Jaden is my nephew and here is his logic:
Only persons whose favorite thing is Jesus go to church.
Yes, baby, you’re right.
Jaden on Church
April 28, 2013 By 4 Comments
Forsaken {SMSdos}
March 5, 2013 By
Forsaken (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
FORSAKEN: } David Draiman
I’m over it
You see I’m falling in the vast abyss
Clouded by memories of the past
At last, I see
I hear it fading, I can’t speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
You feel ‘em finding, always whining
Take my hand now, be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone?
I’m over it
Why can’t we be together, embrace it?
Sleeping so long taking off the mask
At last I see
My fear is fading, I can’t speak it
Or else you will dig my grave
You feel them finding, always whining
Take my hand now, be alive
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone?
You see I cannot be forsaken
Because I’m not the only one
We walk amongst you feeding, raping
Must we hide from everyone?
Everyone, everyone…
THE SLEEPER } Edgar Allan Poe // We are never alone.
At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The ruin molders into rest;
Looking like Lethe, see! the lake
A conscious slumber seems to take,
And would not, for the world, awake.
All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies
Irene, with her Destinies!
O, lady bright! can it be right-
This window open to the night?
The wanton airs, from the tree-top,
Laughingly through the lattice drop-
The bodiless airs, a wizard rout,
Flit through thy chamber in and out,
And wave the curtain canopy
So fitfully- so fearfully-
Above the closed and fringed lid
‘Neath which thy slumb’ring soul lies hid,
That, o’er the floor and down the wall,
Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall!
Oh, lady dear, hast thou no fear?
Why and what art thou dreaming here?
Sure thou art come O’er far-off seas,
A wonder to these garden trees!
Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress,
Strange, above all, thy length of tress,
And this all solemn silentness!
The lady sleeps! Oh, may her sleep,
Which is enduring, so be deep!
Heaven have her in its sacred keep!
This chamber changed for one more holy,
This bed for one more melancholy,
I pray to God that she may lie
For ever with unopened eye,
While the pale sheeted ghosts go by!
My love, she sleeps! Oh, may her sleep
As it is lasting, so be deep!
Soft may the worms about her creep!
Far in the forest, dim and old,
For her may some tall vault unfold-
Some vault that oft has flung its black
And winged panels fluttering back,
Triumphant, o’er the crested palls,
Of her grand family funerals-
Some sepulchre, remote, alone,
Against whose portal she hath thrown,
In childhood, many an idle stone-
Some tomb from out whose sounding door
She ne’er shall force an echo more,
Thrilling to think, poor child of sin!
It was the dead who groaned within.
PUBLISHED 1831
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Why so serious?
December 21, 2012 By
Yeah, I feel the blessing. Thanks.
When did the Holiday season go from being warm and accepting to uptight and having groups of activists trying to bring back saying “Merry Christmas“? I don’t see the Jewish bringing in an uprising of Happy Hanukkah. Also working in the public, I hear Merry Christmas a lot, even from Jewish customers. If you are so into keeping Christ in Christmas, why don’t you live and act Christ-like? I haven’t read in the Bible about Jesus acting in manners such as these. Judging people so harshly. In fact, wasn’t he forgiving of Judith Judas [thanks, commenter below!]? The one who betrayed him.
Think people will be upset that the Cross isn’t first in line? Eh, if it does, God bless you anyway!!!
That image basically sums up my beliefs. God is God. We don’t have the answers until we cross over. We can feel that in our hearts, thoughts and souls that we do, and I think no matter what religion or non-religion you follow, you have the right to feel that you do. We don’t have proof though. People have died for a short amount of time. Sometimes over the amount of time for the brain to not be receiving oxygen. They came back and each experience is different. Why do you think this is? Could it be that God is God and loving and is even touted for loving those who may stray or never believe in Him, we are able to have our own personal experiences on the other side? Everyone’s heaven or afterlife a little different? We were only given so much to comprehend on this planet. We have come long ways in the knowledge of science and how nature works and we are still learning. Our spiritual pathways on the other hand, are very personal. I think God meant for that. There is diversity in everything. Humans, plants, animals, cultures, businesses, medical treatments, psychology/psychiatry. Why should diversity not exist in spirituality?
I know you find it funny. No? Well I did.
People need to lighten up. I know they won’t, but they should. Maybe it’s because I am older now, but I am seeing a lot more greed, entitlement, and lack of respect and acceptance for others. Our world is filling up with more hate as the days go by. If from your religion, you snub your nose at others for not believing your ways and ideals, you may need to look your beliefs over. After all, he without sin shall cast the first stone.
This isn’t only a CHRISTian holiday season. One love.
Forgive & Forget
December 20, 2012 By
I kick myself for not having come up with this first.
Not only do I have a certain level of skill in bitchcraft, as defined in the above image, I also have a finesse of pissing people off who(m?) inadvertently pissed me off. *This is not to you, Cranky G, I feel I know you well enough now that if you pissed me off I’d say it to your face. I actually can’t figure out if that is a who/whom situation back there.* With that little asterisk disclaimer, I also realize when something pisses me off I have a tendency to put it on blast. All this makes me who I am. If we ever become Facebook friends and you “like” an image I disagree with, since I obviously cannot comment since you didn’t share it, I will post it and put a message on why I disagree with it. I’m just nice like that. It gives me the opportunity to let you know how I feel since you liking it pushed it into my newsfeed, essentially making me feel better that I was able to share my thoughts, without antagonizing you into a debate. Seriously. You should be thanking me for that. Case in point:
Why is everybody always picking on he?
My devout religious friend who(m?) I love. I have known her since I was 6/7 years old and went to church on Sunday with her. We may have been more into the lemonade and sugar cookies, but hey! At least we were there; AMIRITE!? She liked this image and with it came a message on how parents are lying to their kids and that we should only be teaching of Christ‘s birth. I get that, you wouldn’t think I do, but I do. I understand Jesus is the son of God (no, I didn’t just Google that.. sheesh) and should be celebrated during the Holidays. It may not have helped that this post was from an anti-gay marriage page (yes, my friend and I are opposite sides of 2 coins that come from 2 different countries that somehow became glued together. That’s what friendships are made of — er, maybe just mine.), but my friend LOVED Santa Clause. It was the magic of belief and for her to have grown up into this woman who(m?) now believes (going to push the boundaries here) Santa is the devil (thanks, Water Boy)?? So, of course I debo’ed the image and posted it with a message basically stating that the belief in magic is just as harmless as the belief in miracles. We still message each other and have a pretty good long distance friendship, but she’s become used to my hardly subtle retaliations just as I have grown used to her Romney minded, anti-abortion, anti-gay rights, put everything in God’s hands all the time and drop His name is every conversation ways.
Playing with fire here…
Say hello to Dipshidiot there on the left. That is a beautiful tree he and Alice picked out, but I am sorry to say it fails by design. Is this what all redneck Christmas trees look like? I think Charlie Brown did a better job.
I haven’t spoken with Alice since she rescued Dipshidiot from the horrible confines of jail. On Saturday I went to pick up my money from her, but I chose not to see his redneck ignorant ass (he makes rednecks look bad) and stayed in my car making her bring it out to me. We didn’t say a word to one another except me a ‘thanks’ and her a ‘you’re welcome’. Really, in her language it’s your welcome. So I am done. I haven’t deleted her off FB just yet for current purposes unknown. Possibly to see if she posts anything about Dipshidiot other than a distant profile shot.
I am actually kind of enjoying the fact that she’s not texting or calling me. So here is me forgiving and forgetting the saga of Alice & Dipshidiot:
Sheesh, it’s pretend. Don’t get your panties in a twist now.
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