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Name: Ryan
Country: United States
State: Ohio
Birthday: 5/4/1979
Gender: Male
Interests: writing, fashion; propigating white clothing, the delivery of pyrotechnical fasination, midi
Expertise: audio; the spoken Word of God, decomposition-the breaking down of raw materials through vibrations and kinetic energy
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Medical
Message: message me
Member Since:
1/12/2004
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| So I've found that I'm to trusting. I see thins as a personality trait that can be good, but lately has been pissing me off. Life is full of flaws. I most recently have noticed this in may areas like today picking up my guitar from the shop. They had it a week and were supposed to fix it. And they did, but only one part when there were 2 that were broken. I drove 35 minutes to drop it off go home drive back and drive home again. I should have checked it at the store or made sure when I called to pick it up that they had fixed both parts. So this is me getting this off my chest, because I'm pissed off. I hate unnecessary inconveniences. Piss! In other news; I'm prepairing to write a small book. It will be fun and difficult. I'm also going to California in October for 11 days. I'll visit San Diego, L.A., San Fran., And Sacramento. Hoping to find a city I like where I can live. Ohio is boring and I can't relate to most everyone here. And I find I'm judged if I'm myself, not that this is frequent or that it effects me much. I know I'll find this everywhere, but when it comes down to it I need a change. I feel inhibited and squeltched. | | |
| Update. I'm great. Life is a colide-a-scope, an avalache of emotions, a downpour of color. The soverenity of God is evident everywhere in invisible obviousness. | | |
| So I havn't posted in a while, but felt compelled today. Mostly due to a movie I watched called Gummo. It's about Xenia, OH. Though a fiction flick, I could see it happening. I've met a few odd balls in Ohio who do things like that. From what I've seen of Xenia and the people I know there, it isn't accurate. I'm shue it's like that a little. Every rural or even suburban town in this region of the country has its poor white trash. And really, you never know what goes on behind closed doors. I wasn't really shocked by the film, it just gets my intellectual juices going, thinking about psycology and sociology. So I enjoyed the film, but will never watch it again. It made me feel dirty.
I have nothing else to journal I feel is appropriate to share on the internet. | | |
| The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS
Sunday Morning Commentary, Sunday, 12/18/05.
Herewith at this happy time of year, a few confessions from my beating
heart: I have no freaking clue who Nick and Jessica are. I see them on
the cover of People and Us constantly when I am buying my dog biscuits
and kitty litter. I often ask the checkers at the grocery stores. They
never know who Nick and Jessica are either. Who are they? Will it
change my life if I know who they are and why they have broken up? Why
are they so important? I don't know who Lindsay Lohan is either, and I
do not care at all about Tom Cruise's wife. Am I going to be called
before a Senate committee and asked if I am a subversive? Maybe, but I
just have no clue who Nick and Jessica are. If this is what it means to
be no longer young. It's not so bad.
Next confession: I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was
Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call
those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees Christmas trees. I don't feel
threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are:
Christmas trees. It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, "Merry
Christmas" to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready
to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are
all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It
doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a
key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If people want a
crèche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards
away. I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't
think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I
think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed
around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America
is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution,
and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.
Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that
we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God
as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too.
But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came
from and where the America we knew went to. In light of the many jokes
we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is
not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you
thinking.
Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane
Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?"
(regarding Katrina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and
insightful response. She said, "I believe God is deeply saddened by
this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out
of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our
lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed
out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection
if we demand He leave us alone?" In light of recent events...terrorists
attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray
O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she
didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said
you better not read the Bible in school . The Bible says thou shalt not
kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we
said OK. Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children
when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped
and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed
suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we
said OK. Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no
conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't
bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.
Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it
out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."
Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the
world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say,
but question what the Bible says. Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and
obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion
of God is suppressed in the school and workplace. Funny how we can be
more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks
of us. Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard
it... no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought
process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is
in.
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