This is where I post just about anything I write, and possibly other things as well later on. Feel free to express your opinions. Enjoy=)
I'm from a uncommonly known state in the USA called New Hampshire. I'm a college student right now. I'm witty, sarcastic, and such... So if I make a remark that sounds odd... It'll be most likely my awesome sarcasm ^-^ I am a believer in Christ, I'm happy to say. So, many things you will see here are based on me, my experience and situations in life, and God, and many others things.
I have decided to permantely move this blog to the side. I'm going to use a different site t hat is more user-friendly. It will remain as the same idea, same blog name, same blog user. I thought about keeping two blogs but then I figured what a hassle that would be. So, yeah, bye bye old blog, hello new:-D
Here is my new blog:
http://transcendingtime.blogdrive.com/
'Patience takes time to live by, just because patience takes patience.'
'Patience dissolves to impatience when you lose patience.'
So Sinple isn't it? People are too quick and impatient so much these days. Its like the world is passing by in our life, before you know it, we'll be dying. We should be patient but come on. We seem to forget a lot that being patient makes us happier. Because then we can ejnjoy ourselves, relax, and not be so tense about every little thing.
Ok, here's a suggestion to test your patience, and it works with me, heheh. Go on the computer, especially if its slow. Then your patients will really be tested. Just sit there, think about stuff, wait it out, relax. Read while you wait if you have to. Hey it might sound like a ridiculous suggestion, but since we all use the computer, it could work.
Point is, be patient. If you want to be patient, with yourself, with others, even with inanitmate objects, just remenmber, it takes time, not overnight...If you don't want life to fly right before you, then get some patience in your life, its makes you think, and appreciate the small moments in life.
To forgive and forget is to forgive and relieve.
Face it, admit it. You know how you feel when you forgive and forget. Don't you? Don't you feel a rush of happiness? Like a big boulder is being lifted off your shoulders, rather, yuor heart. Because when you're feeling tremendeous guilt , you're heart feels heavy, like you can't go on any longer. In order to feel as light as a feather, so to speak, forgiving is one cure that will work wonders. I realize there are things in this world that are so hard to forgive for. If that be the case, your best bet is going to God, knowing and trusting that you are loved and protected in many ways, even if you don't see it.
So don't ever forget the feeling of forgiving. It's one of the best ways of reconnecting with those you have hurt. And do not take it lightly, for forgiving is a serious, honest process.
I once met an older woman who had what I had while at a conference in Georgia. She was married to a handsome man, and had three kids. Two of those three kids also had the same syndrome. When Mom and I were alone she told me she had talked to the woman. Mom found out that the woman never realized she had a syndrome, thereby she wasn't 'labeled'. So I started thinking of what would've happened, how I would have felt, if I were in her position.
Imagine going through life not knowing you had a disease, sickness... Even not categorizing where you stand in smartness, stupidity, and/or mental/physical challenge, or as most know it, disability. How would it make you feel? Happy? Sad? Depressing? Comfusing...? How would I feel, you ask? Well, in my case... Great.
Man. Political civilizattion today are so touchie. During the Bush vs. Gore Presidential Elections, I started to look back. I began to notice a pattern. And it wasn't just for USA elections I noticed the pattern, it was for any election. Even for high schools. Well maybe not that serious for high schools, but I'm just giving an example. It's kind of sad. Can't we all be friends!?!
Politics are like a game. They preach and convince. Lie and cheat. They become sneaky and go clean. They exxagarated their accomplishments from the past, and comfort others. They try to be a so-called friend to gain civilians' trust. They attack their competitors, and try to make them look stupid. They pray, they hope. They win, they lose. Just like a game. A game of life.
~If you have a friend who needs help on learning about life, you are probably there for a reason.
~You never realize how much you love your home, family, and friends, unless your life changes very suddenly.
~You don't realize where you belong until you're taken away from it, or him, or her, or them.
These are just some stuff I came up with... Nothing serious like the others:
~Rain, rain, drops of rain. Drops of rain go insane.
~These bugs really bug me out. Really, they do.
~Busy bees are busy bees. And that's that.
~Did you ever wonder, during the Cold War, if the war was ever really a cold war?
~If school is such a boring experience, then why do we learn so much?
