Like a fictional phoenix, one must burst into flames
before they are reborn again.
Some days we wonder ‘why I do
believe in this’. There is a simple math, dice rolling. I know some atheists’
that love them dice. Why can’t our life just be a simple rolling of die? Why
did x die, well he rolled the wrong outcome. The statists could be stacked
against him, and even the odd are in his luck, it’s just a simple roll of the
dice. Is it God being mean to you, or just your roll of the dice? Isn’t that
the only thing that divides you from the rich man, the chances and luck, or misluck.
Why did this happen? It just did; statistics.
As a youth, I have always known
there was a God, but I wanted to know who this creature is. I heard many atheists
argue, and they always started with how can there be a God if we evolved from
monkeys. We were made in His image and therefore we were put here as man. Here
comes a concrete proof for the atheists; No God. But what if God was a monkey?
I would have my God and science can continue. Jesus said to love God no matter
the shape, even a poor man or maybe a monkey. Did Jesus look a little like a
monkey, too? Even we don’t know.
I have horrible idea for a new
church. Not one of proposed saints of the church. It would be ‘The Church of
Judas’, the apostil that will never be saved. Do we all not believe we are
sinners that keep digging ourselves into a grave? This reminds me of Hozier’s
song, ‘Take Me to Church’ or Lady Gaga’s “Judas”. We are sinners that will
never be saved. Why should we keep striving for something we have already
decided we can’t receive? Judas would be our pity example. Was it really his
fault or his fate?
He never marked Himself as the
only God just the only one to worship.
There is a story in the Old Testament that God was pitted against the
gods of that time, and he lit the fire. Also, he said you will have no god
above God. Not that aren’t there, just they aren’t as high.
There is a difficulty in most
Catholics to believe the bread and wine are flesh & blood. But that is hard
w/o a visual. Why don’t I create a painting? It starts with a desert, (like the
one in Selena Gomez’s Music Video for ‘A Year w/o Rain.’). There would be
mountains in the far-back, with a river running from right corner downward. The
scene would be like Picaso’s melting clocks. But ours doesn’t have clocks; it’s
flesh. That is sometimes rotting, sometimes stiff, and sometime flabby like the
clocks but still flesh. The river would be blood, plasma based (period blood
has the most plasma). It would be called B&B of JC (you can guess). It
would be a series. There would be a little stick figure in the painting and it
would drink from the river. The scene would then become more like Selena
Gomez’s music video ‘Come & Get it”. I would leave the desert there, but with
flowers & grass blooming from the cracks.
Singers are our new prophets. My first example is Katy Perry –
Unconditionally. You know Katy Perry, you see her failed marriage, so why in
butt could she be using the word unconditionally? Back-up a little. Listen to
the song. Is she only a mouth piece for someone else, someone like God. “All
the dirty laundry; Never made me blink one time; Come just as you are to me”
Isn’t that something you’d want God to say, isn’t that really something God
would say. “Let go and just be free” Isn’t that one of his final message. Take
my yoke it is light.
Speaking of singers, I want to
add someone to sainthood that you wouldn’t think of. I do have many ideas why this may fail, but if you stepped
back you would see she is running to get back to the faith of her youth. If
you listen to some of her softer songs you hear an odd undertone to Him. In
‘Rain’, she tells of feeling a love like rain. Questioning but waiting for it.
In ‘Frozen’ she talks about how life without feeling will leave one frozen.
‘Like a Pray’ is more pro-religious than you think. The burning crosses are
about how stereotypical ‘anti-blacks’ would burn crosses. She was questioning a
world of black vs. white, and the Jesus was just a symbol to help with that
transition from a racist to someone who defends. Nothing Really Matters, aims
for the more spiritual side of life. With pointing her to sainthood, I aiming
to remind her & you, how much she is trying to get back to Faith. Though, I
would need to tell her, the Father is nothing w/o the Son. Also, she isn’t dead,
yet
Sometimes we wonder about the rules
that are built into the Church. No abortions, no gay marriages, follow the Ten
Commandments. But, the problem is that the real motto for the Catholic Church
should be ‘The continuation of the human race’. We seem to being doing better
than the old Roman/Greek religion. They ran around being bloated, screwing for
fun, killing at will, no respect for each other, and being selfish. We see how
far that got them. We can look at the 10 commandments first. It leaves us in a
better balance. Respect your parents is the idea that respect starts at home
and continues on. Do not covet, b/c that leads to dissatisfied with what you
have. Killing is bad makes sense, less us less chance of survival. Then there
is go to mass, which has studies that say those who sing, praise and let go of
hate have better blood pressure and therefore longer lives. Let’s look at the
controversial hard ones. Image a world where half the population is wiped out
by something like emboli. You can sit there worry about it, but when it happens
using contraception and having an abortions to stops reproduction seem stupid.
