It's so sad to see how other people suffer at the look of the others.
The biggest pain of the homeless is not living in the street, because, they are still live and are helped once in a while, but the biggest pain is to feel different and rejected by society because you don't smell good and you're dirty. If one is to talk about some one who is homeless than help. That person has no choice. I'm sure he/she would love a hot bath and a wonderful shower and remove the crust of dirt on their bodies. Instead of talking, act upon it.
Last week I began a new job at a French restaurant, and I learned how much food is wasted in the garbage container every single day. I have no money to buy food, I see beggars asking for quarters to get something to eat for that day, and the people still pass by them pretending they don't even exist. I can't take an old man out of my mind that I saw today, a black male around his fifties, dragging his feet and wearing light brown shirt and thin linen pants asking for money. While I was fixing the last table outside the restaurant, I imagine the table 60, the last one, because I'm still memorizing their numbers, I observed him walking. I expected him to return past the restaurant to see if he was lucky. But I don't think he would imagine that in New York the selfish owners of the restaurants would ever let go of already paid food ready to be dumped in the container.
It hurts my heart to see girls and women who order great nutritious and expensive plates and only eat half of it. You wanna eat, not getting fat, then eat, it will be worse if you don't, other wise you'll disappear. Don't order it at all. Buy a snack at the grocery. You're better off. Vegetables do guarantee the same diet you want to do even if you eat any kind of fat and meat and bread. If the veggies are present in the meal, there is no danger of getting fat. But how far does the intelligence of the American people go? With some much reading the newspapers and watching the TV information and read books by famous intellectual wise people who don't know how to take care of their own lives with their own advices, Dr Phil like people, and yet they don't know how to eat and what to eat.
Intelligent people don't throw food away. They'll save to eat it later or give it to some else like some do.
Prophecies do tell that one day the world including the US, will go through times of famine. There will be some much hunger that these "Martians" will suffer and will remember of all the water and food they have destroyed. If they had conserved that food, they would have enough for the rest of their lives.
Perhaps they never were hungry and starved, spending 2 or 3 days with an empty stomach, drinking water and eat a piece of bread if you find one.
When I look at the homeless this is what I feel for them. Pain. I know their pain of seeing others having what they don't have, observing people spending money in useless things at the store and all they ask is for a quarter.
At the end, when they lie on the hard floor, tears run down their eyes and they only dream that one day it will be them who will own the store and have those unfair people buy from them.
May God bless the homeless.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
You Get What You Pay For
One simple comment on craigslist posting. It's amazing how people associate sex with anything we have to offer.
It's sold, offered, it's shown, and the competition rises when the disgusting addicts drown the site with crap. It's such a great website for business, but everyone thinks they can offer the same product we have on the same site. The competition? Muscular boys and free sex. Even the girls, all they ask is for a rich man to come and pick her on a white steed. I posted there for a girl who replied, but never responded. I would never marry a woman who is interested in what I have. She'll be lucky if she will finish her first night with me.
What does massage have to do with sex and release? And photography with getting naked doing it? Copycats who copy you texts and pictures. Picture collectors. They want nothing but to expect you to send them a naked picture for their "psycopathic" file of naked boys and girls. Go see a doctor. Too much monkey business and rabbit sex is cooking your mind.
Bad business. People in search of dirty sex and pleasurable things destroy everybody else's businesses. In the end, the "clients" are the ones who get tricked by not getting what they asked for freely, and get even robbed.
"You get what you pay for"
It's sold, offered, it's shown, and the competition rises when the disgusting addicts drown the site with crap. It's such a great website for business, but everyone thinks they can offer the same product we have on the same site. The competition? Muscular boys and free sex. Even the girls, all they ask is for a rich man to come and pick her on a white steed. I posted there for a girl who replied, but never responded. I would never marry a woman who is interested in what I have. She'll be lucky if she will finish her first night with me.
What does massage have to do with sex and release? And photography with getting naked doing it? Copycats who copy you texts and pictures. Picture collectors. They want nothing but to expect you to send them a naked picture for their "psycopathic" file of naked boys and girls. Go see a doctor. Too much monkey business and rabbit sex is cooking your mind.
Bad business. People in search of dirty sex and pleasurable things destroy everybody else's businesses. In the end, the "clients" are the ones who get tricked by not getting what they asked for freely, and get even robbed.
"You get what you pay for"
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Sentenced to death
I have been thinking when I watch certain movies and read the news of criminals sentenced to death.
I know it is painful to lose someone in our family by the hand of a merciless man, but is it worth the killing, will it bring anyone back?
Sentences to death have been brought forth since the beginning of time. God's people stoned their sinners and blasphemers with stones; later the crucification was invented, a slower death, but even if you were taken away from there, the Tetanus virus would asphyxiate your lungs like poison. Jesus caught this disease when He was crucified. Psalm 22 explains how hard it was for Him to stand in there, hard to breathe, and the thirst it caused, although on that morning was not hot. Jesus commanded His own death after six hours on the cross, but normal people would face the their slow death with pain.
