sex,a higher level

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Now, let me talk about sex. What I now understand it to be.
As we know, all we are is what we have learned. I.e. we live by a philosophy, a moral, in essence a way. Some people come to the point of deciding which way and others are simply in a certain environment.

What I now understand it to be. It’s a high standard! Ok, so I look around me, TV and media as well as friends and the people around me. And what is the story of sex that I hear? Sex is great! Guys think with their third leg and woman often get enough of it. Woman often feel tired or develop a headache. The men then, chat to chums who might encourage them to think about sleeping with other woman. So the woman continues to be tired and the men don’t ask because they are being satisfied some how. Oh, I forgot the part when the woman has kids and the sex is never the same. So sex is great in the beginning and then becomes something else. Either a chore or a right. This seems to be normal!

Fine, I could say that this is just a generalisation or what ever you want to call it to make it sound like it’s not normal. By normal, I mean that it is normal in the world when I look around.. Not only that, but this story can be found in the pages of history. So for longer than I’ve been around, this was the way of the world.

And in essence this is the standard. Which means that people go into a relationship expecting (speaking as a woman) that the guy will just want me for sex and if he doesn’t get it from me, he will get it from somewhere else. I also expect that I will get tired and develop “head aches” , which again emphasises that I will only be wanted for sex. And he won’t care if I’m tired or have a headache because that is MY problem, his problem is no sex tonight.

What I now understand it to be…
Sex is always better when it’s about the other person. How I can give myself and vice versa. For men, the act of sex is the highlight. For woman, sex is just the cherry which would need a cake in order for it to be the “cherry on the cake” in the “tired” or the “headache” scenario, there was no cake to have the cherry with. I.e. in some way or another, she’s bothered about something else. Her mind is her main sexual organ if you like and for him it’s not so much. (This is in a context of a healthy relationship i.e. two people who have both agreed to be together)

Ok, so the eye opening aspect to me was…
Imagine having a car and the manufacturer told you never to put water. What he is trying to say is that you will destroy the car if you put water. So you want to be following the instructions of the manufacturer cause he knows the car, he made it. Knows how it works best.
In a similar vein, in scripture, it says, in essence, that a man and woman should always have sex (i.e. there is a mutual agreement or freedom to do so). The only reason they are exempt form having sex is if they agree to concentrate their efforts or mind, concentrate on speaking to God for the hope they have (fast and pray). And even so, this should not be for a long time as this will invite trouble in the relationship. WOW!!!!
Ok, ok, let me qualify this by saying that before this, we are also advised to love each other with a love that is out of this world. A man is to love his wife to the point of giving his life up for her. He is to live for her. To make her the best she could be. To honour her, to clothe her with righteousness (I don’t know how to translate this world). So what do you do when someone that you want to be with for the rest of your life, loves you like this? To be honest, the natural response to this love is by the woman loving her husband by respecting him, by honouring him and in essence putting his wishes above hers in humility. So each is thinking first about the other

Also to note, sex is an act of agreeing that we are together in mind body and spirit. It’s a spiritual act. So if, like the scriptures say, don’t deprive (1Cor7:5) each other, its kinda saying that you should always be in the state of mind where you can agree that “we are together in mind body and spirit” if that’s not the case then there is some “loving” (the kind that I mentioned earlier) that is missing

So imagine an engineer telling you not to put any electrical appliances in water, especially if it involves you. You won’t take that likely cause as we know, the result of this is some sort of death.

The wow factor, the high standard is that sex is as important as not putting electrical appliances in water. That’s BIG!!! Of cause, the love precedes it all

From single to whole

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From single to being the other part of a whole.
Being single is a state of mind as much as anything else. Even when you’re dating or what ever it is you want to call it, you are still “single”.