Also, a union that can reproduce would be considered holy. Though, that doesn’t
mean other unions aren’t good for raising children.
The pope is the latest solider
of the war described by Plato’s Cave. In Plato’s cave, he described a world of
people staring at false images, false shadows. They live in the cave of
darkness with only shadows to amuse them. In Jesus’ time, we still were staring
at these shadows. Plato said it was one man’s job to break free from the chains
and see the real light. Jesus did that. Plato then said, it was that man’s job
to go back and teach other to break free, and so on. He appointed Peter to be
the rock and lead the people out of the cave to see what the real sun looks
like. As time passed, many were born to stare at shadows, but a new pope was
appointed for the point to teach people to free themselves and to do the same
for others.
Church is the cup of the ark of
the convent. There are many apostils at the table during the last supper. Only
one is Peter. He has a high chair, the corner stone of the new faith, but he
was not the only apostil at the table, and will not be the only one in heaven.
Like the different apostle, there are different faiths, even different type of
Christians. You cannot look down at your fellow disciple. Though I do believe
Peter has the truest cup to everlasting life.
2+2=4 is a simple equation. X isn’t even included. A math problem we learn
in 1st grade or sooner. Something that is so simple, we can even
learn on our own. That is God. Somehow, He is as simple as learning 2+2. But we
are taught to think of Him in the world of algebra. 2+2/5*88+98-me=x. And we
start to get lost. We want to solve for God, we are still trying to solve for
Me. But somehow, it isn’t that hard. He is the whole language, and if we
remember it could be as simple as knowing that 2+2=4.
Jesus is the word made flesh. But what is that word? Plato has the idea
of the perfect dog. The true blue print for all dogs. No real dog is perfect
but they are all called dog, based on the perfect dog. Jesus is like that, He is
the word Faith. Look at his actions, everything He does stems from being of
such faith b/c he is 100% faith. It is only through Jesus you can find God, or
through faith. So, who is God, then? God is love but not the American idea of sexual
love. The Romans had many versions of the world love. It is more like charity
and unselfishness. It is more like Agape, the Latin word for unconditional
love. God is the one that can love unconditionally. He is in the bedroom &
there when you create youngling. Does that mean we don’t have to be monkeys’
b/c when we are made in his image, we are made to love? That does make Eden
interesting, where we learned about selfishness. Church is all about the unity.
First, we cannot practice unselfishness if there is nothing but us. Also, when
more than one joins in faith, there is Jesus. Or my part faith with your part
faith equals faith. Also, a body is a carpal object to hold spiritual
something. Would it make sense that the bread at mass is a carpal object
holding pure faith? Better put is replacing the word Jesus with Faith. Faith
walked on water, Faith healed the sick. Replace the word God with Love. Though,
it is odd to say that Faith will not know when the world end, but Love will.
The last one is the Holy Spirit. As you know the quote, Faith, Hope & Love,
well Holy Spirit is hope.
I should tell you about the real hell. “The opposite of love is
indifference”-‘Stubborn Love’ The Lumineers. Cold embodies indifference the
most, someone whose heart is frozen (see the movie). It is not a burning hot,
but a freezer burn. It can be painful, especial when you feel again. God said
to choice a side or will spit on those who sit on the fence. What is the middle
between hate & love? You can’t hate w/o feeling love.
In the end God is in the
equations, but think of Him as 1. 5x, where x=1, looks like 5. 4/x, where x=1,
look like 4. It seems like He was never there, but He is, just in little ways.
455+x=456. Isn’t a big leap but there was change. Adding Him always creates
change. & you may think He is not there, but little by little, spread all
over an equation.