Just when you are absolutely sure that special person will never appear into your life, an extremely unexpected wonder of love pops up. For what is love if there is no waiting and suprise?
Finding that special someone to love is like awaiting to open a gift. The anticipation can become so intense, that you begin to long to know more of what is inside.that you can't help but fantasize what it wil be; who it will be. How you will react when you open it; how you will find the one.
These are quotes I made some time ago when I first started to get serious about writing:
To love one another deeply does not only apply to just that special someone, but to all those that surrounds you... Friends, neighbors, family. Everyone.
Finding that special someone to love is like awaiting to open a gift. The anticipation can become so intense, that you begin to long to know more of what is inside.that you can't help but fantasize what it wil be; who it will be. How you will react when you open it; how you will find the one.
Just when you are absolutely sure that special person will never appear into your life, an extremely unexpected wonder of love pops up. For what is love if there is no waiting and suprise?
I wrote this during the first semester of college Freshmen year. I was feeling really depressed and low about college life. I was missing home so bad, I was having roomate problems, and I felt alone, as if nobody wanted to talk to me. It wasn't a good situation for me. So I sat down and started writing. I couldn't keep it inside anymore, I had to get it out. I ended up with this really cool metaphore about the, well... The vulnerable mind=P
When you're happy, your mind is in white fluffy clouds. When you're sad your mind is in gray clouds. When you're angry your mind is deeper into darker gray clouds, which begins to harden up. When you're holding grudges, your mind begins to cloud up, but this time the clouds become heavier with water. When you're depressed, your mind begins to get black, it begins to tremble, more water begins to build up. When you're so full of hatred and jealousy, your mind full of heavy heavy clouds that are the darkest anyone would dare to see, water begins to build up even more so than ever before. You try to let it out peacefully, yet instead it begins to rain not softly but like needles pinching the earth. If you become so full of hatred, so full of resentment, that you just cannot seem to control it, thunder, and even perhaps lightning will begin to take into effect. This time it will not only be your clouded mind who will turn cold, heavy, and threatening, but also your heart and soul.
That is why God is here. To be there for you in times of change, in times of trouble. Not in life in general, but in you, personally. In your mind, your heart, your soul. It is wise to call unto God for help, for strength, but unwise to call unto ungodly materials, living or dead. God is never busy, but man always seems to find a way out of talking to him.
Thus, in any event in which you feel your mind, heart, and soul becoming heavy do not forget, for He is always there.
And when you do call unto Him, your mind turns to white, pink, and the rainbows of colors.
And the needle-like rain falls down like soft pitter-patter.
God never forgets you.
Don't forget Him.
This is sort of a personal thing to me. I was talking to a friend that I won't name here. And he mentioned that someone told him that when he would die, if he met God, then he would be ok, and then could change his mind and viola, he would convert and be on his way to heaven. This really bothered me that someone would tell him this, and that someone would believe this. The situation was stuck in my mind for awhile, so one night I could take no more of this. And I came up with something like this:
We'd all like to believe that when we die and confront God, we'd have one last chance to confirm, declare, who or what, we believe. That way we know we're safe and sound no matter what happens to us. Right? Truth is, we've been given more than enough moments and chances in life to choose whether we believe in Him or not. God loves each and every being on earth, so much, that he gives us the freedom to do as we please, however wrong or right they are. He would absolutely love for everyone to believe in Him. He has the power to do immense things. But he gave us the freedom to make our decisions of who, and what, we believe in, until the day we die.
You can end your life in two different ways. One can be a death sentence. You will be where evil lurks no matter which way you turn, where you run. But thats just it, you can't run, you can't hide, its everywhere. Sin is the number one holiday, belief, acceptable thing. All the burdens that of which you had on earth will be even greater here. You will never be happy, and if you are, its not pure happyness, but an eerie, evil happyness. No... Happyness is no such word there. It's only evil, haunting laughter. You will not be free to do as you please, go as you please. You will be forever taunted by demons, creatures, and the underscribably evil, sinister, Satan himself. You will be chained, locked up and abused. Congratulated for having chosen them instead of the One feared by all, yet mocked all the same. There is no such thing as nightfall or sunrise there. It is dark all year round, all the time, as long as this place exists. You will never again see the beautiful sunrises and sunsets that every being somewhere in his or her lifetime looks forward to seeing. The air you breathe will be thick and suffocating, not what one would want in the lungs. Fire would burn in the air, it will burn your soul. It will be painful, gruesome. It will be the worst place to ever be in. It will be worse than what its like on earth. You will go through hell for eternity. This place, in fact, is Hell itself.