The single mind set:
What’s mine is mine, I’ll help you out. You have your opinion and that’s fine, you’re entitled to it. I will also have my opinion and I am entitled to it. I will give you your space and respect your time. You are your own person and I am my own person. You don’t have rights over me.
I can put up with certain things
You’re entitled to a past


The married mind:
This is ours, my other half will be upset if…
I have to help you because my wellbeing depends on it
You have an opinion and I have an opinion but we must come to an agreement and have an agreement
Your opinion is not just your opinion, it affects me
I need your time… “I am your wife/husband”
You have rights over me
You have a right to demand things…”I am your wife/husband”
I can’t put up with certain things because this is the rest of my life.
Your past becomes mine

I don’t know if one can tell the difference between having a “single” mind and having a “married” mind. Don’t know what else to call it.

The marriage depends on the two people becoming one. That is in thought, in movement, in hopes, physically, spiritually etc. if the two remain separate entities, its not going to work.

There’s talk of the analogy of sex being an act of the two people becoming one. The exchange of the others person into another and vice versa. And physically, in the act, they become one. They share a bond, something connecting them to each other.
Back to the analogy, thinking of taking two pieces of paper, putting glue on them sticking them together. The two become one, strong, thicker piece of paper. Know, its still is possible to rip the two apart. Resulting in one having holes, and the other also damaged.
Then there is “fusion”, the act of the two actually becoming one. If you fuse something with another thing it is hard, almost impossible to separate them because you don’t see “them” i.e. two separate entities but one entity.
Marriage is the act of fusing into each other. It’s supposed to anyway but this is all a decision on both parties. Marriage is a self sacrifice mindset. It is tough. It’s being able to be at a point where you have to live for the other or sacrifice for the other , i.e. it doesn’t make any sense to you to do otherwise. That’s becoming one because in essence, what you do to the other you do to yourself, you are not loosing but gaining. He/she is a part of you so in essence you are sacrificing for yourself. Yep, it is out of this world! They do say that this is a mystery, “The two becoming one”

Rusted through time, but still the strongest bond

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The Strongest Bond

The reason why you wont do something for someone or that would will, or that you want to, is because of the relationship.

The relationship or perceived relationship determines alot. Some guys just cant stick to one girl because of their perceived relationship with the female species they have developed in their minds. Until (hopefully) one day an idea, or that one woman challenges that by making the relationship with the one woman or that one idea be more meaningful then the what's in his mind currently.

A question... what would you die for?

Maybe the answer is ... for a cause, but the cause is meaningless without the people, without the relationships, the meaningful relationship.

I think ultimately, in secret we all want a reason or something we would die for. Something that we would assign so much value to, that it is worth my life. A realistic thing though.

There's a story of a king who was said to be the King of all the Kings. He one day decided he would take all his robes, money, ways etc and put them to one side. He then went undercover in clothes that were common. He pretty much gave up all he had ever known. Why, because he perceived the relationship with the people outside the courts in a certain way. He went to the extent of even allowing himself to be killed (he could have told them who he was by putting on his robes etc etc). He allowed himself to be killed. Why? All because of relationship. Its not that he didnt know the people he would die for. He knew them and still counted it a worthy cause.

I dont know everyone and it's not anyone I would die for if I'm honest. I know human nature and in a sense I kinda know the person who lives next door to me (in a factual or data kind of manner). Now, there is a man that I have known for years. He has been patient with me, he has had fun times with me, we have grown together. If some gangster rocked up with a gun pointed in my face and tried to blackmail me or get to him cause they want to destroy him and everything about him, I wouldnt give them anything. (note: if someone decides that they are going to kill,that is what they are going to do. Blackmail is just an excuse in some cases). If the choice is I die and he lives, then I would like to think that I would give up my life. And that me doing so allows him to live an even better life without the threat of the killer.

