As an introductory note, I am going to inform you all that I do not myself refer to God Almighty as my nigga... all the time. lol. no really I don't do it out loud because I know it bothers people, but even then I actually don't do it that much when talking to myself. Which is why I am doing this blog in particular tonight. STFU, so what if I talk to myself nigga, we all got our problems! lol.
In a world of "freedom of speech" there happen to be, certain things you won't find yourself saying in any situation for a lack of popularity. Right now, i'm talking about God, in relationship to us as humans, regardless of religious belief. Basic principles in any given religion place God in a position of authority. Whether it be primarily as Creator, Maintainer, or Judge, he usually is the Man all must answer to. However, in the Christian Faith, God comes down to Earth in the form of his son. (we're not gonna have this argument) As Jesus he creates a brotherhood, and places a morally higher standard of living, in his name as the road to heaven.
What does any of this have to do with Freedom of Speech? well i'm combining the Church and the oh-so-controversial n-word into one topic so as to prove a few points in one. The way that I see it, (get ready for an opinion) God was God before language. If that is the case, then how is it that words meant to offend other humans can be seen as offensive to God? Not that deep of a question, but it does lead to me asking, Isn't sin more about wanting to displease God?
Don't even come at me on the tip like, "Why is he thinkin bout God all of a sudden?" because more than 50% of Americans and well over 50% of the World claim to believe in God. So by that standard you guys think about him too. Really though, what better motivation than God to be the best You that you Are?
Back to Blog- now you can answer my question about sin with a simple yes or no. However, in answering the question, there are certain ideas you are accepting, and others that people tend to throw in by default. The question has to be answered based on whether or not you believe intent plays a major role in sin.
In my opinion, intent does play a major role in sin, but I like to argue that it plays the only role in sin. I know that what I argue is fundamentally wrong, but I actually don't mind being wrong. I like when I say things that other people have to search their souls to account for.
The easiest biblical reference I could use to support my claims would be be King David. I could use anyone from Abraham to Isaac to Israel. However, David is the easiest to use because of what is in his story as the Bible tells it.
But actually, I'm too tired to tell his story right now in relation to my point...
if you want to learn about your freedom to claim God as ya nigga, tune in 2mar and I'll put it down for ya in part 2 of this jawn here.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
The Last Poem i ever wrote.
yep its 2 in tha mornin, and here i am thinking negative thoughts.
well actually when i started this it was 2 in tha morn, and i wasn't really upset, just couldn't think of anything good for me. but i would be stuntin if I pretended that I wasn't gonna post this blog because I feel a little better. Lol.
This is the Last Real Poem I ever wrote... if we're friends on Facebook, chances are you've seen it... and this one means a lot to me, because it's the most emotionally open I've ever been in my life.
God's Humor
If its God's Humor you just have to let it be.
Only God knows the consecutive nights I cried
when Poppy died
it became a part of the way i would sleep
think about him, lay in bed, soak my pillow
it stopped the day i pretended he left
left of his own free will,
and that he would be back again one day.
It is so funny, It isn't in me to fear death
but I want for everyone else 2 have invincibility on their day
I'm weak... I'd rather pretend against the truth
then let someone just disappear
I'd rather say they moved past me
they had something better to do with their life
than to live in misery with me.
It just makes me feel like....
they are happy
well actually when i started this it was 2 in tha morn, and i wasn't really upset, just couldn't think of anything good for me. but i would be stuntin if I pretended that I wasn't gonna post this blog because I feel a little better. Lol.
This is the Last Real Poem I ever wrote... if we're friends on Facebook, chances are you've seen it... and this one means a lot to me, because it's the most emotionally open I've ever been in my life.
God's Humor
If its God's Humor you just have to let it be.
Only God knows the consecutive nights I cried
when Poppy died
it became a part of the way i would sleep
think about him, lay in bed, soak my pillow
it stopped the day i pretended he left
left of his own free will,
and that he would be back again one day.
It is so funny, It isn't in me to fear death
but I want for everyone else 2 have invincibility on their day
I'm weak... I'd rather pretend against the truth
then let someone just disappear
I'd rather say they moved past me
they had something better to do with their life
than to live in misery with me.
It just makes me feel like....
they are happy
Monday, September 15, 2008
Anxious
Not the blog i was gonna do next, but i got to take this test at 6 tomorrow, which means i'm not gonna get much sleep. I wish i was asleep right now, but im too anxious to take this test, so im gonna probly take a power nap and wake up around 4 or somethin...
Im anxious. I have nothing to say and everything to think about. Anxious. Because I know I really don't care about 95 percent of the things I care about. Anxious. Because I believe that if I want it i should have it. Anxious. Because since i fear so little, the only thing i fear, is that I won't be afraid when I should. Anxious. Because ever since being down here, I went from doing things without saying anything, to only saying things, and not having the means to do them. Anxious. Because that last one is so applicable to my life right now, I just got angry thinking about it. Anxious. Im typing hard as hell right fucking now and nobody knows it. Anxious. Because I feel like I'm giving off the vibe that I don't care what people think, and if you can't fake that in this world, how the fuck are you going to get anywhere in life? Anxious... because i smiled at that last one, and am back to normal... I've got places to be...
