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Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Short story
Ok so taking a break and here's a short story. Now I don't mean this to have any conection to the Bible or anything of that sorts. Just a story. I wrote this in like an hour, idea and all so it's very rough and the such. This is also mine please don't copy it. Wouldn't want to need to do anything unpleasant.
I held the fate of this world in my hands. I had the choice to save it or let it be destroyed. I watched it as this world fell to pieces, all because of me. This journal is the story of me and the fall of this world, earth.
Who am I? My name is Xavior Mark. What am I? Even I could not tell you.
The year is 2080. Advacements in science have far surpassed the balance of knowledge and wisdom. The human race was destroying them self and not even aware of it. All their eyes set on gaining scientific knowledge. They were all obsessed with knowing everything. It stopped being 'knowing how to live' and turned to 'live to know more'
It was only a matter of time.
I'm am ashamed to say I was exactly like them, in fact I was them. Back then I was human. Lived in New York city, the palace of power. You need to take a test to even be allowed into the place. I worked there along with my five brothers. We all worked in the army department. Science was the only important thing. Making science enhanced soldiers was the other big thing. Faster, stronger, farther, larger, that was the direction every one was going. Who ever reached te end first could control the world. We wanted it more than anything. We were on the edge of getting their. We only needed volunteers, but we were met with nothing, no one wanted to. No one wanted to risk it. We knew there was risk. We thought it was small enough. It wasn't.
With no one signing up me and my brothers did the only thing we could. We tried it on ourselves. Strapped each other up. Trained people how to opperate the systems. How to keep us safe. If only we taught them how to keep them safe.
We thought the experiment went with out error. We were under for a day, like expected and awake and feeling normal the next. We were normal for a week, every day testing if anything changed. Nothing. After a week though it was Terrible. It was 10 days later from the experiment. We all woke up with kiling headaches. We tried everything but they would not go away. We thought thay would drive us to madness. But after a day and a half it stopped. What relieve I tell you. Complete silence. We thought that was it. That it was over. It wasn't. A Fay after the headaches had stopped pain, like you have never felt before. Every bone, every muscle, every cell in our body was fire. Again we thought we would go mad. But again this stopped after a day. We did not realize it then but we were already on our way. Our reflexes were getting faster. We were getting stronger. Then one night we went to sleep. What happened them no one knows. Nobody ever woke up or felt anything, nor did they dream anything. We woke up and all felt fine but then we looked in to the mirror.
I could not say what I had become. I still had reginizabke features. Eyes, though they were now a sold red and black swirl, a mouth that was larger and had scars around the outside as if I had bitten myself several times. And hair though it wasn't near to being human hair. It was a blackish blue color. And every strand seemed to be as hard as steel. My hair covered my face partialy. Hiding one side of it. Besides those appearences, everything else was different. Me neck was almost non excistant as my head hit my shoulders if I tilted it. My ears were small and closer to my head and was pointed at many points instead of rounded. My whole body was about two feet taller making me eight feet tall instead of six feet. My legs and arms were thick and muscular. My chest as big as a barrel. My hand were also larger peportionaly than they were before. I could cover my entire face with them. My finger nail were sticking out an inch or so and were as hard as bone and coming to a sharp point. This was what I was from then on. I then turned around to examine the back side of me. I never had dreamed, Wings. No not angel wings all white and feathery. Black and purple thin skin like wings. I serched my mind for the muscles to control them and soon found them. I outstretched them. 16 feet across, about five feet height. No longer human and with out classification. All my brothers were the same as me. We kept our self hidden for a day and talked amoungst each other as to what to do. No one had a clue. No one would know who we were and would lock us up before we said anything. We soon found out that our strength was to great for anything in the humans world. Bed would be crushed by our weight. Doors to fragile. Floors too thin. We were already outcasts.
We soon grew tired of hiding we made calls to people and told them of our plight. They were not considerate. "come in and we'll prefrm some test and see if we can help" they do not want to help they want to know. We decided that no longer would we hide if we stuck together we would survive no matter what. We would find some way of being normal. We escaped our hiding place and showed us to the world. We knew at once we were not welcome. We were flying out of New York and at once we were opposed moch one jets. Attacked us with tranquilizers. We were all hit several times but they had no effect. Whether we were to strong or to big or our skin to thick we did not know. But we did know we were safe from it. We landed out side New York and again we were attacked. Tanks and infintry. We again tried to get away. We were all hit with missles and pelted with machine gun fire but we realized the bullets were bouncing off us and the missles only causing momentary pain for after they hit we were already healed.