This is all down to relationship. After "decision", relationship is the strongest bond. Sometimes our decisions fail or we change our minds etc etc but the relationship we have, if its a strong one, will always have that power. Someone you have known deeply, you will always love. You will always do things to prevent any harm. Or you will do the things that make them happy which in this case, the thing that would make them happy if for you to become all that you can be. This is the power of relationship. Without relationship, there is no reason. Without relationship, there is no decision to be there for someone, to love, to do good, to seek justice on their behalf, to help, to defend, to fight for, to give yourself (time,money,mind,body etc etc)

Relationship is the strongest bond, without it, all bonds are not sure i.e dodgy

Strength, Agility, Intelligence = Principles

What ever you do in this life, you are either allowing something or disallowing it. This suggests that there is an authority or a way that imposes itself on you and you either want to live in that manner of you dont. Thinking about principles etc. In theory, you wont do something that is not your principle. This then also suggest that you are living under the authority of your principles. i.e. if your principles had a name like John, then John would have authority over you. In terms of principles etc, you choose what authority you want to be under. You choose them because you trust them. The trust has been built over time, either through experience or though understanding.
It's one thing to have things or ways of doing things that you believe in, its another to have those things are your principles. Principles are a part of you, they have become so over time and experience. Some people believe in many things. I believe that a "man is not an island" - not meant to be on his own. If this was my principle then I would be doing something about it. There's a difference between a man who believes some thing and one who is a principled man. A man who believes something, has probably communicated it though conversation and a man who is a principled man has communicated it though action. Imagine the two scenarios. There's more passion and fire and commitment in principles. (There is a sense of strength about it)
Again, you are limited/constrained to your principles which will ultimately decide what happens to you in 50 years time etc. Because we are human and havent walk this earth before, our ideas are imperfect, it would take eternity perhaps to perfect them. There is One who's already ticked that box. Unlike John (who I mentioned earlier) actually has a personality etc i.e. you can argue it out and its not simply you thats helping you out. "the things I dont want to do, I do them. The things I want to do, I dont "...this is the constant struggle of any person on their own.
In conclusion, I want to be a woman of principles., not "one who has beliefs"

"Learn to do good. Seek justice. Help the oppressed. Defend the orphan. Fight for the rights of widows."

Learn... Seek... Help... Defend... Fight Isiah1:17

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identity

identity!
a righteous man is one who is in right standing with God.
one who's identity allows him to stand in the presence of Him, the one who knows and sees everything about him.
one who's identity allows him to stand in the presence of any man, (the reflection of himself), and be comfortable to be himself.
one who's identity allows him to be free from shame, guilt, and insecurity.

know who you are,
love who you are,
believe in who you are,
trust who you are.

a few red drops in a clear glass of water changes everything

i've never been here before and i find it strange.

a face i once recognised, i know find strange.

a placed i was once identified with know repels me.

if it is east, then i must go west.

a few red drops in a clear glass of water changes everything,

to drink of it will make you sick to the stomach

one view, one idea, one truth changes everything.

A Time to Live and a Time to Die?

from julian buhrings' blog, she's a ledgend

http://julianabuhring.blogspot.com/2008/03/time-to-live-and-time-to-die.html

Thursday, 27 March 2008

A Time to Live and a Time to Die?

Justice has protected the guilty and failed the innocent. The guilty are now protected under the politically correct banner of ‘Human Rights’. They have the right to roam this planet without serious consequence, as long as they have the money and the power to pay off enough people. They have the right to spend a few perfunctory years in a cell while they “contemplate” their crime, or rather, plan how to get away with the next one once they are released. Meanwhile, they have irredeemably damaged lives, and the consequences of their actions has indefinite ripple effects on generations to come. A paedophile who molests a small child and spends 10 years in prison, will be released without actually being cured of their sickness, but much wiser about how to prevent being caught the next time around. Meanwhile, the child they have abused grows up to inflict harm on themselves and those around them, continuing the cycle on their child and their child’s child and on it goes.

Is there a solution, or is society, for lack of a better word, fucked? We are quick to rail on the death penalty and it could be argued that because the justice system is imperfect, there will always be innocents who will be wrongly implicated. This may be true, but which is worse? To allow those who cannot be reformed, who given the chance will continue to harm and destroy human lives, to continue on this planet and in society, or to exterminate them and potentially a small number of innocents with them? Is one innocent life worth 100 guilty? This question is not popular discussion. It is too uncomfortable to question our humanity, our morality, our mortality.

