abridged

These are my thoughts, although so abridged it could almost be unjustified. Read them with an open heart and mind, like you so preach yourself.

One of the things I find so annoying about the world today is the way so many religious people act that is so far from the actual concept of the religion itself, which causes the birth of all these modernistic, new generation, 'anti-religion' people. Look at the both of you! Sneering at each other, judging each other, both claiming superiority over the other! You are as bad as the religious folk you so despise!

No wonder the anti-religious are so oppressed towards the simple, pure JOY of the gospel!! They branch into these self-absorbed, independent groups who think that whatever they do is entirely up to them because it is their lives to live, and will not affect the people around them. They become so arrogant and opinionated that they force everybody around them to accept them for who they "truly are" and spin all sorts of excuses for the people that are so morally twisted in today's society, casting whatever society they are in into a deeper downward spiral. The religious people spat acid into their own faces! I cannot stand this!

I agree - religion today is so corrupted till it has become its own antithesis, so focused on rigid practices, condescending thoughts, and looking down upon others in the superior air these religious people think they have.

I preach the 'gospel' - whose meaning is just 'good news' (in old english). I preach the good news of Jesus. That is all. He has done everything. There is nothing else for you to "achieve," unlike those religions where you have to accomplish a certain number of tasks in a certain level of depth before you can "achieve eternal bliss."
That is all. The gospel is not a "law," or a set of rules, or responsibilities and expectations that we must conform to. Be rid of our Pharisaic acts.

the dance of love and submission

Such a tough lesson - submission. The lines between so many pre-conceived good and bad traits have blurred into this helpless tangle of confusion. I can't distinguish anything anymore, so I'm just trying to smile instead.... (?)

Succumbing to reticence, incorrect reactions and improper communication. The pressure of your personal judgement is so overwhelming. Can't advice and opinions flow against the waves of age and hierarchy? I can't believe I spent my whole life pining after equality. The only things that seem to go this way are career paths and material wants. No wonder egocentrism prevails.

nimis, praepropere

Matthew 4:4 

Jesus answered, "It is written: Man shall not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God."

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The hunger I feel is not one that can be satiated with perishables.

charger;

I feel like such a mean and callous person when I'm tired. I just wanna curl up in bed and sleep all day long and not care about anyone or anything. (but still feel bad for not helping seemingly homeless old ladies carry a million shopping bags and a pair of crutches on the bus *facepalm* you mean mean mean girl, Grace)

And then wake up and run many many many miles on the treadmill (but will probably die at 3.5, let's cap it there... Lauren does on average 7 miles everyday. Feel inferior?) and 14 slope on the elliptical, then fall asleep on the yoga mats while trying to do the most pathetic sit-ups/planks ever, followed by incredibly obscene stretching positions with feet 180degrees apart in mid air while wearing too-small wide-holed shorts. With the iPod in the ears and philosophy/chemistry reading by my side like sufficient, conscience-cushioning bodyguards.

And revel in all my sweaty glory. I could totally fall asleep in the gym all the time.

I love sweating. I miss sweating. I miss having a ridiculously palpitating heart. I miss panting and getting my face all flushed and bright red. Do you know what this means?

This means that I miss ballet. A LOT. How else do you explain missing the feeling of sticky sweat? (and endorphin levels, well that makes more sense)...



Then (a couple of hours later) have a wonderful turkey sandwich with olives and GREY POUPON.

Omg grey poupon. Bestttt.

And like, a liter of milk. Turkey and milk. Tryptophan madness. Which induces sleep.

No wonder.