My brothers warned the humans that if they continued to fight us we would begin to fight them. They did not heed the warning. They began fighting us harder and harder, and with that my brothers fought harder and harder. So far nothing could do more than scratch us. We headed to the high mountains in the west of north america hoping to find some quiet. It was not there.
It seems that the world grew a new obbsession that year, us. Every country fought us. We moved from place to place. I tried to avoid blood shed when possible but my brothers were the opposite. They fought everyone, at any time. We did not need sleep anymore. We almost did not even need food or drink. Though we were all this we were not invincible.
It was in alaska. We were about to fly back to california since Alaska was getting to crouded with army infantry. We flew between two giant mountain peaks and were then resting by a stream filled with salmon. We had not had rest or food for nearly two weeks ad would need it for the fly back.
After ten minutes, they were upon us. 50 pound shells showered down on us we blocked all of them from hitting our faces which were our weakest point, and took most of the force with our arms. They healed in a matter of seconds. But out of the bushes surrounding us came both tanks and infantry. The hammered us. All of us were getting hit in the back, then the front, then the side. We jumped towards them attacking them with our hands and bodies. Any thing that would do the job. For the longest time they seemed to keep coming and I soon noticed that my injuries were taking longer and longer to heal. I was just about to fly away when I saw that they were thining in ranks. Soon no more soldiers were taking there fallen comrades spot. In a minute more they were gone. The river was then red with far more than just salmon. I looked around, everyone accounted for. But one of my brothers was sitting down. One of his wings cut in half near where it was connected to his back. Very slowly I could see it begining to close to gap but then somthing bothered me. Along with all of the other physical enhacements we all had enhanced hearing. This is why we did not expect the people in the bushes. They must have made a sound barrier. The sound I now heard was a low whistleing. Not the high pitched kind of a regular missle but a lower pitch of something bigger. My brothers had heard it to. We all looked to the skies. There it was. A huge missle with a radio active sign on the side. It was traveling close to speed of sound and we only had several seconds to get out of there before it was to late for we have never gone up against somthing of this sort. We launched into the air and flew off as fast as we could. The missle followed us gaining speed, trackng our heat. We went even faster than before. We were almost at the same speed as the rocket but my brother , the one with the injured wing, could not keep up. He yelled for us to go and keep going and that he would deal with the rocket. We figured he had a plan. Or at least a plan that didn't involve any sacrifice for that was not like him. We all watched him as he stopped moving he busted hovvered there slowing flapping his wings looking at us. The missle was getting closer. He smiled, the first and last smile I have seen since this whole thing started. The missle collided. A huge shockwave flew out and knocked us to the forest floor. As soon as we recovered we flew back up to see if he had made it. Nothing but a radioactive death zone for miles around. We knee it would be dangerous to stay around so we left.
That was the begining of the end. One by one my brothers fell. Led into traps by their lust for revenge. Soon. There was only two of us. The human considered themselfs master of hunting us. They did not realize they had already began destroying their world. All the radioactivity was destroy everything. Right then I had the choice. I could leave earth forever and my brother would have to follow or stay and watch as the world crumbled. I could not bring my self to leave my fallen brothers. I would not avenge them because that would harm the world even more. The humans fired a nuke at every flying thing they saw almost. We lived in antartica at the time. Bearing the cold and wind. We were desperate for a life of being normal. We regretted every move we had done since we were born.
My brother was getting more and more angry at the world, who could blame him. I left for a day for some hunting of some game and when I returned I did not find him. I tracked him and found him back at New York. Going on a rampage. They could not fire a nuke there for it would kill everything. But he was there for four days. Attacking anything and everything. They evacuated the city as best they could in a day and fired one in. My brother knee this would happen but he did not care he wanted to die, everyone was against him.