Let’s take the discussion to the root of the problem, the chicken with the egg, so to speak. The parents. Life begins because of two people, whose lives began with two people and so on and so forth. If the child was neglected and failed to form human connection or attachment, they can grow to be a psychopath lacking emotion or connection to human society. A child is abused by a parent, they can inflict similar abuse upon their child, continuing the cycle. But where does it start and where does it end? It could be argued that those parents who damage their children were themselves damaged. Are they then to blame? When is a person old enough to account for their actions, or can we now write everything off to “childhood trauma”, and thus excuse all actions and consequences?

Here’s another question, is there a time when it is right to kill? If a person is irrevocably damaged that they can only inflict harm on themselves and those around them, when they have reached the point that they can no longer be helped, when there is no longer a side of them that can be reasoned with, appealed to, when their existence on this planet becomes entirely destructive in purpose, is there a reason that they should continue to exist? Should we continue to feel any kind of moral compunction to keep them alive, when our own survival instincts should demand that we end their life before they end ours? What if they were harmed and abused as children? Should their actions be justified, and excused because of a “rough childhood”? Should their parents, or whoever was responsible for damaging them be given the same sentence, and what if the parents of their parents abused them? How far can we take it, how far does it go and when does it stop, or does it ever?

So back to the question, is there a time to kill? What if some kind of daredevil assassin existed who killed solely those people who harm innocent and defenceless children? If this assassin killed in order to ensure the next generation of children grew up safe from the predators; would they be justified in killing? If so, can society then justify killing these same people who cannot be rehabilitated? Continuing the line of thought, how can we determine who can and cannot be reformed? Should we consider age, background, IQ? Frankly, it is nearly impossible to set any kind of clear standard, because the diversity of human kind means that the notion of a ‘final solution’ is in itself a formal contradiction.

It seems there is no simple answer, only more questions. The more I think about it, the more my head goes round and round and the more pissed off I become. Society, as I see it, has failed in more respects than it has found solutions, and no institution has demonstrated this more clearly than the justice system. However, the justice system is run by humans, and therein lies the problem, the root of all evil and also the source of redemption—ourselves. The greatest achievement of evolution and the most despicable. There are times when I want to shout at the triumphs of mankind and other times when I want to wash humanity off me like a bad smell. The power of life and death rests with us. Who determines who lives and who dies? We do. There are laws to prevent random murder, but then, random murder happens anyway, and it seems to me that it is the wrong people being killed and the wrong people who are allowed to live.

This is not a call to vigilantism, it is simply a subject that I'm sure many of us have thought of, but people are too afraid to address. Though I don't condone murder and I don't condone the death penalty, I know every time I hear of some pervert who has sexually molested babies, I think, 'why is this man allowed to live? Clearly anyone who preys on an innocent and defenseless baby is a monster and has crossed the boundary of what makes us human!' But then again, what does make us human? What is it to be 'human'?

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Well what about cutting their b******* off.

30 March 2008 10:33

Juliana Buhring said...

I couldn't agree more. Chemical castration makes sense for the worst offenders.

02 April 2008 07:19

BrOkEn BrEad said...

the big questions in life fascinates me .it is important to make a decision on which lines we stand etc
i guess i was reading and i know its a question i've asked myself.i watched a movie (alien vs predator) where aliens were attacking a city to kill humans.there was a group of survivors that contacted the military, who then told them to go back into the centre of the city as there would be a helicopter or some sort of rescue. oh,the aliens could turn humans into aliens by having sex or something.it turns out that the decision was made to drop like a mad-ass-killer bomb that destroys any form of life in like a 1000mile radius.
ultimately, they decided to kill the innocent for the sake of the country.
know,if i was one of the innocent i would be pissed off!i'd like to think that everyONE matters.it takes one to cause a ripple effect.
again,the question of human value comes up.depends on how you see humans.if I, and everyONE in the world, thought and knew and acted like everyONE is valuable as valuable as...diamonds (the worlds general view of it).i was going to say,as people we are selfish and when it comes down to it we probably will always save ourselves, aka the most valuable thing a person has is concerning themselves.so i was going to say that,if we treated people like ourselves = a better world.but the state of the world,some dont even feel any worth.probably see sand as more worthy then people, as, are constantly digging for sand to maintain roads,buildings etc.