Later the Roman Soldiers would break their legs for them to die faster. Pain would not let them stretch their legs to uplift their bodies to ease the weight caused on their arm and hands. Since they were pierced in the middle of the forehand, what we call today wrist, the nails would rip through the nerve connected to the middle finger of each hand. This nerve is the only nerve of our arms and hands that are connected straight to the brain. This also caused a one hundred percent pain experience until they died. Their hearts would not hold all their pain and would give up on the victims.
After this, for centuries people were burnt alife or even eaten by the lions. Thousands of others even tortured by the catholics priests in the Inquisition of the Roman Empire for the twelve hundred years.
Queen Isabel was tortured to death for being a Christian (non Catholic) for worshiping God and not the "Holy Mother", and they pulled her stomach out through her mouth. They burnt the Queen still alive after this.
After these, they brought forth the beheading. Instantaneous death, like our Apostle Paul faced. Did these beheaded people feel their heads being cut off? Scientists say that when people were beheaded, their conscious minds were still awoken for at least ten seconds. What did they feel seeing eyes rolling on the floor out of control. Some times I try to imagine.
Those who were hanged by the neck had shorter life span though. The weight of their body breaks the cervical chord causing their throat to rip. I can't imagine what they feel in the moment they are pushed down the horse or hung on a tree, or even on a floor that opens with a lever beneath their feet that is pushed at the ticking clock of the observers. Does the victim hold the breath, does he close his eyes? Does he pray, or cry for a few seconds? What to they feel? What do we gain after all? Safety? Are we really safe? Our American young people people are dying in the deserts of Iraq, and we are still threatened and bombed, and more and more poor people are sleeping in the streets because their bosses are some racist freaks. People are labeled and are judged by what they look.
What and who are the true criminals? The ones in jail or the ones who commit injustice against others every day? Some convicted people are in jail for trying to help their families, trying to change their situation, and often they are even innocent. We are guilty until proven, yes, but they're still in there. In the meantime people outside are still struggling to have a living while companies and bosses take advantage of everyone.
Does NASA need to make human test in Mars with a probe? Take these freaks' money, build a spaceship for them and send them there so they can die "IN PEACE". May the Martians rest their souls.
And now the death penalty has become more technological and less painful. The victim lays on a comfortable bed, he is injected with a poisonous liquid and falls asleep. He never wakes up again. A hand clap for everybody, now the family's victim got their relative back from the dead, right?
Again, sometimes the criminals laugh when they know they are going to "sleep", sometimes they look sad because they know they will never wake up. Do they feel afraid, fear, or wondering?
I'm not on anybody's side if you want my opinion, I'm just wondering.
I know it is painful to lose someone in our family by the hand of a merciless man, but is it worth the killing, will it bring anyone back?
Sentences to death have been brought forth since the beginning of time. God's people stoned their sinners and blasphemers with stones; later the crucification was invented, a slower death, but even if you were taken away from there, the Tetanus virus would asphyxiate your lungs like poison. Jesus caught this disease when He was crucified. Psalm 22 explains how hard it was for Him to stand in there, hard to breathe, and the thirst it caused, although on that morning was not hot. Jesus commanded His own death after six hours on the cross, but normal people would face the their slow death with pain.
Later the Roman Soldiers would break their legs for them to die faster. Pain would not let them stretch their legs to uplift their bodies to ease the weight caused on their arm and hands. Since they were pierced in the middle of the forehand, what we call today wrist, the nails would rip through the nerve connected to the middle finger of each hand. This nerve is the only nerve of our arms and hands that are connected straight to the brain. This also caused a one hundred percent pain experience until they died. Their hearts would not hold all their pain and would give up on the victims.
After this, for centuries people were burnt alife or even eaten by the lions. Thousands of others even tortured by the catholics priests in the Inquisition of the Roman Empire for the twelve hundred years.
Queen Isabel was tortured to death for being a Christian (non Catholic) for worshiping God and not the "Holy Mother", and they pulled her stomach out through her mouth. They burnt the Queen still alive after this.
After these, they brought forth the beheading. Instantaneous death, like our Apostle Paul faced. Did these beheaded people feel their heads being cut off? Scientists say that when people were beheaded, their conscious minds were still awoken for at least ten seconds. What did they feel seeing eyes rolling on the floor out of control. Some times I try to imagine.
Those who were hanged by the neck had shorter life span though. The weight of their body breaks the cervical chord causing their throat to rip. I can't imagine what they feel in the moment they are pushed down the horse or hung on a tree, or even on a floor that opens with a lever beneath their feet that is pushed at the ticking clock of the observers. Does the victim hold the breath, does he close his eyes? Does he pray, or cry for a few seconds? What to they feel? What do we gain after all? Safety? Are we really safe? Our American young people people are dying in the deserts of Iraq, and we are still threatened and bombed, and more and more poor people are sleeping in the streets because their bosses are some racist freaks. People are labeled and are judged by what they look.
