Sunday, December 20, 2009

The Art of Worship

Take a moment to ponder the word “Christian”. If you pull it apart into two separate pieces, you get “Christ” and “-ian”. We know Jesus Christ to the savior of men, but the following half is more ambiguous. It tends to mean “-like” in almost every instance it is used. So, putting the pieces back together, we have “Christ-like” as an alternate interpretation of the phrase.

Now consider the idea of Jesus and God as one being, torn apart by incarnation. At this point, the word “Christian” can be effectively viewed as “God-like”. As of Year One (Not really, I’m just playing… It was way before that.), creation went down like this:
“In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, blah blah blah…” Genesis 1:1-2a (NIV)
God was a creator. In fact, he was The Creator. However, he blessed us with the ability to mimic that characteristic in a way.
“Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents.” Ephesians 5:1 (Message)
Every time we take something from within us and turn it into a piece of art (no matter what it may be), we become creators with God.

Show God you want to be more like him. Make the world a better place. Let art become a part of your everyday routine. He appreciates it.

Not to mention it’s pretty flippin’ rad.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

I'm all about:

-Hanging out [with you].
-Talking [with you].
-Flirting [with you].
-Giving you too much information.
-Dancing [with you].
-Sharing [with you].
-Laughing [with you].
-Being [with you].

OK - Mute Math

Down on my knees down on my face
You just say it's ok
So many days I've thrown away
You just say it's ok
I don't think I could ever repay
Your perfect grace, but it's ok

It's ok, It's ok
It's ok, It's ok
You've become my embrace
Just tell me it's ok

Your precious words intoxicate
A heart that aches; it's ok
You don't recall my past mistakes
You just say it's ok
The human mind can't calculate
Your perfect grace, but it's ok

Even though you've seen a thousand times
I've let you down
You're always there if I should call your name
You're unashamed, unashamed 

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Nevada Pre-Order Chaos

Joshua "Josh Dies" Porter is the lead vocalist of my favorite band, Showbread. He is a bit of a renaissance man in the larger picture, though. His talents include writing musical genius, design and fiction writing. He has written two novels and a children's book entitled The Spinal Cord Perception, Nevada and The Insect, respectively.

In 2006, I had the privilege of reading Josh's first book, The Spinal Cord Perception. It was a thought-provoking and dark journey through the eyes of a broke substitute teacher. Ever since I finished it, I have awaited a new release from Josh. When I heard the news that Nevada would be released toward the end of November this year, I knew right away I had to order it as soon as possible.


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The book was originally only expected as a paperback edition, but soon after the announcement of Nevada's release, fans were made aware of a limited edition of the novel. It was said to be only printed in one run of 50 hardcover copies, hand numbered and signed by the author for fifty dollars.

As soon as the announcement was made, the internet was rife with buzz about the deluxe edition. I had planned from the beginning on gladly offering up my fifty bones for a copy (mostly for those coveted 1-50 numbers). As a Showbread fan, I knew that the numbers would, in effect, give me status or bragging rights in the Bread Head community.

Josh told the world on Wednesday, November 18th that pre-orders would be made available the next day. A fellow fan and friend of mine, Sir Jeremy Waterman, was utterly disappointed by his obligation to previously planned appointments, scheduled for that day. Through the course of that Wednesday evening, I convinced myself to be the good friend and offer to order the super-special edition for him since he was going to be busy. He accepted and appeared to be totally stoked.

When I made the decision to make this pre-order happen for the two of us, I felt the need to order a copy for Jeremy prior to my own purchase simply out of what I considered to be good friendship. This way, if something happened and one of us didn't get the book, I would end up the one without a copy and not my friend.

As it turns out, Josh grossly underestimated the interest in his hardcover edition and the books oversold in about five minutes. The good news was that I made it through both transactions safe and sound. Just a few minutes later, however, I was notified via email that my order had been refunded. Here was the message:
"We are terribly sorry to inform you that the NEVADA LIMITED EDITION BUNDLE has sold out before your order was processed. please accept a full refund and visit showbread.net to read about an offer as a token of our apology."
The first thing I thought to do was check to see if Jeremy's order had received the same refund. After several times refreshing his account... Nothing. Sooner or later, I came to a hard realization:

Jeremy got the hardcover, hand-numbered, author-signed limited edition and I didn't.

