February 2010
1 post
What new Mystery is this?
what new mystery is this? what blessed backwardness?? the Immeasurable One is held and does not resist! struck by wicked words and foolish fists of senseless men the Almighty One does not defend!
-mewithoutyou-
I’m fairly certain that this is one of the most accurate depictions of my relationship with God I’ve heard yet.
January 2010
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December 2009
1 post
November 2009
2 posts
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October 2009
4 posts
"There never was much hope. Just a fool's hope."
“What’s optimism?” asked Cacambo.
“Alas,” said Candide, “it’s a mania for insisting that everything is all right when everything is going wrong.”
hopefully....
Hopefully I’m not being foolishly hopeful or hopefully foolish.
For once, I’m HOPING things go right, despite every ounce of reason to suggest to me otherwise. Maybe men were meant to be fools and to hurt and to become like fools once again until eventually the gods pity you enough to give you what you wanted in the first place.
or maybe not…..I guess I’ll find out soon...
September 2009
6 posts
"Why should your heart not dance?"
“It’s the measure of my folly that my heart almost answered, ‘Why not?’”
“The gods never send us this invitation to delight so readily or so strongly as when they are preparing some new agony.”
I'll stop being a cynic when Hope stops hurting
Never reaching what I want to reach Never being who I want to be Blaming me when I fall and fail All my dreams splintering
Under my fingernails
Am I finished? I can’t seem to make up my mind because I’m so conflicted.
Is this the sound of settling?
It might simply be the measure of my arrogance to think I deserve more…maybe I should settle for less.
It's ok if you break, you'll see colors again
Whenever did it all happen That one color after another seems to fade Now the sky is carved with a coalpen It’s all gray despite the effort you made
::sigh::
Unique
I try my hardest to be the exception to many rules. Generally my motive is nothing more than to receive attention; however, I am presently realizing the merit of such endeavors and my continue them for more noble reasons in the future.
August 2009
1 post
1 tag
Social Psychology: As Fascinating as Ever
105 soldiers were about to participate in a grueling fifteen-week commander traning program. It was a rigorous and intense process, requiring harsh physical training, mental concentration, and sisteen-hour workdays.
The would be commander didn’t know it, but this particularl course was going to be different from any to date. Before this session’s classes started, psychologist Dov Eden...
July 2009
4 posts
When I go down-Relient K
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When I go Down
For awhile now I’ve played this song with hollow words and empty meaning simply because I liked the guitar part and because it used to mean something to me. Now, it means something again and it has moved me the way it once used to. When I go down-Relient K I’ll tell you flat out It hurts so much to think of this So from my thoughts I will exclude The very thing that I hate more than...
We were meant to live for so much more, but we...
“Surely children weren’t made for the streets And Fathers were not made to leave Surely this isn’t how it should be Surely nations were not made for war Or the broken meant to be ignored Surely this couldn’t be what You saw” “My God, What a world you love” “Won’t you come down Heaven, Won’t you come down, Won’t you cut through the...
June 2009
7 posts
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"Surely I deserve more"
This is an excerpt from a book when a man confronts God (Sarayu) about the kidnapping and brutal death of his youngest daughter:
“Didn’t Missy have a right to be protected?”
“No, Mack. A child is protected becasue she is loved, not because she has a right to be protected.”
That stopped him. Somehow, what Sarayu had just been saying seemed to turn the whole world...
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Reflections on magnifying glasses
I’ve heard it said that God is a mean kid with a magnifying glass frying an ant-hill…
I do not believe this is the case but half of me wonders if God is the parent who is 30 feet away, inside the house, cooking dinner and completely oblivious to the cries of the ants as the child summons pillars of fire from the sky to fry the helpless ants. Somedays this feels true but when have my...