anyway,if society/people/the world treated eachother like diamonds and felt that they were diamonds then i dont think this problem would exist.
in a way,i ask myself...because of the world we are in,even like you proposed,killing off evil,there would still be this problem of evil.you kill all the bad guys,then your still left with media and influences.even if you killed that off,your left with human nature...selfishness.(as a race, we are alive aka survive because of the selfish instinct) we dont really think first of how our actions affect those around us.

kill the innocent to save the many?i feel that i cannot agree.to be honest i could be some hitler person,i could be that evil "bastard" that just doesnt care. i ask myself,am i the lucky one?i could be a totally different person right now and justifiably so.but something came and changed that,hope happened.i could be in a hole and not know the meaning of beauty,life,hope,friends etc etc. would i rather die than to cause others to, in their own way die because of me?would i rather die and save "the world"?when it comes down to it,the honest answer,when no one is around and i'm by myself,when i ask myself the question,truth is that i want to feel.i want to be helped.i want to love or be loved.to be "free".i want to be human.in essence,i want a second chance.and i think its murder the way the justice system works.yes your locked up to plan the next xyz but thats cause there's probably nothing "better".no real support.no one cares.your just a statistic.thats the reality of the "world" we live in.

is it worth killing the one to save the million,in truth, i dont know.but who,which person dares to condemn me to death.death emotionally,sexualy,spiritually etc etc.even the one who condems me is in a way a killer or "guilty". But I do think that we need rules aka law.
it is the ONE that matters.he is a pervert and we society have created that appetite for him.
is there a time to kill?i cant respond and say everything has its own time because i cant then say that, there is a time to be taken advantage of,violated,silenced and not even seen.but i feel i cannot say this.if i say there is a time to kill,then there is a time for everything else.which sounds like i'm championing "perverts" and the like.
our world is like an environment.and an environment has the power to determine things. Eg laws of gravity,law of time. if i plant sunflowers in good soil,they will grow.if i plant them in water...maybe there's a fish that eats sunflower seeds.
my conclusion,its an imperfect world that we live in.love the ONE your with.do the "little" you can do.start a ripple.
at the minute i dont think i can quite tick those boxes but i intend to.

ps sorry for the LONG reply.what are your thoughts?thanks for the question

28 May 2008 08:19

2/11/2005

Actual Abuse

(Admin note: Please be cautioned. Not for young/sensitive readers.)

Name: Nyx Martinez
Location: Africa
Second-generation member of the Family International

I have no need or desire to discuss issues of child abuse within the Family. Too many words are wasted on what the public wants to hear. I come to walls at times trying to publish articles which must be first sliced and diced by the editors, so that their readers will digest it better.

Since you have started reading this page, countless children have been abused.

I don’t think you know what kind of abuse I mean.

I don’t think you truly know what it is to be abused until you have been forced by a demonic, possessed, crazed witch to hunt down and kill innocent people.

Not just innocent people.

Your own parents.

And not just kill them.

Eat them.

Yes. Eat them. Slowly.

On a wooden barbecue stick, roasted over the open fire, the coals charring that piece of meat which was once the mother who nursed and loved you.

And tomorrow, you will be forced to kill again.

And to eat again.

I’ve heard the meat is kind of sweet.

Maybe CNN should cover those stories. Maybe the newspapers who feed off drama should tell it like it really is, here in the heart of Africa, so that the public can focus on real issues.

They should know that Family members like Jakisa give their lives and all ambitions for the cause of those children, and hundreds of child soldiers, to rescue and to save them from abuse.

But does the public even really care?

The world has no idea what really goes on. They don’t know who the true abused on this planet are.

And don’t tell me they give a shit. They pay attention to stories spun on fragments of thread whose memories existed some time 30 years ago.

In the last two weeks, I have traveled through 3 continents and visited 6 unique Family homes. Yes, I live in a remote place called Uganda, but I’ve been in enough places in 23 years of living in and out of the Family to know what really goes on.

