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Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Saturday, June 27, 2015

Thursday, August 22, 2013

R.I.P. to my beautiful & awesome Grandmother--


Mi abuela!  An incredibly generous & beautiful woman, who passed away yesterday at the age of 93.
She lived a full & amazing life.  I hope she is reunited with my Papi, who passed away thirty years ago.  And they are both comforted by the amazing beauty of our Lord & Savior, Jesus the Christ.  No regrets and little sadness.  Mostly I feel blessed to have her generosity & love all these years.
Here I'm posting a photo of her when she was a beautiful young heartbreaker in Bogota, Colombia.

My father flew to Bogota this morning.  I wish I could be there for her memorial & funeral, but it's just not possible. I will, however, pray for her soul in front of & with the company of, Jesus Christ tomorrow evening when I spend an hour with Him in front of the Blessed Sacrament at Eucharistic Adoration.  And of course, she is always in my prayers.  R.I.P. abuela.  I love you.  m//r


Wednesday, June 05, 2013

Current Playlist For the Soundtrack To My Life--


Do not be mistaken by this post, I am NOT suicidal.  Depressed some, maybe.  Pissed off & angry?
Yeah, some. I've been told by a couple of people lately that I seem to be "full of anger."  I wouldn't say that I'm full of anger though.  Like all human being, I am multi-faceted and at times a walking contradiction of myself.  I do want there to be love & understanding at every step of the way in my life.  I do want there to be peace everywhere in the world.  I do want for everyone to get along & work together for the common benefit.  But we all know that you can't always get what you want.  Even the ROLLING STONES knew that!  So some of the time I am extremely angry & bitter & some of the time I'm super positive, optimistic, happy & content.  I suppose that when I was younger, as a little punk rock teenager, I was very angry all the time.  That seemed to be the nature of being punk.  You were angry at society, the world, and the rulers of this fucked up system.  THAT's what punk rock was all about, or so I thought.
But now, today, being a bit older I don't necessarily see things the same way.  Also, being forced to play the hand I've been dealt has given me a different perspective on things.  However I suppose I'm a bit more outspoken when I'm angry, so I see how some friends could convict me of being "full of anger." Because, after all, when you stand accused of something, you must be ready to be convicted.
Still--as always--take care of each other & look out for one another. And enjoy the music here.
We're all in this together. m//r
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NEGLECT


COLD AS LIFE


NEGATIVE APPROACH



GBH


DANZIG

DEATH THREAT

Saturday, June 30, 2012

I Know It's Hard...


...very hard sometimes.  As frustrated as I get, as suicidal as I feel, I just need to remember that I want to live. If for nothing else than to be able to see what will happen around 12-21-2012! I am strangely fascinated to this thesis. I am enthralled, you could say.  But yes, this life is hard, cruel, unfair, uncomfortable, and sickening.  People are treating each other like shit. We misuse & slaughter animals because we like their taste. We treat the earth with the respect of a pile of dog shit. We turned
our backs on God. We worship money, sex, and materialism. I'm so fucking sick of it. Maybe that's part of the reason why I've been on a suicidal death trip for 20 years now. I just don't care, most of the time. I'm a mean, nasty, racist, homophobic, slacker. Slacker times ten. I can stay up all night talking shit about someone, and then sleep in till 3pm the next day. Expecting someone else to buy me groceries, cook me food, and pay my bills.  I just don't really give a fuck most of the fucking time. Seriously. I'm fed up. I've had enough. Tired of being alive more often than not.  This is not a "cry out" for help or anything like that. I don't want your attention or sympathy. Actually, quite the contrary. I would really like to be left alone. I wouldn't mind having my tongue cut out of my head, sans anesthetic, and disposed of.  I don't need to do anymore talking to anyone about anything. Just sick of shit over & over.  But I DO want to live. Which makes this all so confusing. I hate the thought of giving up, throwing the towel in, buying the farm, giving up the ghost, etc.  Keep on keeping on!

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

The Culture of Life vs. The Culture of Death // Anti-Abortion Article--









[This is from a Catholic site I randomly stumbled across]

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That Dark Hole called Enlightenment--

Since the French Revolution we have been spoon-fed the philosophy that extols science and reason while relegating Theology and Spirituality to the Dark Ages. Often the weapon is to look at the intransigence of the church to Copernicus or to remind everyone of the uncompelling views of Christian fundamentalism with respect to literal translations of the bible concerning creation. It is always to poke fun and derision and to ridicule the obvious protruding foreheads of people of Faith.

This purpose of this tome is not to challenge the right of anyone to present critical analysis of Christian thought and praxis. Lord knows, valid criticism always evidences the truth and power of Christ's message as well as the nobility of the human spirit we claim as the likeness of God. No indeed, Christianity can stand on its own strength.

What irks me is that challenge to reason is never made to our "enlightened culture" you know that culture we often like to call the "Culture of Death". We have no criticality because the truth of our culture is a floating, unanchored series of unchallenged assumptions that never undergo scrutiny. When they become indefensible the error is not recognized only forgotten. It happens in every area of Enlightenment attack.

Christian belief has been under steady assault from historical criticism groups like the Jesus Seminar and their every press conference receives blanket coverage. Scholarship, if this is indeed scholarship, must be subjected to its own criticism. The assumptions of the Jesus Seminar, the intellectual prowess of the group and the methods of critical analysis have been under siege by real scholars of the Bible for many years but their rebuttals of conclusions made by the seminar are never allowed to see the light of day. Instead the debate ends with points made to open discussion and nothing published about what happens after that discussion is engaged.

We are under assault by the great revelations of the Dead Sea scrolls. A never-ending litany of releases shows Gnostic thought and structure to a certain point. When it gets into its pagan sourcebook that portion does not see the light of day. Where one might question the theology it is never revealed because it would be immediately obvious that Gnostic Christianity is not original, it is not early in Christian development and it possesses a pantheon of Gods and Goddesses. Even Elaine Pagels (who should be read by everyone) acknowledges the assimilation of Christian beliefs into an earlier specialize religion. But Gnosticism is never challenged. It was always said that "the church" destroyed Gnostic writing for their own purposes but Irenaeus recorded them all as he rejected them. Some of the most insidious forms of worship are recorded for all to see and the Dead Sea scrolls support that statement. The Gnostic writings are interesting history but were never early Christianity.

Here is a news report presented last week on most networks:

A premature baby that doctors say spent less time in the womb than any other surviving infant is to be released from a Florida hospital Tuesday.
Amillia Sonja Taylor was just 9 1/2 inches long and weighed less than 10 ounces when she was born Oct. 24. She was delivered 21 weeks and six days after conception. Full-term births come after 37 to 40 weeks.
Neonatologists who cared for Amillia say she is the first baby known to survive after a gestation period of fewer than 23 weeks.

In our "Culture of Death" we expound a women's right to her body but never the child's rights to an environment in which to live. Fetus is the key neutral word here, demolishing humanity as it morphs the baby into a mere parasite living off the host. What say we of a child of 21 weeks? Doctors assure us that the baby is normal in every way and has been released to sleep at home in its own crib. What do we say of the aborted who will never get that privilege? They are not babies do you say? Oh! Another anomaly falls off the radar. And what of the unique embryo of stem cells that is capable of producing a one of a kind human that can never again be duplicated? What is the difference between 21 minutes and 21 weeks? Are not both unique and unduplicatable? Science please answer that question. Isn't unduplicatable the sign of personhood?