Archive for May, 2006

The Power of Prayers

Wednesday, May 31st, 2006

Prayer to St. Anthony

Feast Day: June 13

O Saint Anthony, Saint of Miracles, Saint of Help. I also have need of your assistance; I have need of this special favor (mention your favor).

Therefore, console me in my present necessity and grant me the help that, with full confidence, I hope for.

Amen.


Unfailing Prayer to
Saint Anthony

Blessed be God in His Angels and in His Saints.

O Holy St. Anthony, gentlest of Saints, your love for God
and Charity for His creatures made you worthy, when on
earth, to possess miraculous powers. Miracles waited on
your word, which you were ever ready to speak for those in
trouble or anxiety. Encouraged by this thought, I implore
of you to obtain for me (request). The answer to my prayer
may require a miracle. Even so, you are the saint of
Miracles.

O gentle and loving St. Anthony, whose heart was ever full
of human sympathy, whisper my petition into the ears of the
Sweet Infant Jesus, who loved to be folded in your arms, and
the gratitude of my heart will ever be yours.

Amen. (Say 13 Paters, Aves, and Glorias)

St. Anthony, St. Anthony
Please come down
Something is lost
And can’t be found

Dear St. Anthony, I pray
Bring it back, without delay.

Something’s lost and can’t be found
Please, St. Anthony, look around.

Those we love and hurt

Monday, May 29th, 2006

Have you ever been involved with an upsetting argument in the past with someone close to you like a friend, boyfriend/girlfriend, family member, or spouse? Of course you have, most everyone has had been upset with people they love.

What is ironic about these arguments is that we tend to say things in the heat of the moment to our loved ones that hurt their feelings. Many arguments that we have with the people close to us in our lives are ones that we wouldn’t even have with a stranger.

So why is it that when we are angry we tend vent this anger out to another person that is almost always somebody close to us like our spouse, our kids, or a close friend? Why is it that sometimes we treat strangers better than we treat our own family and friends?

It is obvious that anger does not look very loving when it is coming out. The ironic part about getting upset is that we do it most often to the people we love the most in our lives. There are times when we are having a hard time at home with our spouse or kids and treat strangers better than we are treating our family.

You see, the reason why we tend to show more of our anger towards our loved ones is because the more love that you feel towards a person, the more open your heart is. And the more open you are, the more vulnerable you will become to those you love. This is where the protective emotion of anger comes in.

When we choose to stay in a long term relationship and marry someone, all of our intentions are usually the very best. Most people do not plan on getting together only to have violent arguments and psychologically damaging each other. We happen to get into these senseless scenarios by being blinded and consumed by our fear and anger.

What starts out as anger quickly moves into violence when it stimulates retaliation and revenge. You have to be emotionally healthy in order to avoid these painful consequences.

You must always be conscious of your choices and be aware of your actions. Try to feel compassion while experiencing strong emotions. If you want to keep yourself and your loved ones safe during high emotional and stressful situations, then you must reach this point of mental awareness.

Failure

Thursday, May 18th, 2006
Failure
I feel it approaching
out of the darkness
out of the staleness
I see it first just as small as the light from a fire fly
It is a silent threat, not heard only felt
Like the storm you see quietly but forcefully
dancing on the horizon.
As it grows in its magnificence
My apprehensive heart beats against my chest
I feel it so close but I keep praying that it will stay far away
My heart pounds wildly until my breath escapes me
My life my existence has been nothing but a great paradox
leading to this moment in time.
There are so many
Their voices screaming in my mind
A thousand thoughts inside only one
How do I help them all
What if I allow one to fall.
Will it swallow them into the parade of lightning
into the abyss of blinding light
Will I too fall for not saving them
I always knew it was there
Safely waiting on the horizon
But I never felt this light would catch me this fast
I never thought the rain would fall upon my skin
But now here it is
Will I have the strength
Strength to make it go away
Only the agony of waiting for the future will tell
Just remember never let it come so close
That you can feel the mist upon you
Because the second you don’t realize
the other end of the story
That is the second it grabs a hold on you.

The Holy Blood and the Holy Grail

Wednesday, May 17th, 2006

In anticipation of the upcoming movie, I’ve read "Da Vinci Code".