Is what its
not s'posed 2 be.
Anxious became my poetry.
Im anxious. I have nothing to say and everything to think about. Anxious. Because I know I really don't care about 95 percent of the things I care about. Anxious. Because I believe that if I want it i should have it. Anxious. Because since i fear so little, the only thing i fear, is that I won't be afraid when I should. Anxious. Because ever since being down here, I went from doing things without saying anything, to only saying things, and not having the means to do them. Anxious. Because that last one is so applicable to my life right now, I just got angry thinking about it. Anxious. Im typing hard as hell right fucking now and nobody knows it. Anxious. Because I feel like I'm giving off the vibe that I don't care what people think, and if you can't fake that in this world, how the fuck are you going to get anywhere in life? Anxious... because i smiled at that last one, and am back to normal... I've got places to be...
Is what its
not s'posed 2 be.
Anxious became my poetry.
Friday, September 12, 2008
Before Morality
Damn never thought a blog would be Me. But here I am sharing my thoughts as noone in particular with noone in particular. Funny Shit.
As a topic for this first Blog... I'm gonna explore a hypothesis i read as a child... It might not exactly be one, but fuck it, because I read it and I'm gonna treat it as such in my own damn way.
Does anybody remember Roald Dahl? yeah, he wrote James and the Giant Peach? he had another book about Giants that I never finished reading. I stopped reading it when I got to a specific part of the book. One of the Giants asked the "hero" if he knew something in particular that started to make me think, and might make you all think too. If I remember correctly he said, " Did you know that in all the world no other animal on earth commits murder of their same species besides humans?" It had to do with the "hero" calling the Giants savage, and in their defense... that's the name of the book... BFG, the Big Friendly Giant. Sorry, but I'm not about to start over because I just remembered the name. Well to continue... in defense of his Giant brethren, the BFG said that as cruel and unusual as the rest of his kind seemed, they would never murder another Giant, even him as odd as he was with all of his "human" characteristics. That is something I've thought about since i was in, maybe 4th or 5th grade.
What do I think about this? well, I believe this is true in quite a few ways. we will kill over SO many issues that do not pertain to survival that whether or not the BFG was wrong, we do look sad in comparison. This, surprisingly enough, isn't what I think about for the most part. When it comes to this issue I think about Nature. More in the idea of how could this become natural for human beings than in the idea of "this is wrong" and "we are better than this". (all of which I believe is bullshit mentality.) Actually, I decided to take this for what it was, and try and figure out how we could get to such a state.
By way of half-ideas and random thought, over the past 9-10 years of my life, I decided that Population control was the simplest, most effective reason for the prevalence of murderous behavior in human society as opposed to other species. It seems like a fucked up Conclusion to make huh? Don't lie, because I think it is, and I made it. I made it without hindering myself with moral obligations hence the title Before Morality... and if you want to know the reasoning behind my Conclusion, you Mofoz are gonna have to leave some comments or something so I can feel secure that I am not really just talking to myself on the Internet. I will explain myself in my next Blog... if there is one.
To be continued... or (dis)continued...
As a topic for this first Blog... I'm gonna explore a hypothesis i read as a child... It might not exactly be one, but fuck it, because I read it and I'm gonna treat it as such in my own damn way.
Does anybody remember Roald Dahl? yeah, he wrote James and the Giant Peach? he had another book about Giants that I never finished reading. I stopped reading it when I got to a specific part of the book. One of the Giants asked the "hero" if he knew something in particular that started to make me think, and might make you all think too. If I remember correctly he said, " Did you know that in all the world no other animal on earth commits murder of their same species besides humans?" It had to do with the "hero" calling the Giants savage, and in their defense... that's the name of the book... BFG, the Big Friendly Giant. Sorry, but I'm not about to start over because I just remembered the name. Well to continue... in defense of his Giant brethren, the BFG said that as cruel and unusual as the rest of his kind seemed, they would never murder another Giant, even him as odd as he was with all of his "human" characteristics. That is something I've thought about since i was in, maybe 4th or 5th grade.
What do I think about this? well, I believe this is true in quite a few ways. we will kill over SO many issues that do not pertain to survival that whether or not the BFG was wrong, we do look sad in comparison. This, surprisingly enough, isn't what I think about for the most part. When it comes to this issue I think about Nature. More in the idea of how could this become natural for human beings than in the idea of "this is wrong" and "we are better than this". (all of which I believe is bullshit mentality.) Actually, I decided to take this for what it was, and try and figure out how we could get to such a state.
By way of half-ideas and random thought, over the past 9-10 years of my life, I decided that Population control was the simplest, most effective reason for the prevalence of murderous behavior in human society as opposed to other species. It seems like a fucked up Conclusion to make huh? Don't lie, because I think it is, and I made it. I made it without hindering myself with moral obligations hence the title Before Morality... and if you want to know the reasoning behind my Conclusion, you Mofoz are gonna have to leave some comments or something so I can feel secure that I am not really just talking to myself on the Internet. I will explain myself in my next Blog... if there is one.
To be continued... or (dis)continued...
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