As a high school senior, the time to pick and keep a major has come around. Graduation is months away. I have been accepted to a private and rather pricey college (financial aid is still unraveling itself), and I have put ‘Law’ as my major with a minor of ‘Political Science.’
Seems rather dignified, right? Not so for an artist and musician such as I.
“For those who believe, no proof is necessary. For those who don’t believe, no proof is possible.”–Stuart Chase
Take a look at this Tea Party rally photo. The sign reads: “Obama, my forefathers were Christian, yours were from Kenya. That explains a lot about you.”
I believe it’s safe to say that the sign wielder is either hopelessly bigoted, helplessly stupid, or a good bit of both. Continue reading
"Shadow of Death" by artist William Holman Hunt
Blogger Alamanach commented on my last blog about how it only consisted of my rant about the Pagan half of Christmas and not the Christian half. I don’t know much about the Christian Christian half, but here’s my take:
Image courtesy of Petr Kratochvil
This is not a Christian propaganda post. Nor is this a pagan propaganda post. This is only an attempt to delve into the mysteries that have so boldly expressed themselves, yet have managed to keep their nature.
Is Christmas Pagan? I have never wondered such until I reached the age of ten. My family and I have never really celebrated Christmas (they’re strict SDA’s) When I shared this bit of information with my peers, the ghastly look of awe spread across their face as if to say, “Blasphemy!” Continue reading
Cynophobia: An abnormal and persistent fear of dogs. Sufferers from cynophobia experience anxiety even though they realize that most dogs pose no threat. To avoid dogs, they may barricade yards or refuse to travel except in an enclosed vehicle.
"Cynophobia" is derived from the Greek "kyon" (dog) and "phobos"(fear). Source: MedicineNet.com
I guess I’m not as bad as the definition above (thank GOD, I don’t think I’d be able to live with myself), but I can say I’m pretty bad. Continue reading
Photo by Al-Jazeera
I’m usually a cold, calculating person. If I have anything to say, usually, I will say it according to the best logic I can muster, with as little emotional envelopment as I can. On contrary, what I hear about in Haiti just about transcends all my ability to analyze, leaving me with nothing but pure emotion. Continue reading