The forgotten one...

Somewhere along the line, someone is always forgotten. In this case, it's...

NOT ME!!!!! HAHAHAHA!!!!

You thought I was going to give the predictable response, no? No.

The forgotten One in this case, is God. For some reasons, society tries it's hardest to forget the One who literally gave His all for their salvation. Not just His only Son in order to adopt us, but by the fact Jesus was God, He gave his own life as well.

And yet we try to forget. Or slander Him in such a way as to make Him look evil.

So let's add in another forgotten one: Man. Humanity in general. In example, listen to Theater of Tragedy's "And when he falleth". Vincent Price gives a nice narration on the evils of the world, and how if such a good God existed, he must have disappeared long ago. Because what good God could exist and have the world in the state it's in?

Too, Muse. Knights of Cydonia. Another epic song. To quote "Come ride with me, through the veins of history, I'll show you a God who falls asleep on the job."

Forgetting that it was us who chose to deny God and broke His commands. Forgetting that it's us who choose to start wars, murder others, and generally create thee world in the state it's in. He gave us free will. This is what we've done with it.

Unless we wanted a God who lords over every move we make, smiting the first time we stepped out of line? Because I think God get's called a tyrant or some variant thereof enough for having set the 10 commandments in order.

It's the equivalent of an innocent man paying the fines, and changing places in jail for a murderer, only to have the murderer spit in his face as he walked away free.

I guess it's a pet peeve of mine. I know only a little bit of what God has done for me, and does for me and this entire planet on a daily routine, and it blows my mind. And to have someone claim God isn't doing His job right, or that He doesn't exist at all...I don't get it. Partially.

Not that I'm complaining only against others. I'm in the same boat. I know for sure God exists, and part of what He has done for me. But I don't always act like it, and that may be worse. I could try my best to stop wars, murders and generally fix the world...but I don't. I could tell others of the wonders of His love, but I don't. Or haven't yet. Fear overcomes me.

So I'll close this post with another song or two:

"Would my care increase if I truly believed that a life could be saved?"

And:

"An image flashed across my tv screen. Another broken heart comes in to view. I saw the pain and I turned my back. Why can't I do the things I want to? I'm willing, yet I'm so afraid. You give me strength, When I say: I want to be your hands, I want to be your feet, I'll go where you send me."

Perhaps when people can't see God doing His job, it's because I'm not doing mine.

In the valley of the dying sun...

"...I walk a crooked path alone. I came across the shadow of a man, With an angel's breath. 'O boy' he said to me, I see your future. Though you long for peace...The sword is your father."

No. I didn't write that...but I think it's the perfect description of my life's walk...look up the rest of the song to see that I'm not whining again (the title is...well, the title...By House of Heroes).

Recently, I've adopted two adorable hammies. Dwarf, not Syrian. O_O Named them...Joaquin and Laredo. If you get why I named one of the Hamsters Joaquin without using Google, give yourself a pat on the back. Because you rock. XD

At any rate, once they stop being so freaked out around me, I may try to put some pics on here. I'm kinda afraid to take a picture using flash though. XD

/DrakeandJosh

The point is the song. Lot's changed over the past...not post.

Not forgotten.

This place isn't dead, just...not cared for, for a bit.

I'm wrestling with whether to get another snake, or something small and fuzzy. See, since I was 10, I've had a dog and a reptile. My Bearded Dragon Aladar lived for 10 years, and then I got Jayne.

Now, earlier this month I was dead set on getting something small and furry. Hampsters, Gerbils, Hedgehogs, or sommat.

Then...a friend showed me a Rosy Boa. And I fell in love. Care is similar to a corn, and it'd be a likely chance I wouldn't need to upgrade my stuff. Just get a heat lamp and some aspen.

Not only that, but a Repticon is coming to a locale that's...local to me. In May. I could likely find a Rosy there.

So I'm torn. I think I'd like Guinea pigs. But I also like Snakes.

This is tearing me in half. Not literally.

Loss.

My pet snake, Jayne, died yesterday. I don't know why...it could have been parasites, but I'm afraid it was my fault somehow. Friends and family tell me it wasn't...but they aren't helping. I suppose I'll have to live with it.

He just...stopped eating. I tried to get his cage to the appropriate levels, and succeeded. Finally. Took me awhile. But even after I had it "perfect" he still wouldn't eat.

I'm really sad right now, but I know God will use this. Actually, I know He has in small ways already.

I could pull a number of messages out of this...but I'm just too tired.

My foot...it itches.

I don't know why. A mystery of modern science, such as will never be known the answer to.

I figured I'd talk about another deep subject that I consider highly important in this post...but then I realized no one cares about soda in the way I do.

Probably. The likelihood that I'm the craziest person on earth seems an arrogant thought. Not to mention prideful.

So yeah. I've been 6 days without videro games. Except a game of virtual checkers I played on my Zune whilst the family was watching The Mentalist. Not that I don't like the show, but I really wanted to play a game of checkers. It's a game I've always liked...never play it. XD

So, now that I've (temporarily. Voluntary Ban lifts tomorrow) been without my "thing" for a week, what do I think?

I think I was too dependent on games to add fulfillment in my life. Now that I've been a week without them, I can see that feelings worthlessness or stupidity went away playing them.

Escapism, in a small way. Instead of shoving my problems into the back of my mind while being a virtual hero, I had to think about them. A little, at least. It's not like I went into a full digital retreat. Just replaced my "normal" activities with guitar playing and reading.

I actually kinda like it. I've been a bit more creative, and possibly more intelligent...though my stupidity is something I would blame on myself.

In fact, all of this is. I can't foist my laziness onto video games. I choose to play them, I choose to shove my problems into the dark little corner of my mind (my reasoning ability has been there since childhood).

So what's the point? It's like...putting on sunglasses in a dark room. They obscure your vision, but only because you let them.

So now, videro games have their place in my life. Kinda. I'm looking forward to cracking open FF7 tomorrow. But I definitely have something to think about.

I wonder if I'm an addict? *eye twitch*

I know what (or should I say Who?) should fill my life. I know the only thing that can...But do I really? If I "truly" knew Him, would I want to do anything else but worship Him? Would anything take as much time in my life as my relationship with Him?

Dreams...my life is a dream. I'm slowly realizing it may actually be a nightmare.

Requisite spooky/cliche` ending: checkeroo, little Jimmy.