Untitled.

life cannot exist when limitations weaken it.

Jul 21, 2012 1:10am

How could it happen?

There is too much for a child to see
When the child sees a man kill another man
Over reasons inconceivable
What is death but a robbery
A snatch from the life that should be
What then of murder that should no longer let laughter reign?

What then of those who are murdered everyday?
Those who are kidnapped and raped?
Those who are beaten and tortured?
Those who bear the scars of war
And those who have no home to call? 

What should I tell those I love
That I fear for them
That some act of man
Should torment their life
For the rest of their days?

What shall I do for those I love
When I shall be too far and unknowing
That I cannot even lift a finger to prevent it from happening
Like a tsunami reaching the shores
Battering and eliminating all the defenses man has made

How could this happen?
Why did it happen?
A night just to fall on one’s knees
And think of that night and many other nights,
When man ripped away the lives
That was once carefree

It shouldn’t have happened at all
Like all the crimes left unsolved
And somehow, in this storm,
There is a mysterious God
That suffers too. 

Jul 19, 2012 11:53pm
9gag: Long, but worth reading…

9gag:

Long, but worth reading…
Jul 18, 2012 2:39pm
“ So how do we escape from inside this prison
Build your relation
Kill your religion
There’s thirty-eight thousand versions of Christian
Twistin’ the Word to fit how they are livin’
Heaven help us live like we’re saved
In one hand the truth
In the other the grave
One hand is free and the other’s a slave
Love is the key to lock hate in the cage ” - Je’kob
Jul 11, 2012 5:11pm

Symphony

Should a flutist on his own tweet his own tune
Opposing that of the notes on his sheet?
What speech shall the symphony make
When a lone flutist sought the attention of an audience?
What shall audience think but be mortified
By the rebellion of one
Who thought himself greater than all
That he alone could make a symphony on his own!
How terrible that he should lack compassion and empathy
That his own transgression should derail the entire composition
And make laughable what was great 

Nay, a symphony is composed by many
A symphony is the sacrifice of many to move as one
To sing as one, to play as one
Like that of a body that should walk or skip or run
A leg cannot rebel nor can the feet nor the brain
For it is then that the symphony collapses
And would that not be terrible for those hearing
For those yearning to be in the symphony?

So let my music be the one You composed
As You directed, as You imagined.

Jul 5, 2012 8:27am
whitepaperquotes: Tom Rachman, author of The Imperfectionists, during a conversation with Malcolm Gladwell of The New Yorker

whitepaperquotes:

Tom Rachman, author of The Imperfectionists, during a conversation with Malcolm Gladwell of The New Yorker
Jul 1, 2012 2:49pm
“ There is a twilight zone in our hearts that we ourselves cannot see. Even when we know quite a lot about ourselves-our gifts and weaknesses, our ambitions and aspirations, our motives and our drives-large parts of ourselves remain in the shadow of consciousness. This is a very good thing. We will always remain partially hidden to ourselves. Other people, especially those who love us, can often see our twilight zones better than we ourselves can. The way we are seen and understood by others is different from the way we see and understand ourselves. We will never fully know the significance of our presence in the lives of our friends. That’s a grace, a grace that calls us not only to humility, but to a deep trust in those who love us. It is the twilight zones of our hearts where true friendships are born. ” - Henri Nouwen
Jul 1, 2012 2:42pm

(Source: whitepaperquotes)
Jul 1, 2012 2:39pm

(Source: mariephantomhive, via thappiness)
Jun 30, 2012 11:41pm
“ I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. ” - Neil Gaiman (via thatquote)

(via weepingswallows)
Jun 28, 2012 12:31am
“ The reality is, of course, that you were on completely different roads. The assumption that everyone’s circumstances are identical is so plainly wrong as to be borderline insane, but everyone does it…If you’re consistently doing this when arguing with your significant other, that’s a good sign that the relationship is dying. Listen for it — when you forgot to do the dishes, it was because you had a thousand other things on your mind. When she forgot, it’s because she doesn’t care. If you find yourself automatically dismissing your partner’s explanations as “excuses,” you’ve gone to a bad place from which most relationships do not return. ” - http://www.cracked.com/article_19468_5-logical-fallacies-that-make-you-wrong-more-than-you-think_p2.html?wa_user1=5&wa_user2=Science&wa_user3=article&wa_user4=recommended
Jun 27, 2012 11:34pm
“ …the poignant Return of the Prodigal Son of c. 1668, a story that fascinated Rembrandt. The joy of the Prodigal Son’s father, who gathers his wayward, repentant son in his arms, is a visual metaphor for the sanctity of human forgiveness and love. Presented with breathtaking simplicity - only five figures, perfectly related to one another - and a palette of glowing reds, yellows, and browns, the Return of the Prodigal Son enlarges and deepens one’s understanding of compassion. ” - Michael Wood, Art of the Western World
Jun 26, 2012 10:05pm

There's never enough time to do nothing: Thoughts on Dating

shyuswag:

I just finished a conversation with a close friend. During it, eventually, he started asking about my love life and what I looked for in girls. I was really amused because it wasn’t something I actively thought about. But he was really persistent, so eventually we started talking more about it….(click to here to jump to entry)
Jun 26, 2012 9:58pm

When It Becomes the Past

Then how shall I protect thee?
How shall I be thy shield?
When thou shall leave thy youth,
When thou is now at last of age,
How shall I shield thee from the dangers of this world
How shall I fight for thee when thou is now a fighter with me?
What did it mean for me to fight for thee if thou should come to war with me?
I fought for thee so that thou shalt never be wounded by worldly pains. 

But now thou is inching closer to the line when I am helpless
How I wish for time to stand still, so that I may build thee
For time is so bitterly short! How am I to be with thee
And tell thee of what should not come to pass?

For I had long to be thy shield, but this resolve came too late

Now the present has become the past
And the teacher that I am is insufficient. 

Jun 22, 2012 11:51pm
“ Underlining and circling words forces you to concentrate on detail; fine for the SAT,not good for the MCAT…this is an old SAT trick, inappropriately applied to MCAT. ” - Examkrackers
Jun 20, 2012 10:43pm
“ Maturity is a compound of wisdom, goodwill, resilience, and creativity…Ease and luxury, such as our affluence brings us today, do not make for maturity; hardship and struggle however do, and the Puritans’ battles against the spiritual and climatic wildernesses in which God set them produced a virility of character, undaunted and unsinkable, rising above discouragement and fears, for which the true precedents and models are men like Moses, and Nehemiah, and Peter after Pentecost, and the apostle Paul. ” - J.I. Packer - “A Quest for Godliness”
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