I was crushed for a moment in time. Honestly, my body was filled with every sort of emotion one could be filled with. Sadness, anger, frustration, relief, happiness, laughter, madness. It was all there in some form. I thought to myself "How could this happen to me? I'm not supposed to be the one who loses out on these things..."

I gave myself time of reflection. Did I really need to spend my spare cash on a super-extra-special edition of the book? No. Would I be any more of a fan if I had one of the numbers inside the cover? No. Would I enjoy the standard edition just as much as the fancy copy? Yes.

Could I learn something from my experience? Yes.

The Holy Spirit had been with me that whole time, teaching me a lesson that needed to be learned. From Jeremy going out of town to me offering to order in his stead. From the impression I had earlier that day to order his first to the swift sale of the novels. It was all done for a reason and I'm here to tell you why.

Selflessness.

I had been given every opportunity to give the gift of selfishness to myself from the get go. The human instinct is to do for self first and for others second, but I felt a strange desire to do the opposite that night. Although Josh's book is hardly valuable to most, The Holy Spirit was teaching me that none of the things I thought were important really mattered in the grand scheme--that it was all orchestrated for me to learn the value of humility and self-sacrifice.

Through all the frustration, it was a lesson I very much appreciate even now as I'm writing this entry. Christ has called us to endure and to put others' best interests before our own. Don't forget... That's exactly what he did when he was beaten and killed for us.

At that, I will leave you with this:
"I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me." - Matthew 25:40
CJ

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Extroverted Intuitive Feeling Perceiving [ENFP]

This is the result of my Myers-Briggs personality test and it is insane how legit it is. I will highlight parts for those of you who don't want to read the whole thing, but just the important parts. The last paragraph is especially important. Sorry for length.
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As an ENFP, your primary mode of living is focused externally, where you take things in primarily via your intuition. Your secondary mode is internal, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit in with your personal value system.

ENFPs are warm, enthusiastic people, typically very bright and full of potential. They live in the world of possibilities, and can become very passionate and excited about things. Their enthusiasm lends them the ability to inspire and motivate others, more so than we see in other types. They can talk their way in or out of anything. They love life, seeing it as a special gift, and strive to make the most out of it.

ENFPs have an unusually broad range of skills and talents. They are good at most things which interest them. Project-oriented, they may go through several different careers during their lifetime. To onlookers, the ENFP may seem directionless and without purpose, but ENFPs are actually quite consistent, in that they have a strong sense of values which they live with throughout their lives. Everything that they do must be in line with their values. An ENFP needs to feel that they are living their lives as their true Self, walking in step with what they believe is right. They see meaning in everything, and are on a continuous quest to adapt their lives and values to achieve inner peace. They're constantly aware and somewhat fearful of losing touch with themselves. Since emotional excitement is usually an important part of the ENFP's life, and because they are focused on keeping "centered", the ENFP is usually an intense individual, with highly evolved values.

An ENFP needs to focus on following through with their projects. This can be a problem area for some of these individuals. Unlike other Extraverted types, ENFPs need time alone to center themselves, and make sure they are moving in a direction which is in sync with their values. ENFPs who remain centered will usually be quite successful at their endeavors. Others may fall into the habit of dropping a project when they become excited about a new possibility, and thus they never achieve the great accomplishments which they are capable of achieving.

Most ENFPs have great people skills. They are genuinely warm and interested in people, and place great importance on their inter-personal relationships. ENFPs almost always have a strong need to be liked. Sometimes, especially at a younger age, an ENFP will tend to be "gushy" and insincere, and generally "overdo" in an effort to win acceptance. However, once an ENFP has learned to balance their need to be true to themselves with their need for acceptance, they excel at bringing out the best in others, and are typically well-liked. They have an exceptional ability to intuitively understand a person after a very short period of time, and use their intuition and flexibility to relate to others on their own level.

