The Dream

Good morning.
It's 4am and since I'm really bored,
I've decided to tell more about myself.

At this time of the night,
needless to say, most of us are dreaming
whether we will remember these dreams,
it's entirely a different matter.

The entiire story starts of -as far
as I can remember- in the year 2000,
7 years ago, my 13th year of life.
As a child of that age, I was
obsessed with money and definitely,
ladies. However, I never could figure
out up to recently, why every girl
I have dated up till even today
has been for all but emotional salvation.

Until I dreamt of her again,
I should mention that I cannot
remember most of my
dream-land adventures.
However, my mind has not permitted
that I forgot dreams with this one
important person.

Thursday, 6th May 2010.
2 days ago, I once again saw this
exact same person.
It is perhaps an understatement
to say that I do not support
relationships. Despite my
disapproval, in every dream
with her, we are in a relatiionship.
I began to realise that maybe,
just maybe, my whole ideal
image of a woman is projected
in this girl.

It puzzles even me as to
how this image came about,
but I never am able to remember
her face. All that I know is that
she bears no resemblance to
anyone I've ever seen or met.
She seemed almost celstial to me,
everytime I see her,
my mood soars to altitudes I cannot
begin to describe.

The prelude is over
and the story has only begun.
Unfortunately, I'm beginning
to feel like I might have
accidently written too much.

As to when I would percive
the next post to be written.
that's for me to know...

"I loved her simply because I found her irresistible.
I knew my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. Once for all; I loved her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me, than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection."

Can you tell?
Too shy to speak,
too cold to hold,
with sleeves too short to wear our hearts on,
we sit around, stoned in silence
and steal stares at each other
and scrunch our faces asking "what?"
which is always met with a "nothing"
with a smile.

"What?"
"Nothing."

Is Religion a Lie?

"Do Miracles take away Freewill?"

A video i happened to chance upon
on youtube by a user called "FightingAtheist"

i happen to agree with this user.
however i hope the audience would understand
that these words although insensitive
should be taken into consideration,
as students we should broaden our minds.

"What is freewill? The American Heritage dictionary defines freewill as: Done of one's own accord or voluntary. Freewill basically means you have a choice.
What is a Miracle? The American Heritage dictionary defines a miracle as: An event that appears inexplicable by the laws of nature and so is held to be supernatural in origin or an act of God.
Do miracles take away freewill? If you were to see someone turn water into wine, would you believe they had magical powers? Would you have a choice? Does just seeing the act take away your freewill to choose what you believe? If a man showed you holes in his hands, and claimed he was crucified, does this automatically make you a believer, or can you still choose not to believe he was crucified? You still have the ability to ask questions and search for more evidence.
The obvious answer is that miracles do not take away freewill. We are able to continue making choices unless someone or something takes away our freewill. Losing freewill could be done by some sort of mind control, or physical force.
If a god appeared to the world and performed miracles that every person could see, and told everyone to bow down and worship him, everyone would still have freewill and the ability to say no. The miracles do not take away freewill. They are simply evidence of the power of that god or of some deception. For our freewill to be taken, the god would have to use some sort of mind control that would cause people to lose the ability to choose, or force us physically to bow down.
An argument could be made that seeing the god is taking away our freewill to believe in its existence. This argument makes a little sense but, seeing the god does not take away the choice between worshiping the god, and disregarding it. We could still make decisions, based on freewill as to whether or not we think the god is good, evil, or fake. We could still choose not to worship it.

A common argument used by religious people is "God can not appear before us. If he did, that would take away our freewill to believe in him." But belief in a god does not make you one of his sheep. It is obedience to that god, following its commands, and worshiping that god. Belief that the god exist does not automatically make you a part of the special "in crowd" nor does it get you a place in paradise, 72 virgins, reincarnation, or whatever superstitious afterlife that god promises.

So why would a god, that supposedly loves everyone, not appear to us and show some undeniable miracles to help people convert? We know that his appearance and miracles would not take away freewill. We would still be free to not worship. A loving god would do whatever he could to save his children from hell, even if it included appearing and showing miracles daily.

Believing in a god based on no evidence and then claiming the lack of evidence is because more evidence would take away freewill is simply not true. No evidence exists because there is no god and no hell. Take peace in knowing you don't have to live your life with the false hope of heaven and the fear of hell. "

So much time left for regret.

Does it ever occur to anyone,
that somehow we all have our own skeletons
and all it takes is that when something dies
bury it all up and celebrate its life.

if im gonna get to personal feelings,
which might be the first of which ive revealed
im absolutely shaking in fear right now,
for the people around me, for myself.

what confuses me the most is how
everytime something happens,
it gets pulled into a whole chain reaction,
like raining is not enough,
there must be typhoons.

regretting is inevitable,
facing mistakes, whether drugged,
intoxicated, or rash,
anything that constitutes to bad decisions.
will definately be a bitch.
what defines a person's character
is the ability or inability
to right the wrongs.

we as humans possess an ability
a capacity to think, filter and
make choices entirely out of free will.
it is inate, and simple, that everyone
can decide things for themselves,
so what makes a human drive
him/herself to desolation and suicide.

although it might be true that
one cannot live without embracing
suicide or crime. however,
it does not justify the need to
truely carry the act out,
that's what our vessels of
grey matter are for.

alcohol and/or drugs fogs up the mind,
the only reason one will consider
actually carrying out these insane
thoughts. i beseech anyone to never
never ever allow themselves a
chance to die.
any human no matter how discontented
should always remember what they
deeply desire. "i should want to live"

suicide,
if anything, it causes everyone around
who cares to break apart,
as long as a single person in any
closed group departs this godforsaken
world, the whole group will be dealt a
heavy blow, that causes the bonds formed
between them to be severly damaged.

nobody has to say goodbye prematurely
and nobody has the right to.
no matter how deep rooted your regrets are.
we all have to face some shit now or than,
but in the end, lift your head up,
tuck in your stomach and
strut like the warrior we all are.

we should live