the cat is lying across my arms, immediately in front of the keyboard, it is because of this that i cannot use the mouse (not propperly at least). it's probably a good thing since it forces me to spell correctly and not use spell check. see properly above.
i'm waiting for the day to reveal itself to me, it's so far grey, foggy, low fifties, it's a tuesday. surely the least remarkable of days. normally it would be thursday, but i don't have a morning class on thursdays, which means that wednesdays are party days, which means that thursdays are hangover days. friday saturday and sunday are the weekend and monday is... well... i must admit mondays are awesome. portraiture, back to school, not dealing with the family, it's brilliant, i fucking love mondays.
it baffles me that some people choose a life they hate, choose to make waking up to the sunshine in the morning and their daily toils a chore and a hassle. me, i'm quite sure i'll be doing this to eternity.
were all so worried about death, it's like going on vacation and stressing out about the plane lifting off without bothering to book a hotel at your destination. not that salvation is easy mind you, some poor fools think you can just say a few hail marys and plead your way into heaven. it doesn't work that way people. who would engineer the universe so poorly?
salvation is all about the moment, existential mites of reality, vast, indefatigable pistons of time and provedence, carefully engineered webs of chance and physics designed to create the moment that only now is collapsing, falling into reality. so you want salvation? try living for the moment, living for others, for god, for a created being greater than yourself. try being useful, and happy, and educated and fun, for others. be awesome for each other. that's true christianity. it's not about judgement or "salvation" it's a lot harder, and a lot more fun.
the cat is giving me carpal tunnel, so bye!
i'm waiting for the day to reveal itself to me, it's so far grey, foggy, low fifties, it's a tuesday. surely the least remarkable of days. normally it would be thursday, but i don't have a morning class on thursdays, which means that wednesdays are party days, which means that thursdays are hangover days. friday saturday and sunday are the weekend and monday is... well... i must admit mondays are awesome. portraiture, back to school, not dealing with the family, it's brilliant, i fucking love mondays.
it baffles me that some people choose a life they hate, choose to make waking up to the sunshine in the morning and their daily toils a chore and a hassle. me, i'm quite sure i'll be doing this to eternity.
were all so worried about death, it's like going on vacation and stressing out about the plane lifting off without bothering to book a hotel at your destination. not that salvation is easy mind you, some poor fools think you can just say a few hail marys and plead your way into heaven. it doesn't work that way people. who would engineer the universe so poorly?
salvation is all about the moment, existential mites of reality, vast, indefatigable pistons of time and provedence, carefully engineered webs of chance and physics designed to create the moment that only now is collapsing, falling into reality. so you want salvation? try living for the moment, living for others, for god, for a created being greater than yourself. try being useful, and happy, and educated and fun, for others. be awesome for each other. that's true christianity. it's not about judgement or "salvation" it's a lot harder, and a lot more fun.
the cat is giving me carpal tunnel, so bye!