What really goes on is that children are sheltered from the atrocities in the world. Lucky Family children are protected from crime. The environment in which they are raised is as good as it gets in the world today. Their parents do their best.

My host family in Sri Lanka is preparing for a trip to the coast to bring humanitarian aid to thousands of displaced children. They are Family members. They are doing the best they can.

As I sleep tonight in a warm environment, with clean sheets, a roof over my head, a glass of wine in hand and a plate of breakfast waiting for me tomorrow morning, it gives me no comfort to know that countless children are being abused.

REALLY abused. ACTUALLY raped, traumatized, and psychologically messed up.

I’d like to add a clause about genitalia removal but that’s just gross.

Ponder it during lunch-break today. And when you can relate to that kind of abuse, let me know.

The world has greater issues to deal with. The media should start with those.

Now. Can’t we all just get along???

—Nyx Martinez

I used to do it for the love a long time ago
And all I ever wanted was love
I used to love without fear a long time ago
And all I ever wanted was love
Then somebody came around and tried to hurt me
Tried to make me feel like I was unworthy
Took a pure love and tried to make it dirty
Truth was they never did deserve me
No!

Chorus:
I had to lose myself so I could love you better
I had to lose myself, had to lose myself so I could
love you better
Had to lose myself, had to lose myself
So I could love you better
Had to lose myself in love
And that’s just the way it is…

Couldn’t tell me I was love when I needed it
When, all I ever wanted was love.
Should a told me just me because!
I’m worth receiving it
But all I ever wanted was love
There’s is something awkward about the selflessness it
takes to
Give love and the good that it makes you!
True love can never really forsake you
But it took a little while just for me to see!

Chorus:
I had to lose myself so I could love you better
I had to lose myself, had to lose myself so I could
love you better
Had to lose myself, had to lose myself
So I could love you better
Had to lose myself in love
And that’s just the way it is…

I had a paralyzing fear of facing failure
And I couldn’t love you perfectly with fear in my head
So I peerlessly had to face the danger
So I could come back and love you whole instead
All of your soul I said!
So I could make it better

Chorus:
I had to lose myself so I could love you better


I had to lose myself, had to lose myself so I could
love you better
Had to lose myself, had to lose myself
So I could love you better
Had to lose myself in love
And that’s just the way it is…

B-Sec:
And so it goes that I never meant to hurt you
Couldn’t stay but I never meant to desert you
Whole lot a things I just had to work thru
Time to heal and restore myself worth too
Confrontation of my fears and anxiety
Cried a whole lot years I suffered quietly
And though it may have taken years I can finally!
Tell you that you were always on my mind!

Chorus:
I had to lose myself so I could make it better
I had to lose myself, had to lose myself so I could
make it better
Had to lose myself, had to lose myself
So I could make it better
Had to lose myself in love
And that was just the way!

Bridge:

Takes strength to absorb all the abuse I did
Great love to absorb all the misuse I did
Hey baby it’s not an excuse I give.
And I’d do it all again because for you I live

Takes strength to absorb all the abuse I did
Great love to absorb all the abuse I did
Hey baby it’s not an excuse I give.
And I’d do it all again because for you I live

Chorus:
I had to lose myself so I could make it better
I had to lose myself, had to lose myself so I could
make it better
Had to lose myself, had to lose myself
So I could make it better
Had to lose myself in love
And that was just the way!
And that was just the way it is…

the very same wind that cools my skin in the summer

the very same wind that holds me at a stand still on a windy day

the very same wind that changes the direction of the rain to fall on my face

the very same wind that carries the snow swiftly to its destination

the very same wind that is always hovering around me

this...

is the very same wind that erodes the earth to create a master piece of the plateau

is the very same wind that errods the earth and leaves it bare

is the same wind that allows a butterflies wings to flap on one end then cause a tornado on the other

is the same wind that can move a 40 tonne ship

is th very same wind that plucks 100 year old trees out the ground

there is nothing quite like The Wind
it amazes me

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with this ring, i thee wed

this ring that represents a promise...

