And the World Kept Spinning

The end of the world was predicted for today, and while I'm not 100% sure, I think we are all still here.

People have been predicting the end of the world since they could first conceive of the world having a beginning, and I have a theory why certain Doomsday cults actually want it to happen so badly. These irresponsible people, who spread fear through ignorance, want it to happen so they can wag their collective fingers at the sinners left behind and gloat how they were right all along as they make their triumphant Ascension into Heaven.

Well people, and yes, I know none of the 'righteous' are likely to be reading my personal blog, I don't think you'll EVER get into heaven. Why? Because when you are filled with so much hate, you're to heavy for God's angels to lift you Up, so, with no other option, you will be sinking Down.

Mastered By None

"Beware of those who would deny you access to information, for in their hearts they dream themselves your master."

Brenden Shucart

Envy

Envy lurks in every body, and oppression hides in every heart; power reveals it, and weakness conceals it.

Scheherazade

from "The Tale of the Wazir & the Sage Duban"

found in "The Arabian Nights"

My Tribute to My Grandma

TO MY BELOVED GRANDMA GENTRY

Oh, God - our heavenly Father.

Oh, God - and my grandmother

Who is Also in Heaven,

May the light of this flickering candle,

Illuminate the night the way,

Your spirit illuminates my soul.

Grandma, can you hear me?

Grandma, can you see me?

Grandma, can you find me in the night?

Grandma, are you near me?

Grandma, can you hear me?

Grandma, can you help me not be frightened?

Looking at the skies, I seem to see a Million eyes,

Which ones are yours?

Where are you now that yesterday has waved goodbye

And closed it's doors?

The night is so much darker;

The wind is so much colder;

The world is so much bigger,

Now that I'm alone.

Grandma, please forgive me.

Try to understand me;

Grandma, don't you know I had no choice?

Can you hear me praying?

Anything I'm saying;

Even though the night is filled with voices?

I remember everything you taught me,

Every book I've ever read.

Can all the words in all the books

Help me to face what lies ahead?

The trees are so much taller,

And I feel so much smaller;

The moon is twice as lonely,

And the stars are half as bright.

Grandma, how I love you.

Grandma, how I need you.

Grandma, how I miss you kissing me good night.

The Ultimate Choice

The world is an inferno, full of darkness and evil, and there are only two ways of dealing with it.

The first is easy, but wrong; you accept it, and become a part of it.

The second way is hard, but right; you fight it.