With that I am the last one. I stayed hidden for years but soon the effects of the nukes took over everything. World wide famine. Death everywhere. Trees died never to come back. Oxygen was almost deadly. I did nor care for I did not need oxygen. It was then that i decided to leave. I ate as much as I could an made my self sleep for the first time in years. I would need the strength. I flew off. It took me a day to reach the moon of earth. From there I looked down in the earth. It was no longer green and blue but gray and orange. The coldness in space is nothing i have ever known. It sucks the strength out of you. But I did not die. I flew and flew and flew. From galaxy to galaxy. I thoughtbalmost nothing fr there was nothing to think about. I was the onlly one left. I have been flying for 100 years. I know I am not immortal but I am far from mortal. I am searching for a world to live. With people to talk to. Someplace I am accepted. There i will live and be happy. If anyone is reading this, this is my story. Do not let knowledge overweight wisdom.
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Now here comes your part. COMMENT!!!! please tell me what you though. A+, A, B, B-..... Good? Bad? Or ugly?
I held the fate of this world in my hands. I had the choice to save it or let it be destroyed. I watched it as this world fell to pieces, all because of me. This journal is the story of me and the fall of this world, earth.
Who am I? My name is Xavior Mark. What am I? Even I could not tell you.
The year is 2080. Advacements in science have far surpassed the balance of knowledge and wisdom. The human race was destroying them self and not even aware of it. All their eyes set on gaining scientific knowledge. They were all obsessed with knowing everything. It stopped being 'knowing how to live' and turned to 'live to know more'
It was only a matter of time.
I'm am ashamed to say I was exactly like them, in fact I was them. Back then I was human. Lived in New York city, the palace of power. You need to take a test to even be allowed into the place. I worked there along with my five brothers. We all worked in the army department. Science was the only important thing. Making science enhanced soldiers was the other big thing. Faster, stronger, farther, larger, that was the direction every one was going. Who ever reached te end first could control the world. We wanted it more than anything. We were on the edge of getting their. We only needed volunteers, but we were met with nothing, no one wanted to. No one wanted to risk it. We knew there was risk. We thought it was small enough. It wasn't.
With no one signing up me and my brothers did the only thing we could. We tried it on ourselves. Strapped each other up. Trained people how to opperate the systems. How to keep us safe. If only we taught them how to keep them safe.
We thought the experiment went with out error. We were under for a day, like expected and awake and feeling normal the next. We were normal for a week, every day testing if anything changed. Nothing. After a week though it was Terrible. It was 10 days later from the experiment. We all woke up with kiling headaches. We tried everything but they would not go away. We thought thay would drive us to madness. But after a day and a half it stopped. What relieve I tell you. Complete silence. We thought that was it. That it was over. It wasn't. A Fay after the headaches had stopped pain, like you have never felt before. Every bone, every muscle, every cell in our body was fire. Again we thought we would go mad. But again this stopped after a day. We did not realize it then but we were already on our way. Our reflexes were getting faster. We were getting stronger. Then one night we went to sleep. What happened them no one knows. Nobody ever woke up or felt anything, nor did they dream anything. We woke up and all felt fine but then we looked in to the mirror.
I could not say what I had become. I still had reginizabke features. Eyes, though they were now a sold red and black swirl, a mouth that was larger and had scars around the outside as if I had bitten myself several times. And hair though it wasn't near to being human hair. It was a blackish blue color. And every strand seemed to be as hard as steel. My hair covered my face partialy. Hiding one side of it. Besides those appearences, everything else was different. Me neck was almost non excistant as my head hit my shoulders if I tilted it. My ears were small and closer to my head and was pointed at many points instead of rounded. My whole body was about two feet taller making me eight feet tall instead of six feet. My legs and arms were thick and muscular. My chest as big as a barrel. My hand were also larger peportionaly than they were before. I could cover my entire face with them. My finger nail were sticking out an inch or so and were as hard as bone and coming to a sharp point. This was what I was from then on. I then turned around to examine the back side of me. I never had dreamed, Wings. No not angel wings all white and feathery. Black and purple thin skin like wings. I serched my mind for the muscles to control them and soon found them. I outstretched them. 16 feet across, about five feet height. No longer human and with out classification. All my brothers were the same as me. We kept our self hidden for a day and talked amoungst each other as to what to do. No one had a clue. No one would know who we were and would lock us up before we said anything. We soon found out that our strength was to great for anything in the humans world. Bed would be crushed by our weight. Doors to fragile. Floors too thin. We were already outcasts.
