11]]

     

    Wisdom, knowledge, healing, tongues, prophecy, discernment is only scraping the surface I'm sure. No list in the Bible is complete.

    The tests we went through as part of this course showed that I had some very peculiar latent gifts as well. (In other words, these gifts I weren't actively using for some reason or another.)

    As Christians, we're all responsible for our gifts. The more gifted you are, the more responsible you are. So if you're a Christian with profound gifts like deliverance or prophecy, you better use those gifts very, very carefully.

    It's kind of sad really. Spiritual gifts have been given such a bad reputation by people who've fallen off the path. People have tried to use a gifts they don't actually have. They have used a gift for the wrong reasons. Or they have stepped outside the bounds and used it without consulting God. Physical, emotional, and spiritual disaster resulted. Those types of disasters sour everyone's opinions of gifts.

    And yet, an enormous potential for good exists in these gifts when they are used the way God intended. I mean, look at prayer. Prayer has shown itself to be awful powerful. It just works. (That's always been important to me that spiritual practices not only have tangible results/evidences, but also positive, helpful, or otherwise good effects.) It's the strangest thing, wandering through life and watching reality line itself up for you, no matter how hopeless or tough a situation is. If simple prayer can do this, think of what other gifts can do.

     

    The disasters left behind by others who have misused God's gifts stand as a grim warning. This is not something to be taken lightly. And yet, a door has opened. My mind is full of "What if?" My curiosity is intrigued. I want to see and find out. After all, what do I have to lose? Before anything else, I intend to give my latent gifts a thorough exploration.

    This is going to be interesting~!

     

    Other Gift Scriptures:

    [Romans 12:3-8 & 1 Peter 4:10]

Friday, 27 February 2009

  • Escaping the Darkness

    A man can have a perfect back, but the wings come from God.

     

     

    The goal of every one of God's children is to fly away someday. They must detach the coils of darkness, the chains of pain and addiction, the blindfolds of chaos hooked into their souls. They must free themselves, so when the day comes that God grants to them wings, they can soar out of the clutches of the world, no longer caged, bound, trapped by the world. 

     

     

    A man does not earn his wings. His wings are not fuller or stronger if he prays more, worships more, obeys God's rules more. Prayer and worship are a response of gratitude done out of love for God and who He is.

    Wings are a gift of grace. God gives each of His Children a pair, regardless of their ability or righteousness, regardless of their past or present.

Monday, 16 February 2009

  • The Theory of Effective Reality

                I have been in a severely philosophical mood of late. Many interesting little tidbits, several of which have been indelibly helpful, have risen out of life's recent, seemingly plain experiences. In the midst of this, a theory has approached me and my mind has bent itself to turning this idea to all angles. I'd like to expound on it here, hopefully to receive much needed feedback.

    It's a theory of effective reality. It's massively applicable, exposes the core of the balance between human perspective and reality. But, first. I must build a foundation.

     

                Psychology and beliefs have never been separate. Psychology, at its heart of hearts, is about exploring the human mind -- it's finding out how people think about everything and the effect of that perspective of their life. Beliefs or religions are pre-constructed patterns of thought. A person's beliefs are a matrix or a template and their thoughts are directed and focused through that matrix. In turn, those thoughts effect a person's life. The most powerful force man has is the idea; thoughts are the seeds of actions. Because thoughts are so powerful, the matrix which directs those thoughts is perhaps the only think more powerful than the thought itself, simply because what you believe controls what you think which controls how you live and die. So, to me, psychology and beliefs have been two pieces of the same life.

     

    This is the main question. How do you discern the difference between two belief templates? Or what a good way to think and what is a bad way to think?

     

    To answer this, I need to re-establish the credibility of reality.

    I want to begin at the standpoint of relativism, namely because it is a belief centered around human perception. In essence, it relativism says whatever you choose to believe becomes reality. A big part of relativism came from the quantum physics and the study of photons. Scientist wanted to research photons as a wave, and photons appeared to be a wave. Other scientist wanted to research photons as a particle and they appeared as a particle. This brought about the philosophical question: Is reality what I want it to be at the moment?

