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Oct. 26th, 2016 11:54 am So, over a year ago, someone really important to me died. I'd known him since my childhood, since we were around 5/6 years old. He had a hard life and lived on the streets sometimes, which is where he was living when he went missing, on his birthday.
They found him a month later. Well, they found his legs, and that's it.
I... had a hard time accepting that.
Sometimes I have dreams where he's still here. I'm going to catalogue them.
( Here we go.... )
They found him a month later. Well, they found his legs, and that's it.
I... had a hard time accepting that.
Sometimes I have dreams where he's still here. I'm going to catalogue them.
( Here we go.... )
writing about writing: degenerate
Oct. 12th, 2016 11:54 amthere is nothing i love more than writing about the stories i write. I love detailing my thought processes and my reasons for making certain literary decisions in my stories. There's just something so great about it. Even though I know no one cares, I can't help myself. It doesn't matter what kind of writing it is: original stories, fanfiction, even essays sometimes!
so uh, I'm just going to talk about that. For my own benefit.
( Read more... )
so uh, I'm just going to talk about that. For my own benefit.
( Read more... )
there is no 'perfect' god
Oct. 12th, 2016 11:25 amaugustine describes 3 true qualities of the One God
these qualities are a paradox. Augustine himself admits that.( Let's examine what these mean: )
- God is omniscient (all-knowing)
- God is omnipotent (all-powerful)
- God is omnibenevolent (all-loving)
these qualities are a paradox. Augustine himself admits that.( Let's examine what these mean: )
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Nov. 26th, 2015 07:28 pmi cant believe paul died. its still so fucked up. i vow to dismantle the society which allowed this to happen. april 30th 2015
i refuse to obey or believe in a god who would allow a world like this to exist, a world where the homeless are treated like nothing, and are killed and dismembered like they are nothing. i think about this a lot. there is no light in this world, and i will either bring it light or snuff it out entirely.
i wish this was just a joke. im sorry, paul. i saw you a week before it happened. nobody had told me you were back on the streets. i wanted to see you again, this summer, to have a chance to really talk because i missed you, and i still hadn't gotten around to designing that tattoo that you asked for a couple years ago.
people say you're in heaven, but i know the god of heaven was never on our side.
i refuse to obey or believe in a god who would allow a world like this to exist, a world where the homeless are treated like nothing, and are killed and dismembered like they are nothing. i think about this a lot. there is no light in this world, and i will either bring it light or snuff it out entirely.
i wish this was just a joke. im sorry, paul. i saw you a week before it happened. nobody had told me you were back on the streets. i wanted to see you again, this summer, to have a chance to really talk because i missed you, and i still hadn't gotten around to designing that tattoo that you asked for a couple years ago.
people say you're in heaven, but i know the god of heaven was never on our side.