What and who are the true criminals? The ones in jail or the ones who commit injustice against others every day? Some convicted people are in jail for trying to help their families, trying to change their situation, and often they are even innocent. We are guilty until proven, yes, but they're still in there. In the meantime people outside are still struggling to have a living while companies and bosses take advantage of everyone.
Does NASA need to make human test in Mars with a probe? Take these freaks' money, build a spaceship for them and send them there so they can die "IN PEACE". May the Martians rest their souls.
And now the death penalty has become more technological and less painful. The victim lays on a comfortable bed, he is injected with a poisonous liquid and falls asleep. He never wakes up again. A hand clap for everybody, now the family's victim got their relative back from the dead, right?
Again, sometimes the criminals laugh when they know they are going to "sleep", sometimes they look sad because they know they will never wake up. Do they feel afraid, fear, or wondering?
I'm not on anybody's side if you want my opinion, I'm just wondering.
Reaching a goal
Reaching a goal is not as easy as we always plan, especially when it involves money. When you think you got it all you needed, actually there is some one else behind you waiting just to take away what you've just saved.
It's a sad feeling when you sacrificed time and strength to earn this money with jobs and skills and when you reached your goal, actually you did not. It's an an illusion. It feels like not wanting to fight anymore. Tear run out of the heart. Can we ever reach where we want to be, if every time we try a devour takes it away?
I only hope I'll make it in time before everything and everybody else become tired of waiting. I want a regular life, I want normal steady life, a car, a home, a career.
Americans fight against the Immigrants, but they forget they also want to overcome and be someone and help the family, be self-sufficient.
I have a dream, not to fight against America or its laws, but to grow with the country, with the technology, and the resources that are offered to me.
God Bless America!
It's a sad feeling when you sacrificed time and strength to earn this money with jobs and skills and when you reached your goal, actually you did not. It's an an illusion. It feels like not wanting to fight anymore. Tear run out of the heart. Can we ever reach where we want to be, if every time we try a devour takes it away?
I only hope I'll make it in time before everything and everybody else become tired of waiting. I want a regular life, I want normal steady life, a car, a home, a career.
Americans fight against the Immigrants, but they forget they also want to overcome and be someone and help the family, be self-sufficient.
I have a dream, not to fight against America or its laws, but to grow with the country, with the technology, and the resources that are offered to me.
God Bless America!
Friday, June 23, 2006
My mother's traits
Today I was talking with a church member and we talked about my mother. I remembered of how I used to observe my mother when she was singing and conduct her life and dress, and talk to people and humbleness.
I used to be watched singing when I was still a three year old baby. People would make a circle around me to watch me singing and clap hands. My mother would stand in the back looking at me smiling proud. She used to sing in the choir at church and she has the most beautiful voice in the family.
I remember no one could sing at my grandmother's but her. She was always the singer. I miss hearing it, I miss hearing her laugh out loud, I miss making her proud when I used to bring good grades from school, I miss speaking about anything with her.
When I was asked about my singing and ability to play and understand music without the notion of a musical note, I answered, "My mother. She has the ability. I inherited that from her." My beautiful breast that upheld me till I left her for this country.
MISSING YOU MOM, I hope you feel it too.
I used to be watched singing when I was still a three year old baby. People would make a circle around me to watch me singing and clap hands. My mother would stand in the back looking at me smiling proud. She used to sing in the choir at church and she has the most beautiful voice in the family.
I remember no one could sing at my grandmother's but her. She was always the singer. I miss hearing it, I miss hearing her laugh out loud, I miss making her proud when I used to bring good grades from school, I miss speaking about anything with her.
When I was asked about my singing and ability to play and understand music without the notion of a musical note, I answered, "My mother. She has the ability. I inherited that from her." My beautiful breast that upheld me till I left her for this country.
MISSING YOU MOM, I hope you feel it too.
Limousine try
I was invited to go to a wedding last week. Although I wasn't known by anyone I had fun especially with my friend Kenny.
But the most amazing thing for me and cheesy for some of you, is that I rode a limousine for the first time. It is said that there is a first time for everything, but most of the things we don't even want to try, like jumping from a bridge. Not everyone will try that in their lifetime.
But this time I did try a limousine and never thought I would ever. It was white and long. I was not allowed to drink anything but the ride was worth it. We rode the limo for about an hour till we finally found the place where the wedding was going to take place.
Although it is a beautiful vehicle, I came to the conclusion that is it nothing but a car, just like any other No illusions or anything magical. Not very comfortable, but the prestige of riding it and seeing me inside of one of those is a good feeling.
I doubted of the driver sometimes, but I knew he was a professional, we would be safe. It's just that I rather drive the cars then to be driven. It sounds weird but that's only me.
