The thought that my TiVo might be going 'kerplunk' really got me out of sorts. i mean i might miss one of my favorite shows, and even worse if it's out for a few days then what happens to my schedule, my to do list, my season passes.
Then i was thinking about cell phones, a few years ago, 8-10 to be exact hardly anyone had one. Now even little kids have them, "what am i gonna do without my cell phone?".
Computers and micro chips have wormed their way into every part of our lives, sometimes i wish, no i pray for a world wide EMP. An Electro Magnetic pulse to wipe out and clear away so much of this technology that has corrupted our thinking, our living, our being.
Come quickly EMP...come quickly
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Saturday, February 2, 2008
You ever get that feeling?
Like that in some way....GOd has a sense of humor above and beyond our human understanding?
i mean the first shall be last....Ha! good stuff GOd, that’s rich....and reap what you sow.....hahahahahahah just some down right funny material.
But i have a feeling that GOd is not amused by our lack of finding the humor in life’s little suddle nuances‘.
In our limited world view most successful people strive for the next rung of the ladder....never mindful of who they must climb over to get to the top of what heap it is they are ascending.
What about the least of these...those in our world who know of want and pain on a daily basis....a level of despair that most of us will never know, and that these so called "professionals" will never acknowledge.
pretty hilarious sense of humor GOd...but im begging to see a pattern in GOds comedic timing....it is more likely for the junky on the street or "addict in the alley way" to relate and subsequently "find" GOd than the "corporate" junky or "addict of the red carpet".
And of course there is the fall down funny concept of reaping what you sow...which sounds holistic and organic in thought but always seems to take a have more metallic sobering edge in execution.
The bully who learns what torment is like on a different level in life from a boss or teacher or drill sergeant. The smoker who realizes all too soon that each puff brought him or her closer to the casket to soon. The husband who's cheating ways pushes his wife into the arms of another.
i guess in these two basic ideals im finding a deeper thought...a cosmic dance that GOd himself has let play on for thousands of years. We can stomp our feet and raise or fists toward heaven and curse GOd for His twisted funny bone when things don't appear to be going our way. Or thank Him that in these obvious black comedies the moral of the story still stands...love others as you would be loved.
i mean the first shall be last....Ha! good stuff GOd, that’s rich....and reap what you sow.....hahahahahahah just some down right funny material.
But i have a feeling that GOd is not amused by our lack of finding the humor in life’s little suddle nuances‘.
In our limited world view most successful people strive for the next rung of the ladder....never mindful of who they must climb over to get to the top of what heap it is they are ascending.
What about the least of these...those in our world who know of want and pain on a daily basis....a level of despair that most of us will never know, and that these so called "professionals" will never acknowledge.
pretty hilarious sense of humor GOd...but im begging to see a pattern in GOds comedic timing....it is more likely for the junky on the street or "addict in the alley way" to relate and subsequently "find" GOd than the "corporate" junky or "addict of the red carpet".
And of course there is the fall down funny concept of reaping what you sow...which sounds holistic and organic in thought but always seems to take a have more metallic sobering edge in execution.
The bully who learns what torment is like on a different level in life from a boss or teacher or drill sergeant. The smoker who realizes all too soon that each puff brought him or her closer to the casket to soon. The husband who's cheating ways pushes his wife into the arms of another.
i guess in these two basic ideals im finding a deeper thought...a cosmic dance that GOd himself has let play on for thousands of years. We can stomp our feet and raise or fists toward heaven and curse GOd for His twisted funny bone when things don't appear to be going our way. Or thank Him that in these obvious black comedies the moral of the story still stands...love others as you would be loved.
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