Interests:everything.....so much to learn.....so little time... Expertise:talkin, ranting, eating then talking some more Occupation:bum Industry:statistics&psychology
if it doesn't bother you enough to do anything about it... then it doesn't bother you...
if you don't be believe in something enough to stand up for it.... then you don't believe in it....
i'm a simple guy...when it comes down to it.... life is a series of yes or no, black or white, right or wrong....
shades of grey, conditional truths, moral ambiguity...all legitimate i'm sure but end of the day there are only ever 2 choices...
Even not to making a decision, is a choice in itself.... so the only real questions that really matters...
...who do you want to be known as... ...what are you gonna do about it... ...where will you make your stand... ...when will enough be enough... ...why the hell did it take you so long...
I'm sure you can think of more relevant questions for yourself....but either way....Clocks ticking......
*tick tock* *tick tock*
A warrior is not the opposite of a pacifist. A pacifist destroys his weapons And welcomes the nonpacifist into his home, To demolish it. To hate war is not pacifism A warrior deploys his weapons around his home, but may never need to use them.
Which person really desires peace? The man who dies because he will not use a weapon? The man who lives quietly on the other side of his weapons? Perhaps neither, but the man with the weapons at least has a chance when somebody attacks him.
I desire peace and will fight to the death for it. -seyla-
Community...sounds great in practice...a fellowship of like minded individuals who share the same goals or beliefs...working together no just inspite of their difference, but acknowledging the various gifts and experiences which would only make everyone so much richer...
sometimes i hate God for my abilities....to walk into a room and know by smell if u've turned on ur aircon in the past 24hrs....or if they've had sex recently...to hear every variations in their vocal pitch.....to know if someone's lying to you by the dilation of their eyes or how their heartbeats...to look at a person and instinctively know their greatest weakness....to see beyond their carefully crafted exterior to what they truely are on the inside...every last one of us the most disgusting of sinners.....monsters unworthy of redemption....
it's not so much i'm not big on grace....i am after all a monster in every imaginable aspect...but thats the difference....i know what i am....and so help me God each day is lived to proved that no one HAS to be wot they were created...as i've oft said "Only those who have known Darkness, truly love the Light"...
so how can i stand it when i see his disgusting stinking hands...knowing where they've been...knowing full well what he's done....pretending to be something their not....hiding behind the nativity of innocence....the filth that goes through his mind....the audacity to lift them as holy sacrifices to the lord...tell me how can i in good conscience be in a community of unrepentant pigs....
HOW CAN I NOT BE ENRAGED!?!?!!?
all you ladies out there....let me tell u a secret....actually it's not a secret it's just that nobody wants to admit it.....every guy you know....no matter how decent or brotherly or godly they may seem....is nothing more then a filthy, sex-charged, perverted animal....and you know wots the worst part???
I don't know who i hate more.... guys for being like this.... girls for letting them....
It is not just those enamored with the prosperity gospel who have pursued health, wealth, and happiness as if they were divine rights and signs of God's blessing. Or who have avoided adversity and poverty as if they were curses. But God's ways are more mysterious than we perceive.
God so governs the universe by his secret providence that while nothing happens apart from God's decree, his hand remains largely hidden from us. What could be more natural than the changing seasons? Yet there remains such unevenness and diversity that every year, month, and day is seen to be governed by a new providence of God.
Church father Basil the Great said that fortune and chance are pagan terms, and ones the godly should not use. But even though all things are ordained by God's plan, for us they seem fortuitous—their order, reason, end, and necessity seem accidental. Yet in our hearts it nonetheless should remain fixed that nothing will take place that the Lord has not previously foreseen.
Nothing will more effectively preserve us in a straight and undeviating course in this economy than a firm persuasion that all events are in the hand of God, and that he is as merciful as he is mighty. This should lead us to gratitude in prosperity, patience in adversity, and a wonderful security respecting the future.
Prone to blame God in adversity and praise ourselves in prosperity, we murmur against God if he does not grant us quiet nests. We imagine that adversity can only come from Satan—as if he were a second god—and thereby fail to recognize that nothing that happens, even when intended by Satan for evil, isn't turned by God to the wider purpose of our salvation. Nothing can thwart God's gracious purposes toward us in Christ. Paul does not say that all things are good, but he does say that God works all things together for good for his people (Rom. 8:28).
