Youngest kid of six with an inferiority and black sheep complex, but determined that God saves not just his soul to heaven but the remainder of his manic-depressive life, so others won't say he became a Christian and remained a jerk.


On identity
i won't be transparent before i'm opaque. and you'll get to know me starting from the small things: who my favourite bands are. what kind of movies i like. who are my heroes.

On Christianity
I’m convinced that when confronted with sincere, real love, the Jesus factor will become obvious. But let’s not plant the cross before we carry it. I’m not trying to con you.

On dreams
Some dreams are meant to be achieved. I know that. But maybe other dreams are meant to drive us, privately. Never known to anyone but ourselves.


On melancholy
It is a sadness that, when choosing between crying and sighing, will choose sighing. I'd almost say that melancholy is being sad about sadness itself.

On memory and nostalgia
It saddens me when life moves forward and people decide that certain things are worth forgetting.

On language
I've learnt that the word irregardless is filed as a non-standard word in the English language. That's a lexicographer's way of saying it's not a real word.

On politics
Crowds are fickle things. So when we stand in the thousands and cry against the present government, do we know who we're actually crying for?

On society
People always want the best for themselves. But I want to sometimes take second or third or fourth best, just so that the loser down the road doesn't always have to come in last. It must feel like shit to always come in last.

On growing old
Leasehold property make me feel sad. It doesn't matter how old the family photos are that you put on your wall. It's your family but it's not really your wall.

On philosophy
I ask you, if God loves everyone, and if God is also incapable of loving evil, how can there be such a thing as an evil man?

On a daily basis
One line quips, like this.


Tuesday, August 08, 2006
There should be a giant human blender. Right in the middle of the city. Every month, the low-lives and unrepentant scum of society should be brought to this blender, where crowds will gather and watch, like a big ceremony. And as these people file into the giant human blender schute, entire communities will cheer and roar with approval.

Not the most christian thing to have ever been conceived, but the giant human blender will effectively remove from our society its least functioning members - troublemakers, people with no initiative or people with utter disregard for order and system. All these people will be caught by the system via some draconian means and they will be given one month to repent and change their wicked ways.

Guys who regard others in lifts as sex predators out to launch themselves at their girlfriends if they don't "pull them in" shall be put under microscopic attention for 30 days after which, if manners are not improved and decency and respect not shown to fellow lift commuters, they shall walk the short plank down the long blender tube. Many more shall be caught. The world will be a better place.

The remains of the blended offenders will water the fields of neighbouring rural agriculture. We will feed off these parasites as they fed off everyone else. Their pointless lives will eventually see purpose, albeit in death, nonetheless they shall not die in vain - though they lived in it.

... my vision of megalomania sounds great. i think i wanna be a dictator.

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