Because ENFPs live in the world of exciting possibilities, the details of everyday life are seen as trivial drudgery. They place no importance on detailed, maintenance-type tasks, and will frequently remain oblivous to these types of concerns. When they do have to perform these tasks, they do not enjoy themselves. This is a challenging area of life for most ENFPs, and can be frustrating for ENFP's family members.

An ENFP who has "gone wrong" may be quite manipulative - and very good it. The gift of gab which they are blessed with makes it naturally easy for them to get what they want. Most ENFPs will not abuse their abilities, because that would not jive with their value systems.

ENFPs sometimes make serious errors in judgment. They have an amazing ability to intuitively perceive the truth about a person or situation, but when they apply judgment to their perception, they may jump to the wrong conclusions.

ENFPs who have not learned to follow through may have a difficult time remaining happy in marital relationships. Always seeing the possibilities of what could be, they may become bored with what actually is. The strong sense of values will keep many ENFPs dedicated to their relationships. However, ENFPs like a little excitement in their lives, and are best matched with individuals who are comfortable with change and new experiences.

Having an ENFP parent can be a fun-filled experience, but may be stressful at times for children with strong Sensing or Judging tendancies. Such children may see the ENFP parent as inconsistent and difficult to understand, as the children are pulled along in the whirlwind life of the ENFP. Sometimes the ENFP will want to be their child's best friend, and at other times they will play the parental authoritarian. But ENFPs are always consistent in their value systems, which they will impress on their children above all else, along with a basic joy of living.

ENFPs are basically happy people. They may become unhappy when they are confined to strict schedules or mundane tasks. Consequently, ENFPs work best in situations where they have a lot of flexibility, and where they can work with people and ideas. Many go into business for themselves. They have the ability to be quite productive with little supervision, as long as they are excited about what they're doing.

Because they are so alert and sensitive, constantly scanning their environments, ENFPs often suffer from muscle tension. They have a strong need to be independent, and resist being controlled or labelled. They need to maintain control over themselves, but they do not believe in controlling others. Their dislike of dependence and suppression extends to others as well as to themselves.

ENFPs are charming, ingenuous, risk-taking, sensitive, people-oriented individuals with capabilities ranging across a broad spectrum. They have many gifts which they will use to fulfill themselves and those near them, if they are able to remain centered and master the ability of following through.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Note to Self: Who Am I? pt. 5



The following is the conclusion to a multi-part blog entry. Click here for the introduction, here for part 1, here for part 2, here for part 3, or here for part 4.
When I returned to church the first time, I knew there was something that was going to draw me in again. The second time my interest grew stronger. The third time, I saw a revelation: I had always known who I was. The explanation for having never become a "member" of a group was simple--none of the things I found there could define me. There was something different about me in those days which became apparent to me entering the doors of my church so many years later. God defined me.

It was when I left Him that things made no sense.

Growing up, I always felt like I was headed in the right direction, but never seemed to get closer to God, so turning my back on Him seemed to be the right thing to do. I had to find the "reset button" as my new friend, Dave, put it as we talked for some time. I had been offered everything the system had to give in terms of Christianity, but never found a true relationship. Commitment without relationship is worse than anything else you have ever endured.

Even now I feel like I was meant to leave God's side. I needed to leave my childhood behind and start a journey of my own. The truth is that now, I see more clearly than ever before and I have pure focus. Now I can stand up and live my life with faith above all other acts. I wouldn't give up the last year for the world because those moments helped me to find who I really am.

I am God's chosen vessel.

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Wednesday, November 11, 2009

This.

I went to take a nap at 6:30 PM and didn't get up til 6 AM. Good one. Sorry to anyone who expected my latest blog to go up...

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Note to Self: Who Am I? pt. 4



The following is part one to a multi-part blog entry. Click here for the introduction, here for part 1, here for part 2, or here for part 3.

In the end of August, I moved away from New Mexico--where I had lived for the last year. My sister and I had held many a conversation about spirituality and its relevance. The same could be said about my best friend there, Keith Baugh. Only we talked much about philosophy and psychology as well. After awhile, those things deteriorate the ability to believe in anything metaphysical such as a deity. This brought me to the days when I would suggest to myself that my love for God was all summoned... That it was all a lie. I was convinced that any experience I had in the church was an act.

