Ladies and Gentlemen,
Welcome to the best, worst, happiest, saddest, wonderful, revulsive time of the year. Today is Christmas Eve, and you know what? The only people who seem to have Christmas spirit are those that are rich enough to pay the exhorbatant fees that retailers charge for hundreds of items that no one truely needs. Bah humbug on you fat, lazy bastards and your iPods and your Hummer H3's. Infact I say bah humbug on anyone contributing to the commercialization of Christmas and I will see you in that special corner of hell dedicated to you.
History Lesson: Christmas 101**.
1. Christmas is a holiday that is celebrated by many religions and affects every section of the world.
2. The date of December 25th comes from Rome and was a celebration of the Italic god, Saturn, and the rebirth of the sun god. This was done long before the birth of Jesus.
3. A simple study of the tactics of the Romish Church reveals that in every case, the church absorbed the customs, traditions and general paganism of every tribe, culture and nation in their efforts to increase the number of people under their control. In short, the Romish church told all of these pagan cultures, "Bring your gods, goddesses, rituals and rites, and we will assign Christian sounding titles and names to them.
So, whats wrong with Christmas?
1. It is assumed that Jesus was born in December. This is a false belief, according to scripture, he was born some time in September.
2. Trees, wreaths, holly, mistletoe and the like are strictly forbidden, as they are pagan and heathen symbols and idols! Yet Christians every year put up a tree and hang wreaths from thier doorways.
3. No where in the Bible does the The Lord ever speak of commemorating his birth but rather He commanded us to remember the sacrifice of His suffering and death, which purchased our salvation.
So, bah humbug.
**History Lesson information from http://www.lasttrumpetministries.org/tracts/tract3.html
Monday, December 24, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Crazy People...
Some people are just plain crazy.. I am not talking the crazy lady pushing the bascart full of dirty blankets and dead cats, I am talking those people that psychologists would classify as sane that do things that just absolutely blow me away. I am talking about that jackass in the new sports car that flies up on your bumper while your doing 75mph down the freeway, barely giving you time to move right before they decide to do that for you, then flip you off as they pass you like your grandpa grapenuts in his old buick century that is going 15 mph below the speed limit.
I am also talking about those smart morons that drive lexus/bmw/mercedes suv's that think they own the road/parking lot/middle of the isle. These people think that because they can afford a $35,000 luxury vehicle that they are more important than the guy driving down the road in his hard earned $15,000 truck.
People.. get a clue... Your world does not repeat NOT revolve around you... pay attention to others and get your head out of your ass.
I am also talking about those smart morons that drive lexus/bmw/mercedes suv's that think they own the road/parking lot/middle of the isle. These people think that because they can afford a $35,000 luxury vehicle that they are more important than the guy driving down the road in his hard earned $15,000 truck.
People.. get a clue... Your world does not repeat NOT revolve around you... pay attention to others and get your head out of your ass.
Monday, November 19, 2007
The Disguise of Misunderstanding.
How do you misunderstand a question that asks a favor and you say okay, then within an hour you change your mind and have a complete panic attack and suddenly forget you gave permission and granted the favor?
This happened to me today, and you know what.. It was the straw that broke the camels back. I have tried to be patient for the sake of my relationship and for the sake of my apartment arrangements, but I cant do it anymore. I couldnt do it anymore and I exploded. I popped my top like I have not done since I was a kid at my siblings, I did the one thing I swore to myself, God, and anyone who I thought would support me that I would never again get that angry at someone. And I lost it.
And now to top it all off, I feel bad because the guy might lose his job because he didnt know when to leave well enough alone. Victimizer becomes the victim and we should feel sorry for him. I am done feeling sorry for him. Somehow I have managed to not only 'steal' his girlfriend, but ruin his life. The sad part is I have footed the bill, and encouraged him to work on making his way thru life easier, yet I have got nothing but lied to, and told "I'm sorry" so many times that I exploded. I can't do it anymore. I am going to pray for the next few days and see what God tells me, and in the mean time, I am going to try to stay away from the problem as best I can. Please pray for me and for him.
This happened to me today, and you know what.. It was the straw that broke the camels back. I have tried to be patient for the sake of my relationship and for the sake of my apartment arrangements, but I cant do it anymore. I couldnt do it anymore and I exploded. I popped my top like I have not done since I was a kid at my siblings, I did the one thing I swore to myself, God, and anyone who I thought would support me that I would never again get that angry at someone. And I lost it.
And now to top it all off, I feel bad because the guy might lose his job because he didnt know when to leave well enough alone. Victimizer becomes the victim and we should feel sorry for him. I am done feeling sorry for him. Somehow I have managed to not only 'steal' his girlfriend, but ruin his life. The sad part is I have footed the bill, and encouraged him to work on making his way thru life easier, yet I have got nothing but lied to, and told "I'm sorry" so many times that I exploded. I can't do it anymore. I am going to pray for the next few days and see what God tells me, and in the mean time, I am going to try to stay away from the problem as best I can. Please pray for me and for him.
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