    This should be test on a larger scale as well with something more common. Say I conduct an experiment. I believe 2+2=5. Taking an empty jar, I put two paperclips inside, add two more, but I don't get five. Here, reality is disproving the notion that reality is simply what I want it to be. Indeed, reality has disproved me many other in objective and subjective experiences as well.

    Evidence exists to support that there is a reality which arches over human perspective. Human's can take whatever perspective they want, but a firm reality exists apart from human perspective, and the reality will punch through human perspective like paper. (Gravity and inertia are other excellent laws beside mathematics which support this.)

     Once we know reality to be credible, or at least separate and dominant over human perspective, we ask, "What is the relationship between reality and human perspective?"

                Let's begin with a metaphor.

                A questionable painting hangs on a wall. One critic dislikes it greatly and thinks its an insult to the world of art. Another critic loves the painting and thinks its an invaluable piece. Both critics are obviously being influenced by their own perspectives. Which is true? Is the painting good or bad? How do you tell the answer apart from their perspective? The answer could be neither of them are right. The painting might just be the work of an artist trying to make a living.

    Regardless of what the critics think, there still is a reality to the painting -- a reality that is above the critics' perspective. How can you determine the reality of it? In this case, is the reality of the painting either good or bad?

    A person would have to step entirely out of their perspective, and keep their perspective out of the matter, to clearly see the reality of the painting. Unfortunately, I've find stepping ENTIRELY one's perspective is unattainable, making perfect objectivity impossible. So what do you do?

    You determine whether the painting is good or bad by its effects. Even though we humans cannot escape our beliefs, reality can cut through that. If the painting is bad, you will find the majority of people coming away from it bored, depressed, hurt, or discouraged. The painting will have a negative effect. Whereas if the painting uplifts, encourages, interests, and inspires, then the painting is good. The effects of the painting stand as a testament to its reality.

     Unfortunately, with actual paintings, many other factors like culture and attitude effects how it received. That is why the painting is only a metaphor. With a thought matrixes or beliefs, their effects are universally the same regardless of the social influences.

               

    How do you know the difference between a good and a bad perspective? Or even universally, how do discern the essential reality of anything

    "Wisdom is known by her children."

    Likewise an action, a belief, a lifestyle is shown to by its effects.

    Are you being weakened or strengthened by the way you think? Do you destroy or heal people with your actions? What effect is your lifestyle having on others and on you?

    I cannot stress how unfathomably important it is to walk carefully in life. It is way to easy to fall into a bad thought pattern. You can destroy yourself and not even realize it. Everything in your life is influenced -- directly or indirectly -- by what you believe. By what you focus your thoughts around and what you bend your thoughts to.

    And everyone has a thought matrix of some kind. Everyone has a system of belief. Even atheists fall under religion because they avidly disbelieve in a God.

    I encourage everyone: Know what you believe, why you believe it, and what it does both to you and others. The first step in anything is discernment. Whatever you believe in or whatever thought matrix or religion you examine, remember that wisdom is known by her children.

    Good and bad, regardless of their appearance and regardless of your perspective, are always known by their effects.   

Monday, 02 February 2009

  • I *heart* RetroTV

           With the recent addition of new television channels came the RetroTV network and A-Team. Having never seen the A-Team in my youth I was instantly infatuated. 

    See for yourself! And be infatuated also. 

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    "I love it when a plan comes together!" - Hannibal

     

    "Don't smile at me like that! That's not even a smile, it's just a bunch of teeth playing with my mind!" - Face

     

    "Be gone! The Knights of the Road are not afraid. Be gone, before I raise my lance and make of thee a poor and piteous fool, whose tale lies, 'twixt tooth and tongue, and bed it there, until you die! I have given you both fair warning. I will give you to the count of. . . one hundred and seventy-five. 1. . .2. . . 3. . . " - Murdock

     

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    "Another common area bites the dust!" - B.A. 