a promise to
be faithful to you in mind-with my thoughts, in body-with my desire and in soul-with my vulnerability;
a promise to carry your name where ever i go
to be known as yours, as belonging to you

a promise to love you and give myself to you
to carry the child that you will give me
a promise to put my body and emotions under stress tension and pain for nine months to bear you a child
to nurture it and show it all the love that you have given me

a promise to be your help mate, to be the one who lifts your head high
a promise to be unselfish
to change my life completely
to put you first above myself
to have two heart beats that make one loud one

a promise to make you proud
a promise to love you
a promise to fight for your joy and happiness
to laugh with you, to cry with you
to be your best friend
a promise to be wrong
a promise to listen, to find you and to know you more

all this, i have promised even before we got married, on that day i agreed to love you…
with this ring

truth

truth... we all know her,we all recognise her

john15:18 "when the world hates you, remember it hated me before it hated you.the world would love you if you belonged to it, but you dont.i chose you to come out if the world, and so it hates you"

...why does the world hate you?because you represent truth

i look at the world,its history,its present and possible future.what does it hate? "being told" what is right and what is wrong
there is a truth.there is truth written on every heart and thats why we recognise it. we feel pain, guilt, confusion and resentment...on the other side of the coin, truth tells you, if we are really honest, that these are all products of wrong. what ever makes me feel pain (emotionally), guilt, resentment etc to tell you the truth that thing is wrong, or "evil", its a "sin" if you want to call it that.

why would the world hate me? simply because i speak or should i say,i should speak the truth. "the truth hurts",it makes us feel uncomfortable and so we may change the way we see it until it suits us.

the truth is, sex is more that just a physical act of pleasure,sex is more than nothing.its a spiritual act that affect the soul.either scars or heals the soul.either strengthens or violates the soul...see the prostitutes or children that have been molested,woman that have been raped etc

truth is, worlds have even more power to break you than sticks and stones- "sticks and stones will break my bones but words will never break me"...see people secretly wonder what other people thing about them and how this shapes their confident, value even their lives
the truth is, my opinion matters.i have to vote,i have chose a bank account, clothes, food...demand results in supply.i am put into a class statistics etc.

truth is, political correctness is not kind or respectful or whatever it is that is supposed to be because if i was kind or respectful,i would be honest with you or care to tell you what i really think without being proud instead of ridiculing you behind your back or secretly hating or despising you.

truth is, you are your past,a product of all the knowledge that you have learned from your past.what you do not know doesn't exist to you.

the truth is that having an abortion is murder.just because i have not legs or eyes,or ears or voice does not mean i am not a human.see the deaf,blind,mute and disabled are they not just as human as the next person?truth is being human or alive is more than just hands,legs eyes etc.you dont need these to be human or alive.see the "fetus",it has no ears to hear and it cannot see but who am i say that it is not alive,that it is not a life?who am i to say or determine when its life begins?when does life begin? during sex - anything that grows is alive OR when i have identity-on fertilisation (1st week) fetus's sex is determined; OR 3weeks pregnant-from the time i have a brain..."i think, therefore i am".you can only kill something thats alive,the truth is abortion is murder.what value do we put on human life?

truth is,in this world that we live,we are selfish because one man's right is another man's wrong, one man's curse is another man's song. and really,all we care about is our rights and what we're entitled to

truth is,we live in a world that calls a lie the truth and convince ourselves of this but we have truth written inside of each and everyone of us, we may then feel guilty or not at peace with ourselves.

truth is,freedom is not necessarily choice."i am free to do what i want when i want" this is not freedom.freedom is being honest that we have restrictions and hat they mean.is it more free to choose to sleep with who ever i want when i want resulting in the chains of STI, AIDS or an unwanted baby for life or is it more free to choose a life where you are committed to one person therefore cancelling all the STI's etc, furthermore when you are married babies are expected and not a surprise.freedom is being honest and recognising that there are boundaries of consequence that will take away your freedom and then making the choice to live with more freedom in your life.same could be said for lying etc

truth is, all forms of rejection or selfishness (father leaving family/pervert/rapist etc) are forms of death and probably just as bad as physical death, like abortion.