If the book or movie get people thinking about their spiritual beliefs and spur open and reasonable discussions about it, then I think it can be quite useful. Certainly the Christian church is smart enough to leverage pop culture to fill seats on Sunday or in their Alpha courses. "Passion of the Christ" was extremely useful to them for that, although I expect that "The Da Vinci Code" won’t be quite as useful, since its story is complicated and multi-layered and not of a kind that is easy to refocus into a positive message for Christian beliefs. Brown’s book essentially makes the Catholic Church the big bad guy, responsible for completely re-spinning Christ to suit their own needs.)

There is a lot of criticism of Brown’s novel. I have recently read a book (one of the "Rough Guide" series) that flatly denies the claims of Pierre Plantard and says that all of his "Priory of Sion" evidence is fake. Indeed, Mr. Plantard (who passed away in 2000) seems to have very little credibility, and likely no connection whatsoever to the fabled Meringovian royal bloodline, counter to his claims and manufactured documents, much of which influenced the research of Leigh and Baigent in their 1983 book, Holy Bood Holy Grail. Their book was in fact a major inspiration for Dan Brown’s novel "The Da Vinci Code".

The possibility of Jesus Christ being a mortal - a human - leader, is appealing and makes total sense to me. I’ve never been much on mysticism or things like life after death. However, human history proves we have a fascination with the supernatureal - with the idea of beings with powers and levels of existence greater than our own. Like children, we may look for their to be a greater authority to guide us or lead into our future. Our sense of "faith" tells some of us that this must exist, and that we can touch it and depend upon it. As an individual, I have never felt this way. I see that humans lead other humans around, for a variety of selfless or selfish reasons. My experience says that the mysterious is just something we couldn’t explain when we saw it. To me, it does not mean that it can never be expained or cannot be understood by humans.

The authors of "Holy Blood, Holy Grail" also wrote a book about the discovery, interpretation and politics linked to the Dead Sea Scrolls. Generally, I agree with their (and other researchers’) claims that biblical revisions have occurred throughout history to suit the political/social needs of various rulers or of the Christian Church.

For my family who have lost the ones they loved, my thoughts.

Wednesday, May 17th, 2006

Losing someone you love is often a factor of the past and the future, that makes the present all the more painful. The past brings up pleasant memories that makes you feel as if you’ve lost them in the present. At the same time, the severance shatters all hope of the dreams of the future you made with the one that you loved. Sometimes the pain of the here and now is driven more by the vacuum of strength that person gave you. How will you find someone that can make you feel the way you did? Can you ever recreate the hope of a future with someone else, knowing that you lost the one person that you loved?

You must find your own way in this. People, books, movies and everything seems to offer the solutions to mend the hurt. But when it comes down to it, you will know when you are ready to move on.

The past offers nothing. It is done and gone. The memories, they are what you create in the present within yourself. It is up to you how you deal with them. Do you emotionally charge with them with sadness and regret? Will the loss of what you loved be ever a thorn in your side? Human beings are surprisingly meaningful creatures. They can find almost any meaning in the simplest of things, let alone the most complicated. As I said, the memories and their meaning are created by you. You will always have them with you, and so it is left to you how you would deal with them. Perhaps it would be worth remembering that the reason you look back on them with regret is because of the promise of happiness those moments bring. The person, the shared experiences, that you think you have lost will always be with you in your heart and mind. No-one can take that away from you. Not even the other person. Perhaps not even time itself.

Sometimes I miss the people that I have loved. I think back on them. The memories that we both shared, the experiences, and the dialogue that shaped us and made us who we were and are now. If I miss them, then I simply recall the memory and they are there with me. The person that I loved is more so with me than if they were there physically. I’ve been there, standing next to the person I thought I loved, and only seeing a stranger. That’s probably the hardest thing to confront. How I wished so much to be with that person, who I loved, again.

But then, she has changed as much as I have changed and the person that I seek out is the person in a memory. The words that she gave me, the strength she gave me, the emotions that she evoked within me are still alive in my heart and mind. This was her gift to me by being with me, and I believe that I shouldn’t squander that happiness that she wanted have when she gave it to me. Perhaps she had given as much as she was supposed to give. Perhaps not. But to demand that she give more than she choses, then that is taking.