But the most amazing thing for me and cheesy for some of you, is that I rode a limousine for the first time. It is said that there is a first time for everything, but most of the things we don't even want to try, like jumping from a bridge. Not everyone will try that in their lifetime.
But this time I did try a limousine and never thought I would ever. It was white and long. I was not allowed to drink anything but the ride was worth it. We rode the limo for about an hour till we finally found the place where the wedding was going to take place.
Although it is a beautiful vehicle, I came to the conclusion that is it nothing but a car, just like any other No illusions or anything magical. Not very comfortable, but the prestige of riding it and seeing me inside of one of those is a good feeling.
I doubted of the driver sometimes, but I knew he was a professional, we would be safe. It's just that I rather drive the cars then to be driven. It sounds weird but that's only me.
Miracles
Today at church when I was praying for a lady I call Auntie, I looked at another by her side and felt a flame burning inside my chest. I couldn't help it. She was seating there while everyone else was standing in prayer and she was in pain. I approached her and laid hands on her head after have asked God to consecrate them. We never know what we've used them for when we deal with holy things like these. I prayed and felt that power that Jesus spoke about in the book Luke coming out of me and felt it enter in her body.
The evil spirit was chaining her body to a four legged walker that makes her depend on whenever she walks. She shook as if another identity took her body half way.
We have spoken before and she had been operated to the back, and the doctors could not help her. She is always in pain and couldn't walk without help.
After I prayed I told her to get up, not expecting anything to happen. I did that without thinking about what I was doing, and she got up from the chair at the first try and she walked back and forward on her own. She hadn't been able to do so in ten years. She was happy and crying.
This was my first walking miracle I've ever done in church In the name of Jesus. I heard His voice speaking. "I want to use you." It makes me cry. It makes want to be right, to be pure, to be closer to Him.
I'm not and don't feel even worthy of being used by Him this way. I'm sad and I'm happy. I'm sad because I'm a sinner and I wish I could be more and better for Him, I'm happy because He still loves me and wants to use me to bless others.
I love You God, Praised be Your Holy Name Forever!
The evil spirit was chaining her body to a four legged walker that makes her depend on whenever she walks. She shook as if another identity took her body half way.
We have spoken before and she had been operated to the back, and the doctors could not help her. She is always in pain and couldn't walk without help.
After I prayed I told her to get up, not expecting anything to happen. I did that without thinking about what I was doing, and she got up from the chair at the first try and she walked back and forward on her own. She hadn't been able to do so in ten years. She was happy and crying.
This was my first walking miracle I've ever done in church In the name of Jesus. I heard His voice speaking. "I want to use you." It makes me cry. It makes want to be right, to be pure, to be closer to Him.
I'm not and don't feel even worthy of being used by Him this way. I'm sad and I'm happy. I'm sad because I'm a sinner and I wish I could be more and better for Him, I'm happy because He still loves me and wants to use me to bless others.
I love You God, Praised be Your Holy Name Forever!
Saturday, April 01, 2006
Independent
Some times I fear my own life. I hear so many truths, so many helps. I've been advised too many times in church, and where those advises took me is where I am now. It begins with a marriage that ended up in anything but crap.
Even now, outside of church and with no apparent reconciliation with the wife, (not that I expect any) both still seem to take over my life as if it is not my own. I depend on both for two personal reasons. If one falls apart, I'll be screwed either way.
I keep on frustrating my best friend who wishes the best for me, and I know I could do anything I want with my life and move in with him and live cheaper and freer, and cared.
Why is it so hard for them to understand that I'm making a new decision to benefit me and another person?
I live continuously in fear. Sometimes I don't know what each day will bring me.
I wish I could disappear, help others forget that I exist, and then return to start over again.
Today I pray, that God may help me to be strong, to be free, and INDEPENDENT.
PLEASE, LEAVE ME ALONE!
Even now, outside of church and with no apparent reconciliation with the wife, (not that I expect any) both still seem to take over my life as if it is not my own. I depend on both for two personal reasons. If one falls apart, I'll be screwed either way.
I keep on frustrating my best friend who wishes the best for me, and I know I could do anything I want with my life and move in with him and live cheaper and freer, and cared.
Why is it so hard for them to understand that I'm making a new decision to benefit me and another person?
I live continuously in fear. Sometimes I don't know what each day will bring me.
I wish I could disappear, help others forget that I exist, and then return to start over again.
Today I pray, that God may help me to be strong, to be free, and INDEPENDENT.
PLEASE, LEAVE ME ALONE!
Saturday, March 25, 2006
Who Wrote the Bible? Part IV
The common question still lights up in your mind. "But, who wrote the Bible?"
Does it really matter? A person like you and me must have written it. Is it true what is in the Bible?
You don't ask about the History books. You know their contents are real without even reading them. But you question the Bible even without reading it. You go by the opinions of others. I watch bad reviewed movies that enjoyed, I enjoyed so much I even have my own copies.