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that burden of the night
The night wore out, and, as he stood upon the bridge listening to the water as it splashed the river-walls of the Island of Paris, where the picturesque confusion of houses and cathedral shone bright in the light of the moon, the day came coldly, looking likde a dead face out of the sky. Then, the night, with the moon and the stars, turned pale and died, and for a little while it seemed as if...
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There is no shame in not knowing, the shame lies...
50 insights to who I am.
The first 20 are old ones from other notes that are still true. The following 30 are new or updated.
1.I look at myself in the mirror for longer than what I imagine would be considered normal. While doing this, I try to imagine if I look the same to myself as I do to other people.
2. My friends are just as important as family to me
3. Sometimes I wonder if the foods...
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The last feeble echo of a sound made long and long...
The following passage is one of the reasons I enjoy readin “A tale of Two Cities” so much. I just really enjoy descriptive way Dickens wrote it.
“The faintness of the voice was pitiable and dreadful. It was not the faintness of physcial weakness, though confinemnet and hard fare no doubt had their part in it. Its deplorable peculiartity was, that it was the faintness of solitude...
May 2009
5 posts
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"Truthfully, I can't be the me that I've washed up...
“You were a song I couldn’t sing You were a story I couldn’t tell I’ve only ever loved myself, But I’ve loved myself so well How defeated I return (You’re nice and blue, you’re nice and blue) I missed what I was supposed to learn As all I learned about was missing you I was once the wine, I was once the wine, I was once the wine, And you were the wine...
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"Woe is me," says the Economist
“Once upon a time in New York City there lived a man and a woman who had separate rent-controlled apartments, but their relationship had reached the point at which they were using only one of them. The woman suggested to the man that they give up the other apartment. The man, an economist, explained to her a fundamental principle of his subject: it is always better to have more choice...
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April 2009
5 posts
:(
I have no idea what is wrong with me but I’m fairly certain it’s pretty hard to pronounce….
I wish things were a little more simple and that I didn’t always feel so damn confused.
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On seeing the 100% perfect girl one beautiful...
By: Haruki Murakami
One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo’s fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl.
Tell you the truth, she’s not that good-looking. She doesn’t stand out in any way. Her clothes are nothing special. The back of her hair is still bent out of shape from sleep. She isn’t young, either - must be near...
WatchSlip ‘n Slides were the freakin’ bomb when I was four
March 2009
6 posts
1 tag
In regards to myself
Faith: [feyth]
—noun
1. Something that denotes my belief in a higher power.
Zach’s faith is currently characterized by a quiet evaporation.
2.Something that never did me much good.
Zach feels his faith has caused him to overcomplicate simple issues, miss out on many opportunities, and feel exceptionally guilty over actions that may or may not be wrong. He also feels as if the...
Tired
“Now I let go of your hand somewhere between, Love and what it demands of me.”
By all accounts...
Spring Break of ‘09 was a success.
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Of Beauty, Art, and scheduled appointments
http://www.egodialogues.com/general/violinist-in-metro.php
A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. Three minutes went by and a middle...
Nathan Johnson
Hey, you know when you have a roommate who can’t take a joke, and when you come up with a really good one, they beat the shit out of you with your own stuff? Yeah, I have one of those and Fuck that Guy!
February 2009
11 posts
Scientific Theory has proven:
Some days, I wish I was the only person on the Earth…
Too my future self:
“Your lungs have failed, they’ve both stopped breathing
Your heart is dead, it’s way past beating,
Something has gone terribly wrong
I’m scared, you’re scared, we’re scared of this
I never thought we’d make it out alive
I never told you but it’s all in your goodbyes,
it’s all in your goodbyes”
Attn: Attention Whores
Attn: Attention Whores
Dress in suits more often. Instead of being that guy that everyone despised because you try “too hard” to be the center of attention, you can be the center in a socially acceptable manner. Also, the compliments you receive and the respect you get is automatically boosted, which translates to “instant ego boost”. Try it sometime.
::while looking at...
“Son,
This is it, this is it
You’re going to sink for your sins
Unless...”