     

    "We're like socks. You can put us through a rough wash once, but you'll never use us again." - Hannibal

     

    "The Jazz is like Woody Woodpecker cartoons twenty-four hours a day and all the Twinkies you can eat. . ." -Murdock

     

    ". . . It's kind of like nature's way of putting your fingers in a light socket. Our problem is, Hannibal likes it." - Face.

     

    "We're not stopping for an autograph Hannibal!" - B.A.

     

    "You know, I'm tired of bein' the blue collar guy in these cons. Why don't you and the guys let me broaden my acting repertoire?" - Murdock

     

    "What to you do with people like this?"

    "You find their toy-box and pull all the wheels off their little trucks."

    -Uncle Buckle-Up and Hannibal.

     

    avatarmurdock1 "I did what I did 'cause if I didn't do it, it wouldn't have gotten done, and might I add that not doing it at all would have been a lot worse than doing it badly, which I was not about to do." - Murdock

     

    "Paint the entire ship? I'd rather eat my cigar." -Hannibal

     

    "Ready to fold, spindle, and mutilate Sergeant?" -Hannibal to B.A.

     

    "I don't know how we'd get the ants to go for these two."

    "Oh, it's easy. You just stick an ice cream cone, right in their pocket."

    - Face and Murdock

     

    "If that fool's flyin', we dyin'" -B.A.

     

    "Fool, you couldn't drive a nail with a stick shift." - B.A.

     

    "Don't worry about Murdock. In six weeks he won't be able to tell reality from breadsticks." - Facemurdock5

     

    "I got my words, and my brains workin' fine, but when the words come out they wanna...rhyme." - Murdock

     

    "I WANT SOME TRASHBAGS!!!!" - Murdock

     

    "The fog was as thick as a linebacker's neck and the moon wasn't saying much, just watchin'. Anything could happen on a night like this...or maybe nothin'." - Murdock

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    I never had a childhood hero until now. (It's simply a shame I couldn't find my childhood hero until I was an adult.) Murdock is an inspiration and an encouragement to just be yourself -- even if yourself is crazy. H.M. Murdock is my hero~! 

Wednesday, 07 January 2009

  • Toast IS FREE!!!

                Yay! I'm an officially licensed driver now! What a load off my mind... With that out of the way, that means... I'm through the deluge of grown-up initiation tests! I've survived the GED Tests (practice and real), I've survived the slew of COMPASS and other college entrance tests. And, finally, I've survived the Drivers Knowledge and Ability tests. (And mind you, the only reason I survived was because I received no small measure of help from various sources. Thank you guys for all the encouragement and cheering -- you know who you are! ~.^)

                It's all down hill from here. No words can express my relief. The only really nasty thing to survive is having my wisdom teeth out, but seeing as they're not bothering me, it could easily be another thirty years. For now, I'm just going to lay of the floor for a few moments and thank God that I've made it through...

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                Now I can actually start focusing more on FUN grown-up stuff. Like school! Like socializing! Like getting on with life! Like writing!

                Writing.... *dreamy eyes* When was the last time I could actually focus on writing? Oh my... Not since last summer, when I started cramming for the GED. Since then, I've been bouncing around nonstop, preparing, defending, and tackling this onslaught of TESTS. I don't really even remember what life is like without a test looming in my mind. @.@ Dude... This is nice, this whole... being free thing...

                *content sighs and chuckles*

                Now, if you excuse me, I'm going to turn up my music, shut my door, and attack the nearest story with a vengeance. 0.0 Or maybe some world-building... World-building sounds nice...

    Aahhh, so beautiful...

  • Sometimes the Truth is the hardest thing to believe -- the story of my life. Writer, college student, philosopher, avid theologian. Remembering the past, embracing the present, hoping in the future.

Semi-Daily Ink Splatter

  • Feeling: Grateful | God has saved me from certain damage and suffering, again. 'Thank you' just doesn't cut it anymore. Forever my Hero.
  • Feeling: Cheerful| A free hour to write! Yeah! Today is a good day! =]
  • Currectly: Studying Probablity| I've discovered I have 0.01% chance of finishing college. Good thing nothing is impossible for God. =D