We soon grew tired of hiding we made calls to people and told them of our plight. They were not considerate. "come in and we'll prefrm some test and see if we can help" they do not want to help they want to know. We decided that no longer would we hide if we stuck together we would survive no matter what. We would find some way of being normal. We escaped our hiding place and showed us to the world. We knew at once we were not welcome. We were flying out of New York and at once we were opposed moch one jets. Attacked us with tranquilizers. We were all hit several times but they had no effect. Whether we were to strong or to big or our skin to thick we did not know. But we did know we were safe from it. We landed out side New York and again we were attacked. Tanks and infintry. We again tried to get away. We were all hit with missles and pelted with machine gun fire but we realized the bullets were bouncing off us and the missles only causing momentary pain for after they hit we were already healed.
My brothers warned the humans that if they continued to fight us we would begin to fight them. They did not heed the warning. They began fighting us harder and harder, and with that my brothers fought harder and harder. So far nothing could do more than scratch us. We headed to the high mountains in the west of north america hoping to find some quiet. It was not there.
It seems that the world grew a new obbsession that year, us. Every country fought us. We moved from place to place. I tried to avoid blood shed when possible but my brothers were the opposite. They fought everyone, at any time. We did not need sleep anymore. We almost did not even need food or drink. Though we were all this we were not invincible.
It was in alaska. We were about to fly back to california since Alaska was getting to crouded with army infantry. We flew between two giant mountain peaks and were then resting by a stream filled with salmon. We had not had rest or food for nearly two weeks ad would need it for the fly back.
After ten minutes, they were upon us. 50 pound shells showered down on us we blocked all of them from hitting our faces which were our weakest point, and took most of the force with our arms. They healed in a matter of seconds. But out of the bushes surrounding us came both tanks and infantry. The hammered us. All of us were getting hit in the back, then the front, then the side. We jumped towards them attacking them with our hands and bodies. Any thing that would do the job. For the longest time they seemed to keep coming and I soon noticed that my injuries were taking longer and longer to heal. I was just about to fly away when I saw that they were thining in ranks. Soon no more soldiers were taking there fallen comrades spot. In a minute more they were gone. The river was then red with far more than just salmon. I looked around, everyone accounted for. But one of my brothers was sitting down. One of his wings cut in half near where it was connected to his back. Very slowly I could see it begining to close to gap but then somthing bothered me. Along with all of the other physical enhacements we all had enhanced hearing. This is why we did not expect the people in the bushes. They must have made a sound barrier. The sound I now heard was a low whistleing. Not the high pitched kind of a regular missle but a lower pitch of something bigger. My brothers had heard it to. We all looked to the skies. There it was. A huge missle with a radio active sign on the side. It was traveling close to speed of sound and we only had several seconds to get out of there before it was to late for we have never gone up against somthing of this sort. We launched into the air and flew off as fast as we could. The missle followed us gaining speed, trackng our heat. We went even faster than before. We were almost at the same speed as the rocket but my brother , the one with the injured wing, could not keep up. He yelled for us to go and keep going and that he would deal with the rocket. We figured he had a plan. Or at least a plan that didn't involve any sacrifice for that was not like him. We all watched him as he stopped moving he busted hovvered there slowing flapping his wings looking at us. The missle was getting closer. He smiled, the first and last smile I have seen since this whole thing started. The missle collided. A huge shockwave flew out and knocked us to the forest floor. As soon as we recovered we flew back up to see if he had made it. Nothing but a radioactive death zone for miles around. We knee it would be dangerous to stay around so we left.
That was the begining of the end. One by one my brothers fell. Led into traps by their lust for revenge. Soon. There was only two of us. The human considered themselfs master of hunting us. They did not realize they had already began destroying their world. All the radioactivity was destroy everything. Right then I had the choice. I could leave earth forever and my brother would have to follow or stay and watch as the world crumbled. I could not bring my self to leave my fallen brothers. I would not avenge them because that would harm the world even more. The humans fired a nuke at every flying thing they saw almost. We lived in antartica at the time. Bearing the cold and wind. We were desperate for a life of being normal. We regretted every move we had done since we were born.