So I left New Mexico in a new state of mind: I was going to leave the faith.

I figured that I had nothing to believe in simply because everything I could possibly believe in or about God could be explained away with science. Or even that those who defended the belief did nothing but leave it up to "faith". Statements like "I know just because I know" or "You haven't FELT God like I have" seem to hold no water with me. So I proposed that I would live my life without God. Two months later, I began shuffling into my old church out of curiosity, but left with a new point of view: it was time for me to find who I was once and for all.

Come back on Tuesday, November 10th, 2009 to find out what's next.

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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Note to Self: Who Am I? pt. 3



The following is part one to a multi-part blog entry. Click here for the introduction or here for part 1 or here for part 2.
I was raised in a strictly conservative household. I remember thinking that Bill Clinton was the next worst thing to the anti-Christ. I remember going to a rally for Bob Dole in what must have been late 1996 even. So when I suggested to my family mid-way through last year I would be voting Democratic, it was no surprise that I didn't get the world's most welcoming reception.

I had begun to think for myself. I didn't want anything to do with anyone training me to feel or think in any particular way. So I adopted the method of researching things I knew nothing about. It turns out that most of us have a pretty skewed vision of the world. I learned all I could about what was going on. But the hunger to be liberated politically was quickly replaced.

I no longer had use for the faith of my fathers. I still believed it wholeheartedly, but began to acknowledge to myself that each faith and practice is flawed. My quest at this time was to examine the flaws of the things I was taught as a child.

To start out, it was things that were trivial. Things like language. I hypothesized that if God was there listening to the words coming out of my mouth, he had a lot bigger things to deal with than whether I said something was badass or had a couple beers after work. I just felt and to this day feel that those things are unimportant in the big picture.

For what I would say was about a year, I was in limbo with my faith, progressively moving from one theory to the next. But when August rolled around, I finally decided that I had no reason to believe any of what was instilled in me from such a young age.

Part 4 available Saturday, November 7th, 2009.
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Friday, October 30, 2009

The Time is Now

Almost two months' worth of blood, sweat and tears and it all comes down to this. In less than an hour, a switch will be flipped, the lights will go on and a "GRAND OPENING" sign placed on the facade. I pray everything goes according to plan. I know there are a lot of things that are less than ideal, but this is my baby. To see it fail or do poorly would be devastating.

God, just do me a solid here and make this work in the best way possible.
Amen.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

SUCCESS

For those of you who subscribed to my blog, the feed should be fixed, but you might have to re-subscribe.

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

No series post today.

Unfortunately, I have been caught up in some pretty heavy maintenance on the Raw Rock Militia website. This has caused me to delay posting as planned. I will attempt to get the next post completed as soon as possible.

In the meantime, check out this totally rad banner made by Peter Rollo:



Peter, if you ever read this, thank you sososo much! If you're looking to create any sort of legit website or graphics, talk to Peter! You can contact him here!

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Note to Self: Who Am I? pt. 2



The following is part one to a multi-part blog entry. Click here for the introduction or here for part 1.

As of late, I have been following my own path. I had decided that I was to let no one make my thoughts for me. This is a very difficult thing to decide. It begins with a story.

I spent my whole childhood doing and believing what I was told. "I was raised in church. Therefore, I am a Christian." This is just one of the things I identified with growing up. And of course, I was the kid who played the Christian game perfectly. Stand when it's time... Cry when it's time... Sing in the choir... Never speak my disapproval. I suppose I thought that to question authority or teaching was to be completely insubordinate. That was wrong of me and created a byproduct: a lack of anything learned first-hand.

So, I knew everything about my faith simply based on what I had been told. I almost never read the Bible, but professed to know it well. This brought me to question my moral and political upbringing. It all seemed so simulated. At the moment when I realized this, I began to step into a bigger, more informed world. The world of liberation.

