There's so much love and there's so much hate within this world.
However, why do we insist upon dividing every last modicum of life into categories of either black or white?
Can we not appreciate that every single opinion upon this plain falls squarely within the realm of the grey area?
The colour 'grey' is not a negative shade, should it be approached from the correct angle; a place of understanding, tolerance and more importantly, neutrality.
If you are full of hate, then you have my sympathies, for you fail at life upon a fundamental level.
If you are full of love, then I believe that you lack the fragile and necessary component of human frailty and quintessentially, humanity itself.
If your heart rests somewhere in-between the dark and the light, then you are truly a magnificent human being, whom radiates the glorious spark of the beauty of life itself.
I want to relax in hot water and not move tonight (and maybe feel all girly and special).
Oh, well, then you've gotta go all out with the bubbles and the scented oils and the floating flowers and the waterfall tiki music. Of course, that makes setting up the bath even more stressful, so don't tear all your hair out in the process.
Whether or not it is, that's not the real issue. Many things are a sin. And yelling at people about how they're going to go to Hell (for whatever reason) is not the right approach.
In the Bible, Jesus spent most of His time making friends with sinners, and the people He most often criticized were the self-righteous religious leaders.
Oh, well, then you've gotta go all out with the bubbles and the scented oils and the floating flowers and the waterfall tiki music.
Ooh, that is like, breakup level self-care. I settled for one of those fizzy bath ball things and an old Men's Health magazine I bought for my last flight but never got around to reading. Feeling good!
I never understood the Abraham going to kill his son for God story. I know its just a test of faith but no one God or not could make me attempt to kill my own son. And I'm sure the same would be said for most parents.
Well, after doing little else besides sitting around on the internet for a week, I have become decided to spend my time building random things this summer. First on my list is to build an arc reactor. Wish me luck!
So..it's nearing the year mark of my nephew's death...I...feel numb...I feel...I don't know how I feel..a little like drinking but being drunk and angry never solves anything.
Remember the good times you had and the joy they brought you. You can morn there loss and celebrate the life they had as well and it helps make the pain lessen.
Remember the good times you had and the joy they brought you. You can morn there loss and celebrate the life they had as well and it helps make the pain lessen.
I do remember the good times, and that's what's tearing me up is there were always good times.
I do remember the good times, and that's what's tearing me up is there were always good times.
He's still alive inside your memory's as long as you keep the warm memory's you have alive in your head. I know its hard and a lot of the time its just feels like everything is depression but if you keep remembering the happy times you will feel happier for having him in your life and the memory's you got.
I never understood the Abraham going to kill his son for God story. I know its just a test of faith but no one God or not could make me attempt to kill my own son. And I'm sure the same would be said for most parents.
Starting again with the religious talk, eh? Not that I want to get you into that stuff again. Still, here's a frame from Craig Thompson's brilliant graphic novel brick'o'book "Habibi" for your consideration.
Cures foggy heads!
One(1) Egg
Pepper
Hair of the dog that bit 'ya
ALCOHOL-SENSITIVE PATIENTS: Consult a physician before using. Do not mix with alcohol before operating rudders or other heavy machinery. Causes extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme...
...extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme, extreme drowsiness.
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Don't make me post random pictures of Gohan peeing!
(He does that alot... -_-)
There's so much love and there's so much hate within this world.
However, why do we insist upon dividing every last modicum of life into categories of either black or white?
Can we not appreciate that every single opinion upon this plain falls squarely within the realm of the grey area?
The colour 'grey' is not a negative shade, should it be approached from the correct angle; a place of understanding, tolerance and more importantly, neutrality.
If you are full of hate, then you have my sympathies, for you fail at life upon a fundamental level.
If you are full of love, then I believe that you lack the fragile and necessary component of human frailty and quintessentially, humanity itself.
If your heart rests somewhere in-between the dark and the light, then you are truly a magnificent human being, whom radiates the glorious spark of the beauty of life itself.
I love you.
I thought I made it clear that I was frightened and confused.
Oh, well, then you've gotta go all out with the bubbles and the scented oils and the floating flowers and the waterfall tiki music. Of course, that makes setting up the bath even more stressful, so don't tear all your hair out in the process.
I'm dealing with this way too much lately.
I think I just threw up in my mouth a little.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EddX9hnhDS4
I find it somewhat amusing that the first link to AM's hate speech which I came across, belongs to Coolsome!
In the Bible, Jesus spent most of His time making friends with sinners, and the people He most often criticized were the self-righteous religious leaders.
You will return in 3 days after your permaban.
Whoo!
Ooh, that is like, breakup level self-care. I settled for one of those fizzy bath ball things and an old Men's Health magazine I bought for my last flight but never got around to reading. Feeling good!
Amazing how little some things change in 2000 years!
Ignore him. Follow me.
HERESY!
Remember the good times you had and the joy they brought you. You can morn there loss and celebrate the life they had as well and it helps make the pain lessen.
I do remember the good times, and that's what's tearing me up is there were always good times.
He's still alive inside your memory's as long as you keep the warm memory's you have alive in your head. I know its hard and a lot of the time its just feels like everything is depression but if you keep remembering the happy times you will feel happier for having him in your life and the memory's you got.
Starting again with the religious talk, eh? Not that I want to get you into that stuff again. Still, here's a frame from Craig Thompson's brilliant graphic novel brick'o'book "Habibi" for your consideration.
I feel like a pig shat in my head!
I must learn to drink less... right after I've consumed some hair of the dog that bit me last night.
I know what you need.
Once I sit down and play them, I always have a blast.
superhappyexcitement++ !
Of course 5 minutes after I booked everything, I thought to check the weather forecast:
Eh, rain schmain. This is going to be an awesome little getaway, hurricane and typhoon warnings be damned!
Your lives are so much richer for knowing that.