A person can be alive in the past, present and future. From when they are born, they are alive in the past. That is for sure. That is in stone. Then, they are alive in the present. That is definite but limited. Next, they are alive in the future, and that is fleeting. And, the past is the past. And the present quickly becomes the past, and the future quickly becomes the present, which quickly becomes the past. And they are all alive. The past is just as alive as the future, which is just as alive as the present. So, when you die, you aren’t really dead because you live, still with however many years it’s been since you began living because the past doesn’t die. Memories don’t die. “Death” is merely a cap on how much you get to live, but you continue to live over and over again in books, and movies, and songs, and the minds of those you’ve touched. The minds of the present and future. And so, you live on.
There seems to be a general laziness within much of the religious community that resembles, to me, the laziness of school kids in regards to trash on campus. Why bother cleaning up when the custodian will clean the whole campus at the end of the day anyway? A general majority recognizes this mentality as juvenile and yet no one bats an eye when this very logic is applied to the environmental crisis. Why bother to patch the bleeding planet when God will forgive all sins, and swoop down with a magic mop to clean up mankind’s mess?
Faith in God, to many, means a relief from stress. Stress that is caused by fear of the unknown, as well as a sense of helplessness in righting the worlds wrongs. Giving up control of uncontrollable circumstances, and handing the reigns over to an all-knowing, perfect being is the popular, and easy choice; however, it enables laziness within the god fearing community. Letting God take over would be a tragic misstep for humankind. Not even because of the uncertainty of such a being’s existence, but rather, because the earth, and it’s inhabitants are creations of God, and it only seems logical that we prioritize the respect of each of God’s creations. He had purpose in creating all earthlings, nothing he did by accident, and nothing he created to be a punching bag for the human race.
So, why do so many proclaimed Christians today fail to address the present crisis of global warming? It is ironic that so many preach their love for God while trashing his beloved creations with litter and pollution. Even if one were to question the legitimacy of global warming(which would be a difficult task), it seems logical that God’s plan most likely didn’t include trash dumps, and black smoke flooding the air. It is time to face that not everything is part of “God’s plan”. Unless, of course, you find styrafoam, petroleum, and CO2 to be holy. Reducing use of materials proven to be environmentally damaging may serve a minor inconvenience but is necessary inconvenience if we hope to sustain life on earth for our children and grandchildren.
it’s okay kitty, sometimes i feel this way too.
(Source: gemedet, via shinjimimura)
There is an increasing embracing of mutual verbal abuse in teenage relationships today. Treating each other like trash is being viewed as cute, fun and romantic. I won’t deny that it can be exciting for a time; however, being called a bitch is only fun for so long.
The enthusiasm associated with a couple of people being utter assholes to one-another tends to come along with the flirtatiousness of a new relationship. After the initial wooing is done, comes the love/hate treatment which is a blast at first but soon becomes unnerving. after all, how many times can someone hear cruel things about themselves without beginning to believe that these things are, in fact true? Or, at the very least, question whether that is really what is perceived of them. The unfortunate reality of this sort of relationship is that once it’s begun, it becomes hard to change. Once “playful” slandering becomes the norm, it is almost irreversible, and so, after such a dynamic is outdated, it is not as easy fix. It’s almost as though that entire relationship is trashed by means of unintentional self destruction.
Terms such as whore, a slut, a tramp, or a floozy(fun to say, yes, but the sentiments remain the same) often hold little weight in today’s society. Good hearted jokes are riddled with these words and that is fine, and sometimes even funny; however, when used in repetition, particularly by someone with a first hand account of your sexual activity such rhetoric takes on a new meaning. It’s difficult to take, jokingly, accusations of your being a whore when being accused by someone so privy to that sort of information. It is no longer, cute and flirtatious, but, cruel and hurtful, even backstabbing in a sense.
Imagine for a moment that a girl has sex for the first time and already feels unsure about that decision and the next day, surrounded by a crowd of friends, the boy whom she had slept with makes a series of lighthearted jokes calling her a whore, slut, and tramp. It’s funny, right? Light hearted, joking, and flirtatious? Suddenly not so much, but he doesn’t give it a second thought or change a thing because that is the norm. That is the cute dynamic of their relationship.