Keep a close eye on The Paper Bag blog for new entries. A new installment of "Note to Self: Who Am I?" will be available Tuesday, October 27, 2009.
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Jeremy Bentham.

Lost season 4 sticks out to me. It may be because the story comes together for the survivors of Oceanic 815 more than ever. Or possibly the fact that the flashbacks from the previous seasons were abandoned (in large part) for favor of "flashforwards." Or maybe it was the fact that the season only lasted for 14 episodes.

Needless to say, an abbreviated blurb is in order.

Although it was shorter, this season brought a lot of maturity to the story. A lot of questions are answered for us and that's great. I find it especially intriguing for a television show to use flashforwards like this does. We really know nothing about what's going on in the future until close to the end of the season. And it's like a hook every time--you don't understand, but you crave an insider's view and continue watching to hopefully find clues to the puzzle.

Ultimately, I want to know more about what's happening after they leave the island more than the story of their rescue.

Why is the name "Jeremy Bentham" introduced at the conclusion? Who is he? Is he who he appears to be?

Friday, October 23, 2009

Serving.

There's more glory to be seen and savored through suffering
Than ever was through self-serving escape.
Self-sacrifice is easily the most important virtue a Christ-follower can possess. In its true form, self-sacrifice and love coexist. Love was commanded by Christ. Everyone seems to know the verse "...and the greatest of these is love." Right? But here's an interesting story I learned about on Wednesday evening: the story of James and John.

So one day, these two guys walk up to Jesus and they say, "Teacher... We want you to do something for us." Jesus, of course, responds with, "*Sigh* I'll see what I can do. What is it?" Turns out they asked him if they could be his second and third in command in the Kingdom of God. It's like HOLY CRAPOLA! WHO DOES THAT???

Jesus comes back with a response that is both wise and beautiful. He answers:
"You know that those who are regarded as rulers of the Gentiles lord it over them, and their high officials exercise authority over them. Not so with you. Instead, whoever wants to become great among you must be your servant, and whoever wants to be first must be slave of all."
 Essentially, he's saying, "Look, guys. I appreciate your question. But the truth is that in your heart and in the Kingdom, things work differently than they do in governments and societies on Earth. Before you can hold position under me or truly be called great, you have to humble yourself below all the people you meet. Do all that you can to be selfless and caring toward everyone you meet. Then you will gain favor with me and among men."

I find this really intriguing, simply because almost no one follows this command. Although Christ told us to do it, even the best Christians struggle to serve everyone they meet.

My question to you is: Do you do everything you can to serve others? Is it particularly hard for you? Easy?
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Note to Self: Who Am I? pt. 1



The following is part one to a multi-part blog entry. Click here to read the introduction.

One thing that we all are subjected to is education. We each make our way through to high school and beyond. School is a great and terrible place--it gives us some of the most vivid memories of our lives, but also subjects us to an abundance of peer pressure. I never felt the push that most do to fit into a particular group. The thought of this recently got me to reflecting and asking myself why...

This can be attributed to two things. Either an oblivious nature or an effort to remain a non-conformist.

When I say "oblivious," I mean that perhaps I fit into a group without realizing it. Maybe I was a nerdy kid. Maybe I fit in with the Christian group. Maybe I was one of the outcasts. This is unlikely, however, as I had befriended most of the people in the school. Most of my closest friends, in fact, weren't even friends with each other.

The other option, of course, is that I had some sort of innate ability to avoid following the crowd. I suppose it is possible that I had no desire to do as my peers were doing in fear that my life would become  a mere attempt at fitting in.

The truth is that both of these are valid speculations. I suspect that both are true to a point. I may have been grouped with the Christian kids, but in truth, I never had a need to fit in with that group either. Somehow, I think there is a missing piece to this puzzle... The picture just doesn't look quite complete.

Follow closely. Part two will be available Saturday, October 24th.
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Monday, October 19, 2009

Jacob Loves You.

I just capped off season three. It was a great comeback over season two. This season, there was adventure, excitement and an unpredictable plot. Notably, we got to see John's triumphant return as the man with a dream--a man with faith. Also, Desmond became a much larger role in our cast with some episodes ("Flashes Before Your Eyes" in particular) dedicated almost entirely to his story.