[truth is,what you feel and know to be a moral principle...?]

truth is,the truth exist,we just call it what ever we want to call it,a lie or simply dont believe it exists

truth is,the real truth, the truth behind the story (the honesty), the real truth is love and love is hoping,trusting,doing and caring

then there's is mercy,forgiveness,love that covers and really heals all "sins".it see's the truth and calls it as it is but takes a step further to heal,to love,and to strengthen

I keep saying this.the more I say it, the more true it becomes.i hate random talks just for the sake of talk and I am probably guilty of it.i hate just doing things to tick “the box”.i can talk and talk for ages and its all pointless,but I guess you talk to find truth.but sometimes you talk just to make it look like your doing something.

Back to what I was saying.the GREATEST thing you can do ever,is not to be famous etc etc.far from it.the GREATEST thing you can do,is be a friend.i wish there was another word for “friend” that had the pulling attention of racism or something.by that I mean,that when I hear of racism or injustice,something inside of me stands to attention.or like,you know when someone says something and your response is “how dare you!”…that’s the kind of attention/feeling I’m trying to provoke.

I wish that the word “friend” evoked that!and this frustrates me because it under minds what friend is.i guess its like the word “love”.we,as a society, have abused it.we feel that it should be a precious thing and when people use it likely, we get offended.i wish friend had the same attention.

Anyway,a “friend”!this is all it takes to change the world.to change life being death.

If I called myself a friend,I would care!care is a big word!it can change the path of a relationship,or the path of a life.if I was a friend,I would care about weather or not you were hungry.if my friend was hungry and I had no money,I would find a way to feed her.i’l see my food as hers to have.if I called her a friend I would not feel threatended to share my food, thoughts, heart, love?if she was around and didn’t have clothes to wear and we were going out or something,I would find something for her to wear because I want her to share this night with me.to share the fun etc.if I was a friend,I would want to be with her or visit her when she’s away or busy.if I was a friend,I would see her like she was my sister,like she was a part of me,like she had apart of my inside her.if I was a friend I would go and do the things she enjoyed going not because I like them but because I like to see her face when she does them,when she feels alive.if I was a friend I would be fighting for her to be alive.if I was a friend I would value her and not spit at her as I waked the streets or teased her about her big nose.infact if I was a friend I wouldn’t even see the nose,I would just see her.

In essence to be a friend is to love someone like they are a part of you.you don’t want to go hungry,thirsty, or be lonely,do ya.if I was a friend,I wouldn’t care what the status quo was, or how society tells me how to act.that would be in the back of my mind not at the forefront.

If you see someone homeless,you might see them as the scum of the earth or see them as dirty,which is the norm for the society that we live in.but if you found out that that was your best friend!!!things would change.you wouldn’t see how dirty or smelly they were,well maybe only after a while.you would see their heart or their personality.start chatting perhaps and joking!and you’d want to do something about their situation.you wouldn’t feel comfortable leaving just like that.you’d want to help.inivite them for dinner.and get to a point where you guys can go out and have a night of food, drink and dancing.kinda restore what you had before.

I don’t really think we know what “friendship” is.we take it for granted and not really be a friend.it does go both ways.if I was your friend,I’d be honest with you and tell you the truth about life,love,my life,my love,my heart etc

If I made an effort to be honest enough to be the friend of the person next to me,and then to the people I see around me then I would change the world.

To go and make friends of the people in my world, to love them like I love myself,like they are a part of me,then I would be changing the world. This is what it means to be moral or human or what ever it is to be good etc.

“Friend”, I know it sounds cheesy and maybe to simple but it is truth.

A friend fights for your heart, for your life

fights to get to know you, to see you.

Insults and curses made about you, are like poison to her ears.

She is not threatened by you, for your smile brings them to smile

A friend doesn’t see you as a stranger, as a problem

She doesn’t wait for you to ask her for help

A friend does, in little ways, change your world