The Bible is not a religion, or a prison; it's a manual for you life, it's freedom.
Imagine you bought a very complicated electronic and you seem not to understand how it works. What do you do? Do you throw it away? Do you put it inside the drawer and leave it there for twenty years and say, "CANON gave me this gift, I want to preserve it." No, you look for the manual and learn the way out of your problem.
Have you ever been stressed, facing a big problem you didn't know how to overcome? Well, you didn't have to take it so hard on you. Your manual was right there beside your bed and you didn't even look at it. Open it, the solution is there. It contains words, events, and teachings that will lead you to a better life.
Does it really matter? A person like you and me must have written it. Is it true what is in the Bible?
You don't ask about the History books. You know their contents are real without even reading them. But you question the Bible even without reading it. You go by the opinions of others. I watch bad reviewed movies that enjoyed, I enjoyed so much I even have my own copies.
The Bible is not a religion, or a prison; it's a manual for you life, it's freedom.
Imagine you bought a very complicated electronic and you seem not to understand how it works. What do you do? Do you throw it away? Do you put it inside the drawer and leave it there for twenty years and say, "CANON gave me this gift, I want to preserve it." No, you look for the manual and learn the way out of your problem.
Have you ever been stressed, facing a big problem you didn't know how to overcome? Well, you didn't have to take it so hard on you. Your manual was right there beside your bed and you didn't even look at it. Open it, the solution is there. It contains words, events, and teachings that will lead you to a better life.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Who Wrote The Bible? Part III
Thank God for King James. Although many people call it the King James Bible he still didn't own it, it's not his. It's his version of the Bible. He demanded that the Bible should be translated directly from the Hebrew and Greek language in its entirety. It was done by scholars back in the 17th century, year 1644.
The Catholic Church has been out there for thousands of years. It ruled through the Roman Empire for over 1200 years. If the Bible was a fake book, what were they hiding it from? What for? From the truth or a lie?
The Catholic Church changed her Bible as well. It was not convenient for them to have the chapter 20 of the book of Exodus saying that God does not prove the worship of images (Idolatry) and false gods. So, the Catholics changed the first commandment by replacing it with the words Jesus spoke 2000 years later. "Love God above all things and love you brethren as to yourself." God did not mention such a thing in His law. It was not the time of Grace yet! They forgot though that the Psalm 115 mentions that the images are wrong. And they erased another further verse in the middle of the ten commandments turning it into two. Let them try to change Judges 6, Isaiah, Daniel and Jeremiah, and so on...Many times often Israel was punished for worshiping idols and idolatry.
The Jehovah Witnesses changed 5 John verse 7 replacing it with the last sentence from verse 6 and skipping the true text to verse 8 only to erase the holy trinity from the Bible.
Compare: (New World Translation) verse 7 "And it is the Spirit that beareth witness, because the Spirit is truth."
Verse 8 "And there are three that bear witness in earth, the Spirit, and the water, and the blood: and these three agree in one."
(King James Version) verse 7 "For there are three that bear record in heaven, the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost: and these three are one,
verse 8 "And there are three that bear witness in earth, the Spirit, and the water, and the blood: and these three agree in one."
Everybody's Bible talk about the three witnesses in heaven, but theirs. How exclusive they are!
This why you should not follow religions, or denominational churches, or their doctrines, but Jesus Christ, the Bible, the one without religion.
The Christian doctrine is the Word of God that feeds your soul.
"Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me." (John 16:4) KJV
The Catholic Church has been out there for thousands of years. It ruled through the Roman Empire for over 1200 years. If the Bible was a fake book, what were they hiding it from? What for? From the truth or a lie?
The Catholic Church changed her Bible as well. It was not convenient for them to have the chapter 20 of the book of Exodus saying that God does not prove the worship of images (Idolatry) and false gods. So, the Catholics changed the first commandment by replacing it with the words Jesus spoke 2000 years later. "Love God above all things and love you brethren as to yourself." God did not mention such a thing in His law. It was not the time of Grace yet! They forgot though that the Psalm 115 mentions that the images are wrong. And they erased another further verse in the middle of the ten commandments turning it into two. Let them try to change Judges 6, Isaiah, Daniel and Jeremiah, and so on...Many times often Israel was punished for worshiping idols and idolatry.
The Jehovah Witnesses changed 5 John verse 7 replacing it with the last sentence from verse 6 and skipping the true text to verse 8 only to erase the holy trinity from the Bible.
Compare: (New World Translation) verse 7 "And it is the Spirit that beareth witness, because the Spirit is truth."
Verse 8 "And there are three that bear witness in earth, the Spirit, and the water, and the blood: and these three agree in one."
(King James Version) verse 7 "For there are three that bear record in heaven, the Father, the Word, and the Holy Ghost: and these three are one,
verse 8 "And there are three that bear witness in earth, the Spirit, and the water, and the blood: and these three agree in one."