Therefore, it is wrong to infer from prosperity that God is favorable toward us, and from suffering that God is angry. For God does not consider in chastening the faithful what they deserve but rather what will be useful to them in the future. He fulfills the office of a physician rather than of a judge. Suffering often brings us to the end of our rope, so we will look to God in Christ for our safety.
We must never forget that there is no tribunal so magnificent, no throne so stately, no show of triumph so distinguished, no chariot so elevated, as is the cross on which Christ has subdued death and the Devil. His whole life was nothing but a kind of perpetual cross. The cross of Christ always contains in itself the victory. But like the disciples at Golgotha, we flee the cross—both Christ's and our own. We imagine that somehow we deserve prosperity. But prosperity often inebriates people, so that they take delight in their own vanities. Instead of leading to gratitude, God's indulgent liberality is abused; prosperity easily becomes its own kind of prison that deprives us of God's greatest gifts.
God's sovereign rule cannot be separated from his saving purpose. The providence of God watches for our salvation, even when it most seems to sleep. Just as we find God in the "low places" of this world—a dirty feeding trough in Bethlehem, weary on the road to Jerusalem, and crying out in dereliction on the cross—we trust that he is most present in our lives precisely where he seems most hidden. It makes a tremendous difference in our lives when we trust that the same God who wounds also heals.
Following our Savior, we endure the cross in this life in order to reign with Christ in glory. God does not call his people to triumph before he has exercised them in the warfare of suffering.
Our salvation and reconciliation to God in Christ is more important than any present happiness. It is far better for the children of God to be blessed, though mutilated and half-destroyed, than to desire that peace in which they shall fall asleep. Our ultimate security and prosperity is found only in Christ and will be fully realized only in glory.
someone asked me recently...wot the deal with my e-mail nickname *fr0st_guy*....and to be honest i couldn't respond properly...so i made up some excuse abt it being a gamers tag and a phase i went thru as a kid...it was easier then having to explain tat i'm still like tat...as much as i actually wanted them to know...cos it's not like i'm the only one who protects themselves by denying their emotions...
most ppl wuldn't get the previous 2 entires....the first one seems the typical emo-ness ppl have come to expect from me....and the last would seem completely random unless u figured out it was a continuation of the first one...for those tat hadn't guessed yet it is ANOTHER extract from a X-men comic....(how sad is it when comic books deal more with serious issues then reality??) anyway it highlighted a fundamental flaw in human...everybody wants a place they can belong...ppl that they can depend upon...that seconds chances do exist as long as you're trying to make things right...
when i read the last part...in my head i was literally screaming *this is what the church should be!!* not a place for superficial relationships or bickering and politics...okiez i won't rant about christian stuff...
seriously though i would love to find a place like that....where you don't have to keep up a facade just to be accepted...where you could actually believe that everyone was working in the best interests of the group and not only as far as their selfish criteria are fulfilled....a real community that is more then the sum of it's parts...now tats something i would give myself for whole heartedly....
...unfortunately it seems such places only exists in fairy tales and comic books...
You wanna know who you are? I’ll tell you.He would give his life for you. That’s who you are.Thing is he’s not alone.They all would, even the kids.Wanna know why? Cuz they know that you’d do it for them.You’ve done nasty things? Look around.We all have, even him.There’s blood on all our hands.There’s dark in all our souls.That’s the price we pay, doing what we do.The evil we deal with, it gets inside all us all.Fact that you hate the darkness within so much, that’s all I need to know.You’re one of us, frost.You want forgiveness?Start with yourself.
**Emma**
I never thought this would happen.That I would care so much.That I would let them get inside me.That I would fall in love.That they would care for me, defend me, comfort me.That they would all give me that second chance that I would never give myself.In my other form, I feel nothing.I’ve worked all my life to make my mind as perfect as my body.To be cold and hard and emotionless.And maybe that is my flaw.
The emotions wash over me like icy water, and I feel it for the very first time.This is what forgiveness feels like.Here, in this place, with these incredible people.Maybe there can be such a thing as a second chance.Even for me.