Possibly the most important difference between this and previous seasons is the exposition. We finally get to meet all (or most) of the others. Their stories begin to unfold before us and we start to understand that they are less of an entity and more of a people. They have thoughts and concerns just as Jack, Claire and Sun do. Character development in this season was a big plus.

-All signs point to the island being somehow disconnected from reality. There is something surreal in this story.
-Charlie and Desmond have developed some sort of strange closeness due to Desmond's newfound responsibility to Charlie. Desmond must decide what tradeoffs are acceptable, as each move he makes has the ability to change the future for both Charlie and the rest of the group.
-We "meet" Jacob for the first time. However, at this point I'm sure no one really knows who or what he is. My question is why does the Season Three box set say "Jacob Loves You" on the cover?
-Things end in a very interesting way. Possibly one of the best season finales I have ever seen. "Through the Looking Glass, parts 1 and 2" gave you a very good balance of feel-good storyline and thought-provoking "flashbacks".

Overall, I may have to consider this season to be my favorite. Even though Ben seems to be a loony in general, the rest of the cast seems to care for each other and they are beginning to acknowledge it.

Bonus: (If you haven't seen Season one, don't read this) What ever happened to the empty casket Jack found? He saw his father in the first season, but since midway through, nothing has developed in that part of the plot.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Note to Self: Who Am I? intro


The following is the introduction to a multi-part blog entry. Please check back regularly for updates.
All my life I've been searching for something,
Something never comes never leads to nothing,
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close...
Life is a new experience for each of us. You may think this is a stretch, but I feel differently. Every moment in each person's life is liminal; from second to second, nothing will ever be the same. The only true continuity between all our lives is this: the journey lasts our whole life through and is both personal and spiritual. The purpose of this journey is quite clear to me. We are all going through things of varying degrees of pain, happiness and neutrality to help us better answer the question, "Who am I?"

I am finally on the brink of adequately answering this question for myself. I have made it twenty-two years before such an answer was possible, but I feel each life experience--each heartbreak and each celebration--has brought me closer to understanding who, how and why I was made to be.

Through the next several entries, beginning Wednesday October 21st, you can read along as I explore my journey through rant, confession and revelation.
...Closer to the prize at the end of the rope.

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Saturday, October 17, 2009

Simplicity.

I spent a bit of time browsing through images this evening, I couldn't help but come back to the idea that life is complex today...


photo by:  armene
...Much more complex than it was intended. Or at least that's my best guess. People are forced to go this way and that, constantly running errands and trying to make up for lost time. Why is it that in this life you are expected to wake up and go work the majority of your waking hours until you retire--until you're too old to work? I just don't understand how simplicity was replaced by hustle and bustle.
Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity!  I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand instead of a million count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb-nail.  ~Henry David Thoreau

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Pearl.

Season two is very, very different from the first season. It is much darker in the regard that nothing goes according to plan. When things do turn out for the better, it comes at great cost to someone on the island. Some of the things I have to say are this:

-Many new characters being introduced--which is a little disconcerting--leads the viewer to ask if the writers didn't have enough material to make the season last 24 episodes.
-The fact that Sawyer had the upper hand at one point is quickly forgotten as the line of command stays virtually the same.
-The most intriguing aspect of this show is that the story continues to expand itself; stories you thought you knew were only partially told in season one.
-What are the tests the others performed on Walt and why did they suggest that he is far too abnormal for their liking?
-Who will return for season three? The roster is completely up in the air.

Overall, I must say that season two has turned out to be quite a let-down. A lot is to be had in this season, but there is just far too much death for my taste.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

4 8 15 16 23. 42.

I just finished the first season. So far, the series is nothing too new, but the characters' stories bring the show to life.

-My favorite so far is the story of Hurley and his numbers. It is fascinating to me that these numbers seem to breathe meaning into everything that's happening on the island. Without them, there is no purpose or backbone to the storyline.
-I love the chemistry between Claire and Charlie. I was so sad when she came back and didn't remember what they'd been before. However, it seems as though nothing has changed despite her handicap. I love Charlie's courage in the face of love.
-I also love John's adventurous faith. His discovery is my biggest curiosity.