Everybody's Bible talk about the three witnesses in heaven, but theirs. How exclusive they are!
This why you should not follow religions, or denominational churches, or their doctrines, but Jesus Christ, the Bible, the one without religion.
The Christian doctrine is the Word of God that feeds your soul.
"Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me." (John 16:4) KJV
Who Wrote The Bible? Part II
I don't think an ass, a cow, or a monkey could have done it. I believe God spoke to Holy people in the past and they wrote of what they heard from God Himself. Was it imagination? Is it imagination when you feel guilt in your heart? Well, listen, it's the voice of conscience speaking to you through your spirit. And who communicates with your spirit to give you direction, to convince you of a mistake? That's right, God!
You think those Holy men wrote dozens of complex books on their own with what they had to deal with back then? Read Psalms 22. It foretells the crucifixion of Jesus Christ about 800 years in advance. Was it imagination? You know it happened 2000 years ago. All prophesies in the past foretold an "old past future" and a "future future". It all depends where in time you are or one was.
These books were later translated from Hebrew into Greek and Aramaic as well. Why would one think that scholars and translators would want to add one more word here, one more word there? What was the need for that? The Bilble is already complex enough. Why make it harder? Why would they think that's what they "thought it meant to say?"
If we observe the Jews, you'll see that they are the most conservative and religious folks on earth. The transcribers, the pharisees and teachers of the law, made sure that every book was translated and copied word for word. The scriptures have been compared and they look the same. I had five different Bibles before. KJV, NKJV, Portuguese Bible by Joao de Almeida, La Biblia de las Americas and a also a French Bible. I have compared several texts from Jesus' words, Book of Malachi, and so on, and the interesting thing is that I found out is that they have one thing in common, they all have the same information, apart from the different languages.
You think those Holy men wrote dozens of complex books on their own with what they had to deal with back then? Read Psalms 22. It foretells the crucifixion of Jesus Christ about 800 years in advance. Was it imagination? You know it happened 2000 years ago. All prophesies in the past foretold an "old past future" and a "future future". It all depends where in time you are or one was.
These books were later translated from Hebrew into Greek and Aramaic as well. Why would one think that scholars and translators would want to add one more word here, one more word there? What was the need for that? The Bilble is already complex enough. Why make it harder? Why would they think that's what they "thought it meant to say?"
If we observe the Jews, you'll see that they are the most conservative and religious folks on earth. The transcribers, the pharisees and teachers of the law, made sure that every book was translated and copied word for word. The scriptures have been compared and they look the same. I had five different Bibles before. KJV, NKJV, Portuguese Bible by Joao de Almeida, La Biblia de las Americas and a also a French Bible. I have compared several texts from Jesus' words, Book of Malachi, and so on, and the interesting thing is that I found out is that they have one thing in common, they all have the same information, apart from the different languages.
Who Wrote the Bible? Part I
One of the interesting subjects we spoke about at the birthday party was, "Who wrote the Bible? Where did it come from?"
I didn't have the chance to speak on my defense toward my beliefs, until Kenny gave a time to speak about the Antichrist. I know he felt unfair from their part for me staying there, listening to things he knew I could not agree. I was screaming from inside my stomach. So I went to the kitchen to grab some food and prayed to God to calm me down and give me peace. After all, it was Kenny's party, not mine. The conversation went as far as criticizing the church goers. They said that they haven't been to church for years. I know they have been taught doctrines and ideals that make no sense to their lives, and that freaked them out. But churches are not all the same. We can't judge churches because a particular denomination is doing bad.
When I spoke about the Antichrist, almost everyone left the leaving room for food, except for Kenny who went to attend the bell so he could open the door for another guest. I'm sure he would have stayed there if the bell did not ring. I was left with two listeners. If the others could not listen to a simple person talking about something he knows, how will they believe in God or His word in the Bible? Can they give an opinion upon something they refuse to hear? What can they say actually about a book written by several men in different times? - The Bible.
The Bible has been proved times and times again to be true and a real about what it says?
History, findings, wars, places and all writings stated about the Bible by several FAMOUS authors everywhere, have proved the Bible to be right and accurate.
The "Da Vinci Code" by Dan Brown, whether this codes are true or not, it doesn't go against against the Bible stories. It actually supports them. Dan Brown only seems to mention that the Bible is just simply not completed. The stories told therein were cut short. Doesn't mean the Bible is not true or was re-edited, re-written, re-invented.
Can one prove the Bible is not true? Can you prove me God doesn't exist? Try to convince me the wind is unreal. I can't see it, you can't see it. Is it real? I may chose not to believe it doesn't exist, but I know I can feel it. I taste it, it's inevitable.
Archaeologists have been proving for decades up to today that the stories of the Bible are real.
At the end of these study you will find several links for some fascinating discoveries that might surprise you. Judge them by yourself. They were found by scholars, teachers, scientists, skeptical, and even atheists, and also famous archaeologists.