My brother was getting more and more angry at the world, who could blame him. I left for a day for some hunting of some game and when I returned I did not find him. I tracked him and found him back at New York. Going on a rampage. They could not fire a nuke there for it would kill everything. But he was there for four days. Attacking anything and everything. They evacuated the city as best they could in a day and fired one in. My brother knee this would happen but he did not care he wanted to die, everyone was against him.
With that I am the last one. I stayed hidden for years but soon the effects of the nukes took over everything. World wide famine. Death everywhere. Trees died never to come back. Oxygen was almost deadly. I did nor care for I did not need oxygen. It was then that i decided to leave. I ate as much as I could an made my self sleep for the first time in years. I would need the strength. I flew off. It took me a day to reach the moon of earth. From there I looked down in the earth. It was no longer green and blue but gray and orange. The coldness in space is nothing i have ever known. It sucks the strength out of you. But I did not die. I flew and flew and flew. From galaxy to galaxy. I thoughtbalmost nothing fr there was nothing to think about. I was the onlly one left. I have been flying for 100 years. I know I am not immortal but I am far from mortal. I am searching for a world to live. With people to talk to. Someplace I am accepted. There i will live and be happy. If anyone is reading this, this is my story. Do not let knowledge overweight wisdom.
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Now here comes your part. COMMENT!!!! please tell me what you though. A+, A, B, B-..... Good? Bad? Or ugly?
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
~HATE~
~HATE~
I'm very on the edge on whether to do pleasure. I just don't know what I would write or anything so that will be one of the far later ones.
Now We are on HATE. Mind numbing, concience ripping hate. Hate so powerful it can do almost anything. Hate that could and will some day destroy the world. It all started with hate. Stupid lucifer. He just had to go and screw things up. Anyways hate is something that influences every desicion you make. If you hate some one usually you are going to act like you hate them. It can just take over. Then you are no longer the driver of your actions, just the passenger. Not that hate is unavoidable.
"Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust. For if ye love them which love you, what reward have ye? do not even the publicans the same? And if ye salute your brethren only, what do ye more than others? do not even the publicans so?"
(Matthew 5:43-47). I know that almost all of you have most likely heard this verse but it's one that is informative. We should love everyone. And everyone says that but many people actually do? I know I despise( I don't know how close that is to hate and what your deffinition is) but I despise a lot of people just because they are complete morons. They really don't care at all. All they do is flirt with girls, cuss, and make fun of EVERYONE. In that order though cussing is very close to first (i don't agree with cussing so you know. I'm not so sure it's a sin but it's just not something good to do) now I suppose I should love these people but what is their to love?! Jk yes I suppose they are all unique but still. You know? Hate is deffined as
a. To feel hostility or animosity toward." and most people get it and understand it. Some people describe it as a cancer and it slowly eats away at who we are and who we can be. In a quote by martin Luther " Hatred paralyzes life; love releases it. Hatred confuses life; love harmonizes it. Hatred darkens life; love illumines it "
--Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.
Once again it's a love hate thing.
psalm 34:21 "Evil shall slay the wicked; And they that HATE the righteous shall be condemned." once again saying that it is bad to hate and what the consequences might be.
Psalm 97:10 "O ye that love Jehovah, hate evil: He preserveth the souls of his saints; He delivereth them out of the hand of the wicked." now in This verse it says hate evil. At first I was like I though we weren't supposed to hate but then I thought and figured. It's okay to hate how things are and why they are. It's hating people that we arnt supposed to. Now that leads to why are people different than things. Because some people act like inanimate objects sometimes. I figured it's because since we are made in Gods image we are really hating a part of God. And here's a verse that supports that claim sort of.
"if a man say, I love God, and hateth his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God whom he hath not seen? "
--1 John 4:20
Other verses that have to do with Hate-----
"He that saith he is in the light, and hateth his brother, is in darkness even until now. He that loveth his brother abideth in the light, and there is none occasion of stumbling in him."
--1 John 2:9,10
"Whosoever hateth his brother is a murderer: and ye know that no murderer hath eternal life abiding in him."
--1 John 3:15
"The fear of Jehovah is to hate evil: Pride, and arrogancy, and the evil way, And the perverse mouth, do I hate."