You can end your life in two different ways. The other way is the rewarding death those who know of look forward to without worry of a death sentence. Evil will be unseen in this place of rewarding. It will be unseen because it wil be no more. All the burdens that of which you had on earth will be forever forgotten. You will feel calm, at ease, no feeling of negativity can pull you down ever again. No doubt, no question, no uncertainty, no despair, no guilt, no feeling of worthlessness, because you are in God's Palace. You will be free to frollick in the beautiful hillsides, watch the sunrise be painted with uncountable colors. No chains will hold you down. You will see no one there punished, ashamed of, abused, mocked at, anything that would occur from below. Laughter will be a popular site to see among the rewarded souls. Singing would consist of many versions. High key, low key, off key. No one will worry about the off key singers, for they are praising to the One all the same. For an off key singer to get the attention of those distracted would almost seem selfish. He doesn't care how you sound, all He cares about is that they are singing. The air you breath will be fresh, and sweet perfume. It will be like sucking fresh oxygen into you after running out of breath. The streets will be of gold. It is not meant to set off the feeling of greed, for greed will be quite usless. It is a beauty to be seen. The feeling will be smooth and soft to touch. The grass the greenest and softest one will ever see. Anyone can run through it barefoot carefree. The wind will be soft to the skin, running softly through your hair. The holidays will consist of rejoicing, praising, loving, kindness, and peace at heart. It will be painless, lively, beautiful. It will be the best place to ever be in. It will be much better than what its like on earth. You will go through glory for eternity. This place, in fact, is Heaven itself.
So, be careful what you wish for. Be careful what you pray. Be careful what you believe. Don't assume what's correct until you read the ultimate evidence to find the answers. The Word. Remember, you have your whole life to make a choice, to follow One or the other. But don't wait in deciding, for you don't know when your life will ever end. Don't wait... Just believe.
I wrote this more as an introduction sort of thing. I had something before 'Imagine being..." but I didnt like it. And it needs major re-editing...I'm talking MAJOR. When I finish the first part, which will be who knows when, I'll let you all know=) Let me know what guys think so far, and please don't be shy about your comments. I will not be offended in any way... As long as there's no cussing and any of that trash.
Imagine being in a strange world, where adventure roam about unexpectedly. Where stories come to be unfolded, keeping you at first less than a bit amused, to the point where you long to know more. Imagine. Imagine yourself as the main character, or any. You are running from an evil force, perhaps an animal, or a crazy guy or woman, or even the devil himself. Imagine. Imagine you're coming to near-death places. As time goes on, you feel like a different you. As if you have achieved higher understanding of yourself, or of everything that surrounds you... Or of life itself. As though you've matured in some way. Imagine. Imagine you have fallen in love in a man or lady but find it hard admitting to it. You are shy. But, somehow, an adventure pulls you two together. You are not the most beautiful, or handsome, creature that you think you are not. You may have a syndrome, challenge, or, to the popular beliefs, have a disability. As time goes on, something special begins to arouse between the two. Perhaps it could appear the other way. The opposite has a sydrome, challenge, or a disablilty. You still are shy around him or her. But, nonetheless fate leads you two together. If it were of an adventure it could be majestic, sci-fi-ish, not totally. Just, imagine the different possibilities. Imagine. Imagine yourself in a peaceful place. You are standing up on top of a mountain, or hill. Maybe a lake is at the bottom. Or possibly an ocean, with its waves crashing and thrashing together and against the wall of the mountain. Imagine the air brushing against your skin. Rustling through your hair. Your eyes are fixed on the sunrise, or if you'd prefer, the sunset. It's color are beyond description, for every sunrise and evey sunset is different. Imagine. Imagine to the very depths. This could read on for pages and pages, for the imaginations are endless. All you have to do, is imagine...