Wednesday, August 11, 2010

I thank God for mental walls.

When the world feels like it's crashing and I turn a bad mood into thoughtless actions, once forgiveness is sought and granted, there's one barrier left before I can return to God: myself. How can I forgive myself when my actions scream that I'm a selfish idiot? How do you dissipate a guilty, despairing mood?

The God we serve is a God of love, of forgiveness, and most importantly at the moment, of new beginnings.

Is there anything to gain by me persisting in my foul self-loathing? Not if I've already sought forgiveness from those who I've hurt.

Then there's nothing left but to praise God for new beginnings and put the past (and mood) behind.

Tuesday, August 03, 2010

Need to type up some notes so I can throw some paper out.

The smell of bradford pears and goose droppings...

Each idea with which we bind ourselves, each rule we design, each law we obey, is a construct. Our world, with its ideas of ownership, of money, of equal trade of money and worth, of companies, of stocks, of financial foul play; is a world of constructs built upon constructs, a Coruscant of ideas. To reach the ground, we must determine what is real and what is based upon it.