Proverbs 8:13
Now I will apologize for my lack of planning I felt like I skipped around and I will try to fix that with the next one. ONCE AGAIN COMMENT!!! that let's me know if what i'm writing is good or if I should write about something else or quit writing. Please give input. THANKS FOR READING. And if you enjoyed this please show your friends and tell them about it.
~VV~
~PAIN~
~Pain~
Well here it is the first part of 4 in the 'keys to reality' series. If I feel like doing them all. I decided to do pain first because it is one I actually know some what how to do. And because I'm saving love for the last one so I can go out with a *Bang*. Back on subject.....
Pain. It is what holds this world together. With out it eveything would be for nothing. All goals seem childish and pointless. Pain, the best worst thing ever. Bad enough to block out anything. Body paralizing pain, enough to make you go insane. Enough to make you wish you were crazy. We all hate it but we have to love it. Pain give life meaning. With it we have sacrifice, betrayal, hate, and others that characterize what we are or can be as humans. Because of pain we are all placed in catagories. The strong, the couragous, the weak, the cowards, and the normals. We strive to be known as strong and wonder how we can become so.
JOB 6:10 "And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One."
It says that even in pain we should not waver before God and praise him no matter what we are going through.
Psalm 38;5 "My wounds are loathsome and corrupt, Because of my foolishness. 6 I am pained and bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long." in context of this verse they say how their burdens are to heavy and that is why we(or the person speaking above) have 'wounds.' It's talking about how if we try to go on alone under our own power we will only end up with pain and sorrow. I'm not sure what they mean by saying "bowed down greatly," I would say bowing down to God but then why would he be mourning all day.
Wait! scratch that. I looked at several different versions of the verse and it seems like it means he is brought down because of the weight of his pain.
Psalm 116:1 "I love Jehovah, because he heareth My voice and my supplications. 2 Because he hath inclined his ear unto me, Therefore will I call upon him as long as I live. 3 The cords of death compassed me, And the pains of Sheol gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow. 4 Then called I upon the name of Jehovah: O Jehovah, I beseech thee, deliver my soul. 5 Gracious is Jehovah, and righteous; Yea, our God is merciful. 6 Jehovah preserveth the simple: I was brought low, and he saved me.
it's seems that many times sorrow comes right along with pain. Though I don't think they are talking about "ow I just roadrashed my knee. I'm going to die" type of pain but more as a spiritual and mental pain. But a time when pain may not come with sorrow might be sacrifice. "no greater love than this, that one may lay down is life for another" (not exact wording) (John 15:16 I think. Around there) other than that I can't find any other verse sorry.
So there's the first part. It didn't flow as smoothly as I had hoped. I think I jumped around randomly but... so please tell me what you thought. EVERYONE TELL ME WHAT YOU THOUGHT. Say what was weird confusing good bad ugly. Expecially tell me what you didnt get or did get. Thanks for reading.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Keys To Reality
~Keys to Reality~
So I don't know anyones view on this and havn't explained this to anyone so it may be.... Different. I'm not saying this is for real just something to think about. I believe there are 3 'Keys to Reality.' or three things that hold this world together. The three are LOVE, HATE, and PAIN. All are neccessary to this reality. They are what makes us decide goals, dreams, take risks, be cautious, be courageous, be cowards. They are the 3 blocks of the foundation of a humans concience. And on top of them we build all other feelings, some are a mixture of two (such as revenge-- Hate + Love) and some are abstract of them. (pain----discomfort, or disgust (disgust could be hate also)
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Though I listed 3 some could say that there are four being how everything has an opposite. Opposite of pain being PLEASURE. I didn't state this one because we are not meant to pursue it like we are love.-- Proverbs 21:17 "HE that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man: He that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich"
I'm not saying we should pursue Pain or Hate. I'm saying that as a good thing it is easy to pursue but there are much more important issues to pursue. Such as staying away from pain and hate. We are told to love throughout the bible "...Love your neighbor..." and in Psalm 91:14 "BECAUSE he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name."
This is mainly just an overview. I'll go into each one separatly and hopefully you will see exactly what I'm trying to say.
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The 'Keys to Reality' are what keeps us in check. Makes us not go crazy or have as many mainiacs like hitler. They could be stated as the main ingriedients to humans. Hope this all made a fraction of sense to you.