Removed:
There was an idea of the greater good, but it misses
something, the little parts. The whole is made up of each little part. Yeah, a
weak link is bad, but a chain link fence missing links is stupid as well. Who
knows what a link will do with its strength before it is tested.
In the shadow hides the darkness. There are many secrets
to hold on to. The words you can't even say to God are the first I hear.
I shall tell you a little about me. First here are my
weapons. I lay them on your door stop. They are powerful and could be dangerous
in any hands. In my anger, I want to use them as against humanity, on my good
days I wonder why no one knows some of these things as fact.
Some days I think I'm of evil spirit, b/c who else would
know with certain that He is out there. With that I am attracted to that which
reminds me of Him. I like people & songs, movie too. I have decided the
reason to keep the world spinning is the little things. My favorite song, or TV
show, or book or movie or giggle of a child. A reason to smile.
Sometimes when I hear James Blunts songs, I hear His
voice pleading with me. My favorite album is U2's Actung Baby, which is the
best for lady cramps. I like the first 6 songs of One Republic’s new one. I
always want to invite Rob Thomas to my wedding, somehow my favorite songs of
his (including Matchbox Twenty) are describing my life from some of his hard
ones to my favorite “Someday”. I also wanted Drops of Jupitar in my hair for
the wedding. I thought the couple from Basille’s Pompeii was modern day Mary
& Joseph. Supernatural by DC Talk. Jars of Clay by Jars of Clay is
awesomely wonderful. Flood has haunted from its release in ’95 all the way to
’02. & Liquid.
Shall I tell you an odd story? I was being high &
mighty, imaging I was conquering the world and there was no one to stop me. I
visit the Pope at the time, Pope Benedict, and said ‘Give me your ring’. He
did, so I gave his seat to a friend of mine (remind me a little of you). Time
passed in the real world, and I image the idea again, but now you, Pope Francis
is pope. I said the same thing ‘Give me your ring.’ You did as well, but with
these words. ‘This ring is nothing but a trinket, faith will continue no matter
what you do.’ So I left you alone.
I’m odd. It is randomly known. Another idea is that
spiritual world I have the power to walk through doors, yes, doors that are
closed or even locked. They say not even Jesus can do that or at least he is
nice enough not to. I imagined that heaven has a back door, walk through it and
unlocked it from the inside. Well, that
would allow people into heaven, and may be those who don’t belong. My first
idea was to ask to a par den for the people of my imaginary world (if they
exist), which would be nice, but then a pardon for those who got into heaven
illegally. But, it’s not a slate is clean and back to evil for you. It is more
like a ‘you can be forgiven’, but if you confess and change. I always dreamed
that those in hell can change.
My husband shows love the best. He actual told how to be
a better wife for lent, I should give him 10% more hugs. Ironically it was
perfectly true. True, he claims to be the best hugger. Trivia, I was born the
year two people were shot, but not killed. On my 1st birthday (saint
day of my husband-12/27), my husband was about conceived and born on my saint
day. I like the cheesy of it. Actually, my hubby, myself and my nephew were all
born on the 27th. & Hubby went to 16yrs of catholic school. By
the way, too many people wished me a long life, and it’s longer that I thought
at first. Though, I wonder if my generous are surprised how long we last, and
wonder when the world will end. I don’t think I will make it to colonization in
space, but who knows.
“When two cows moo
together in faith, love will hear.”
To help, cows are spirits, ie souls or people. Moo’s are
prays of the cows. The other two will make sense after the paper. By the way,
if you get a chance ask God to give me an excuse to dye my hair purple (He’ll
understand).
My favorite stuffed cow is Kau; bought her on sale with
my husband. He hugs her at night, w/ Brown & White Cow (Or as he nicknames
them Mr. & Mrs. Cow-wedding gift) & little cow. Her head is so big and
her arms are so short. A sort of quote from ‘Meet The
Robinsons’. Good movie. I always thought Kau holds my grandma
(grandmotherly, father side, last name is like truth god), God and Dave (which
might mean god in Hindu). Then Brown cow gets to hold everyone else. &
heaven is my husband holding them sweetly while they are all nap.
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