I didn't have the chance to speak on my defense toward my beliefs, until Kenny gave a time to speak about the Antichrist. I know he felt unfair from their part for me staying there, listening to things he knew I could not agree. I was screaming from inside my stomach. So I went to the kitchen to grab some food and prayed to God to calm me down and give me peace. After all, it was Kenny's party, not mine. The conversation went as far as criticizing the church goers. They said that they haven't been to church for years. I know they have been taught doctrines and ideals that make no sense to their lives, and that freaked them out. But churches are not all the same. We can't judge churches because a particular denomination is doing bad.
When I spoke about the Antichrist, almost everyone left the leaving room for food, except for Kenny who went to attend the bell so he could open the door for another guest. I'm sure he would have stayed there if the bell did not ring. I was left with two listeners. If the others could not listen to a simple person talking about something he knows, how will they believe in God or His word in the Bible? Can they give an opinion upon something they refuse to hear? What can they say actually about a book written by several men in different times? - The Bible.
The Bible has been proved times and times again to be true and a real about what it says?
History, findings, wars, places and all writings stated about the Bible by several FAMOUS authors everywhere, have proved the Bible to be right and accurate.
The "Da Vinci Code" by Dan Brown, whether this codes are true or not, it doesn't go against against the Bible stories. It actually supports them. Dan Brown only seems to mention that the Bible is just simply not completed. The stories told therein were cut short. Doesn't mean the Bible is not true or was re-edited, re-written, re-invented.
Can one prove the Bible is not true? Can you prove me God doesn't exist? Try to convince me the wind is unreal. I can't see it, you can't see it. Is it real? I may chose not to believe it doesn't exist, but I know I can feel it. I taste it, it's inevitable.
Archaeologists have been proving for decades up to today that the stories of the Bible are real.
At the end of these study you will find several links for some fascinating discoveries that might surprise you. Judge them by yourself. They were found by scholars, teachers, scientists, skeptical, and even atheists, and also famous archaeologists.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
"Rules were made to be broken"
We say sometimes, "rules have been made to be broken." But were they really made for that?
Imagine what world would be without them. They were created to keep us controlled and from going beyond our limits.
It's our curiosity that makes us open that forbidden door. Rules were not made to be broken; we break them. If this were true, then there would be no need to create them.
God was the first one to create rules for the world.
He said, "Thou shalt not eat from the tree from the middle of the garden, for in the day you eat from it, you shall die." (Genesis 2:16-17). Curiosity and temptation led them to disobey and that drove Adam and Eve out of the Paradise.
What happens when we disobey the world's rules? We're convicted, sentenced, we suffer the consequences.
We should not use excuses to clear our conscience from our guilt. Saying, "Rules were made to be broken" and make it feel like you can do whatever comes to your mind.
I'd like to do many things; get rid of some people, to not pay the groceries at the supermarket, to not stop at the red light, etc...
We know that if we don't respect the rules we will get hurt some how.
Get the rules together and obey them, whether the earth's rules or God's rule. Live safe!
Imagine what world would be without them. They were created to keep us controlled and from going beyond our limits.
It's our curiosity that makes us open that forbidden door. Rules were not made to be broken; we break them. If this were true, then there would be no need to create them.
God was the first one to create rules for the world.
He said, "Thou shalt not eat from the tree from the middle of the garden, for in the day you eat from it, you shall die." (Genesis 2:16-17). Curiosity and temptation led them to disobey and that drove Adam and Eve out of the Paradise.
What happens when we disobey the world's rules? We're convicted, sentenced, we suffer the consequences.
We should not use excuses to clear our conscience from our guilt. Saying, "Rules were made to be broken" and make it feel like you can do whatever comes to your mind.
I'd like to do many things; get rid of some people, to not pay the groceries at the supermarket, to not stop at the red light, etc...
We know that if we don't respect the rules we will get hurt some how.
Get the rules together and obey them, whether the earth's rules or God's rule. Live safe!
Monday, March 20, 2006
Great Weekend Birthday
The birthday weekend started last Thursday. After work I took the N, F, D and A train to get to my best friend Kenny's apartment. He was going to add one more year to his skin that day.
I just wanted him to know he wasn't alone, there was someone there who really cared for him.
Although I had to leave early on Friday, I returned on Saturday for the birthday celebration. He was frustrated, and panicked about the party and arrangements on time. He didn't know if the party was going to "stink", (so the little devil blew on his mind). I told him to calm down; everything would be fine.
I left work again, and made the same commute to his apartment. There he was, nervous like an angry cat. I helped him clean the place and prepare the food, just in time before the first guest came in. Before that, everyone he mostly expected called with poor excuses to not come to the party.
I still kept the faith, that someone would show up. We even thought about eating the food ourselves and head outside for a walk to Times Square in case no one showed up.