~VV~
P.S- For those of you wondering the version of bible I'm using is an America Standard Version. From what Ive noticed it's close to King James Version. And again comment comment comment!
Thanks for reading!
So I don't know anyones view on this and havn't explained this to anyone so it may be.... Different. I'm not saying this is for real just something to think about. I believe there are 3 'Keys to Reality.' or three things that hold this world together. The three are LOVE, HATE, and PAIN. All are neccessary to this reality. They are what makes us decide goals, dreams, take risks, be cautious, be courageous, be cowards. They are the 3 blocks of the foundation of a humans concience. And on top of them we build all other feelings, some are a mixture of two (such as revenge-- Hate + Love) and some are abstract of them. (pain----discomfort, or disgust (disgust could be hate also)
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Though I listed 3 some could say that there are four being how everything has an opposite. Opposite of pain being PLEASURE. I didn't state this one because we are not meant to pursue it like we are love.-- Proverbs 21:17 "HE that loveth pleasure shall be a poor man: He that loveth wine and oil shall not be rich"
I'm not saying we should pursue Pain or Hate. I'm saying that as a good thing it is easy to pursue but there are much more important issues to pursue. Such as staying away from pain and hate. We are told to love throughout the bible "...Love your neighbor..." and in Psalm 91:14 "BECAUSE he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name."
This is mainly just an overview. I'll go into each one separatly and hopefully you will see exactly what I'm trying to say.
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The 'Keys to Reality' are what keeps us in check. Makes us not go crazy or have as many mainiacs like hitler. They could be stated as the main ingriedients to humans. Hope this all made a fraction of sense to you.
~VV~
P.S- For those of you wondering the version of bible I'm using is an America Standard Version. From what Ive noticed it's close to King James Version. And again comment comment comment!
Thanks for reading!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Wisdom
~Wisdom~
Some of you may have known this some of you may have not. In the Bible it says that wisdom is basicly the most important thing you can get on earth. We are told not to seek fame, riches, even respect. No we are told to find wisdom. Proverbs 3: 14 "For the gaining of it is better than the gaining of silver, And the profit thereof than fine gold."-talking about finding wisdom. And only once we have found wisdom will knowledge have a great purpose in our life. "The fear of Jehovah is the begining of knowledge..." - Proverbs 1:7 In 1 kings 3:19. King Solomon asks God 9 ''Give thy servant therefore an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and evil; for who is able to judge this thy great people?." Understanding is essentialy the same as wisdom and in the book of proverbs it is a reaccuring theme, being how they are the Proverbs of King Solomon. Prov. 2:10 "For wisdom shall enter into the heart, And knowledge shall be pleasant unto thy soul;" and Prov. 3:13 "Happy is the man that findeth wisdom, And the man that getteth understanding." As I was reading about this I came across verse 18 in Ecclesiastes 1 saying- "For in much wisdom is much grief; and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow" Now I had no clue what this meant so i looked for more about it and after reading the full chapter I think he(it appears that this is written by soloman after he is king) is talking about with wisdom you see how evil this world is. and all the evil. and by seeing all this it makes you in a sense sad or in grief. But there is no other good choice because being in ignorance is foolish and you may be in more grief that way than the other.
Here are some more verses that have to do with wisdom----------
Ecclesiastes 7:12 For wisdom is a defense, even as money is a defence; but the excellency of knowledge is, that wisdom preserveth the life of him that hath it.
1 Corinthians :21 For seeing that in the wisdom of God the world through its wisdom knew not God, it was God’s good pleasure through the foolishness of the preaching to save them that believe
again please comment. what you like, dont like.....
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Rules(1st post)
Ok so this is my first blog so it might take me a while to make everything work. So I have a few rules that I would be pleased if you followed.
1. I'm a Christian and I don't want anyone to slander them or anything disrespectful. You can debate things but don't say like "Christians suck" and then never say anything else.
2. No cussing please
3. Comment, Comment, Comment. You read, you comment. Please.
Also even if you dont like it show this to people who even just Might like it. Please and thank you
1. I'm a Christian and I don't want anyone to slander them or anything disrespectful. You can debate things but don't say like "Christians suck" and then never say anything else.
2. No cussing please
3. Comment, Comment, Comment. You read, you comment. Please.
Also even if you dont like it show this to people who even just Might like it. Please and thank you
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