The rest of them are lame. JK

Cassi doesn't yet know this is something I've been up to, so try to keep it on the DL.

I'm too much...

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

10:07:09

-The Kingdom of God is within both us and God. Inside us is a microcosm of what the Kingdom looks like.

-It's okay to be ourselves. God thinks it's great that we have things we enjoy to watch/do/take part in. Those things are important and meaningful. However, all allegiances must be subservient to our allegiance to God. Anything that takes precedence over it or that does not correspond with it is out of the will of God and, therefore, separates us from him.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Here we are.

It's the top of the 12th inning with no outs and tied 5-5.

Who knows where it will go...

LET'S GO TIGERS!

Friday, October 2, 2009

Today is what it is.

My nephew was admitted to the hospital for a possible staph infection.

https://www.google.com/health/ref/MRSA

I am headed up to see him. We're gonna watch the Tigers win the division tonight.

Also, I got A LOT done yesterday on my project. XD Give me congratulatory comments!

PCE

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Tell me...

What should  do to get myself out of the "mode" I'm in?

"Mode"=procrastination.

Dear [X],

How dare you come at me like that!
I've done nothing but try to be decent to you.
But you ditched me in favor of my best friend
And you have never cared for my well-being.
You are a deceitful little bitch.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Untitled

Anytime I need to see your face
I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine
Sweet like a drink of cherry cola

I don't need to try to explain;
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again, I might move so slightly
To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball
That I need to, I want to

Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you
When I get to you

Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh, I'd die to find out
Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh I would die to find out

I'm the kind of person who endorses a deep commitment
Getting comfy getting perfect is what I live for
But a look, and then a smell of perfume
It's like I'm down on the floor
And I don't know what I'm in for

Conversation has a time and place
In the interaction of a lover and a mate,
But the time of talking, using symbols, using words
Can be likened to a deep sea diver who is swimming with a raincoat

Come stand a little bit closer
Breathe in and get a bit higher
You'll never know what hit you
When I get to you

Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh, I'd die to find out
Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh I would die to find out

Oooooh yeah, oooh yeah

Anytime I need to see your face
I just close my eyes
And I am taken to a place where your crystal mind and
Magenta feelings take up shelter in the base of my spine
Sweet like a drink of cherry cola

I don't need to try to explain;
I just hold on tight
And if it happens again, I might move so slightly
To the arms and the lips and the face of the human cannonball
That I need to, I want you

Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh, I'd die to find out
Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh I would die to find out

So can we find out?

Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh, I'd die to find out
Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh I would die to find out

Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you
But, ooh, I'd die to find out (I'd die to find out)
Ooh, I want you
I don't know if I need you (ooh can we find out)
But, ooh I'd die to find out

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Long Nights

I have the worst sleep schedule of my entire life at this point in time. I am just preparing to lay down. I have to be up by 9 or so.

I think it's because I like being able to be social with people during the day, but I also really enjoy alone time. I've never enjoyed alone time... What the hell?

One positive ramification is that I get to catch up on The Office. I've heard there's a lot going on in the storyline and I don't want to be behind on the times.

I really like my girlfriend. Like... A LOT. I think it's because I'm super stoked about it but she keeps me level-headed about things as well. When you read this, I want you to know how great I think you are.

Sleepless nights breed nonsense.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Go to sleep, CJ!

Ugh... My goodness! This project takes more energy out of you than you would expect. Learning all kinds of codes and everything just for something so unimportant to most people... I'm not getting paid, so a lot of people think I'm wasting my time.

Maybe one day it will look good on a resume... Also personal experiences/memories, FTW!

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

SG is going to be the death of me.

I will soon be off to shoot photos that make me uncomfortable.

Cool!

Monday, September 21, 2009

The answer is No

Who is She? Is She the Dark Side of the Moon?


I always wondered if He was there all alone.


But now, She has become the Dream I seek,


Evasion and Bliss have become One.




Say "She's the One" and Give Her away to me.


I fail to see the validity in Her objection.