Maybe even she will give again. I don’t know but a life lived expecting that she will give again denies me the peace that she wanted me to have when she loved me. To deny your own happiness because she refuses to give, only wastes your life with each minute that you regret. And it wasted her life too, ignoring the emotion and love she had put into you when you shared a union. The feeling of loss and the pain, was sometimes because I still loved her. Some part of me probably still does, but I feel it is more the love of the memory of that person and what she gave to me. And in that, I cannot live my life in regret because to do so would make the person that you loved (and still love in memory) all the more meaningless.

And, if it be love, then why would I want to hurt her by making her legacy to me as if it never happened?

I don’t have the answers. I don’t know if I’m right and I don’t care if I am. It works for me and it might work for you. But find your own way in this. The memory of love will be with you always. It is your choice as to how you deal with the permenancy of it.

Jokes

Monday, May 15th, 2006

Two married buddies are out drinking one night, when one turns to
the
other and says, "You know, I don’t know what else to do…

Whenever I go home after we’ve been out drinking, I turn the
headlights off before I get to the driveway. I shut off the engine
and
coast into the garage. Take my shoes off before I go into the
house, I
sneak up the stairs, get undressed in the bathroom, stick my foot
in
the
toilet and pee down my leg to prevent splashing sounds. I ease into
bed
and my wife STILL Wakes Up, and Yells at me for staying out so
late!

"His buddy looks at him and says "Well, you’re obviously taking the
wrong approach.

I screech into the driveway, slam the door, storm up the steps,
pee
hard into the toilet water, then use the full flush, throw my shoes
in
the closet, undress in the bedroom, then jump into bed, slap her on
the
ass and say!, WHO’S HORNY????!!!" and she acts like she’s sound
asleep.
It Works Every Time!!

Sex education

Monday, May 15th, 2006

The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex. This kind of sex happens when
you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the
face.

The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex. This is when you have been
with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will have
sex anywhere, even in the kitchen.

The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex. This is when you have been
with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you
usually have sex only in your bedroom.

The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex. This is when you have been
with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway
you both say "screw you."

The 5th kind of sex is called: Religious Sex, which means you get Nun
in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night.

The 6th kind is called Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand
your wife any more. She takes you to court and screws you in front of
everyone

And last, but not least, the 7th kind of sex is called: Social Security
Sex. You get a little each month. But not enough to live on.

Different ways of orgams

Monday, May 15th, 2006

) Positive Orgasms…"Oh yes,Ohh yess,OHHH YESSSSS"

2) Negative Orgasms…"Oh no, Ohh noo,OHHHH NOOOOO"

3) The Spiritual Orgasm.."Oh god,Ohh godd,OHHH GODDDD"

4) The Sweet Orgasm….."Oh honey !!!1 oh honey !!!
5) The Dental check Orgasm.."AAAAAh AAAAH AAAAAH !!!!!"

6) The Rock n Roll Orgasm.."O Baby…O Baby….O Baby"

7) The Heavy Metal Orgasm.."Cmmon honey,go johnny,yeah
baby,deeper honey,comin baby…yeaa,eeeahhh.eeaaayyaaa

8) The Instumental Orgasm.."OOhno,ooohhhnooooo,eeeaaaaayaa"

9) The Alternative orgasm.."Oh Shit..Oh Oh Shitt ………OHHH SHITTTT"

AND FINALLY THE PAINFUL ORGASM……

OOOOOOH !!! OOOOOOOOOOOH !!!! WRONG HOLE ASSHOLE !!!!

THE CREATION OF A VAGINA

Monday, May 15th, 2006

Seven wise men with knowledge so fine
   Created a pussy to their design.
   First was a butcher, smart with wit,
   Using a knife, he gave it a slit.
   Second was a carpenter, strong and bold,
   With a hammer and chisel, he gave it a hole.
   Third was a tailor, tall and thin,
   By using red velvet, he lined it within.
   Fourth was a hunter, short and stout,
   With a piece of fox fur, he lined it without.
   Fifth was a fisherman, nasty as hell,
   He threw in a fish and gave it a smell.
   Sixth was a preacher whose name was McGee,
   He touched it and blessed it and said it could pee.
   Last came a sailor, a dirty little runt,
   He sucked it and fucked it and called it a cunt