By 11Pm, we had received seven people in the apartment. We talked about interesting subjects, laughed, ate and then everyone left by 12:30AM. I stayed over. It was late and was it his birthday. Why leave him then, when he was feeling so great? I started to feel peace. I woke up a 6:00 AM to go to church and returned to his place at 6:30 PM again.
I was happy, feeling God's presence. I spoke calmly, and was relaxed. We watched movies, in which "THE TENANTS" ... with Snoop Dogg and Dylan McDermott was a great pick. I brought what was supposed to have been a good comedy, "Shriek, If you know what i did last Friday the 13th." it was stupid! We turned it off and stayed talking.
On Monday, I stayed home with him, even though I was suppose to help the pastor at church. There were things I had to do, and one of them was keeping my promise to him. I've never been good at promises. I wanted to show the difference today. I gave him breakfast, and we went for a walk to Barnes and Noble. We envied some cheesy books. We fussed about them. We can do better and be on the shelves too.
I'm home now after a long business meeting on 32th street.
I thank God, that in spite of my limitations, He still blessed this weekend for me and for my friend Kenny just as I had prayed before I rang his bell.
Thank you for being my friend Kenny. May God bless you.
I just wanted him to know he wasn't alone, there was someone there who really cared for him.
Although I had to leave early on Friday, I returned on Saturday for the birthday celebration. He was frustrated, and panicked about the party and arrangements on time. He didn't know if the party was going to "stink", (so the little devil blew on his mind). I told him to calm down; everything would be fine.
I left work again, and made the same commute to his apartment. There he was, nervous like an angry cat. I helped him clean the place and prepare the food, just in time before the first guest came in. Before that, everyone he mostly expected called with poor excuses to not come to the party.
I still kept the faith, that someone would show up. We even thought about eating the food ourselves and head outside for a walk to Times Square in case no one showed up.
By 11Pm, we had received seven people in the apartment. We talked about interesting subjects, laughed, ate and then everyone left by 12:30AM. I stayed over. It was late and was it his birthday. Why leave him then, when he was feeling so great? I started to feel peace. I woke up a 6:00 AM to go to church and returned to his place at 6:30 PM again.
I was happy, feeling God's presence. I spoke calmly, and was relaxed. We watched movies, in which "THE TENANTS" ... with Snoop Dogg and Dylan McDermott was a great pick. I brought what was supposed to have been a good comedy, "Shriek, If you know what i did last Friday the 13th." it was stupid! We turned it off and stayed talking.
On Monday, I stayed home with him, even though I was suppose to help the pastor at church. There were things I had to do, and one of them was keeping my promise to him. I've never been good at promises. I wanted to show the difference today. I gave him breakfast, and we went for a walk to Barnes and Noble. We envied some cheesy books. We fussed about them. We can do better and be on the shelves too.
I'm home now after a long business meeting on 32th street.
I thank God, that in spite of my limitations, He still blessed this weekend for me and for my friend Kenny just as I had prayed before I rang his bell.
Thank you for being my friend Kenny. May God bless you.
Saturday, July 23, 2005
Is it too much to ask for some consideration?
I don't know if it happens with everyone. Leaving with three different people at home could be mostly frustrating, when one of them is a pot head and let his coming friends eat everything we have. Can you be this stupid and not understand that the food and the space is not all yours? I might sound a complainer, but it seems I'm doomed to this. I refuse to live this way. I'm buying my own fridge! By the way, I've had the most ridiculous week at work. No offense to any one, but I've had the most stupid idiots on the phone I've ever heard. As a telemarketer I do understand that we are hated, but does this give the right to a human being to talk to another with rudeness, screaming like a mad cow, purposely hit the phone on the hook until it hurts, and now they even teach their kids to answer the phones and act stupid just like their parents. The telemarketers never call the same person all the time, but the computer systems from the company we're calling on behalf of do. It's not our fault. I'm just doing my job and I'm paid to call people about a program that actually is good and has a gift along with it. Is it too hard to pick the phone and say politely that you are not interested? We get the message! As an European I'm glad sometimes I wasn't educated here, and don't take me wrong, but most Americans are tremendously impolite on the phone, ignorants and have a huge lack of grey mass (for those supposedly smart ones who don't understand, it means - BRAIN. The Mexicans are quite dumb, and..., let me shut my mouth! Next time you get a call from us, let it ring, and if you answer say, not interested, and do not hit the phone on our ears please, it is not our fault. Go easy on us. Show us, immigrants that we are living in a more high level educated country than the one we came from.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Sunday 17th
Today, I had a great day at church. Everything went great until my wife called me to tell me that she was angry for going there in the morning. She left thinking about her past. All I wanted was for her to listen to me playing the keyboad at church. I couldn't call her, otherwise she will mess the rest of my night. I feel very good! I don't want to lose it. I wish my wife could understand me sometimes too. She used to tell me I didn't understand her, but now she is doing the same or worse with me. This all comes from a past that is told in memoir I wrote - FADOS OF A CHILD.
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