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Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Three Sixteen
3:16 for 3/16
John
Monday, March 7, 2011
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Shadows
How can something so small cast such an immense shadow...How can something so ornery cause so much joy...How can two eyes convey such adoration...Spend one hour with my little girl and you too will know.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Untitled
A worn pair of boots that seem to have walked the world because he's in them met their demise in a fire of attention-seeking flames. After many years had gone by, he kind of wished he would have kept those boots...
This is Why
Composed quite a long write-up on this, but decided to forego the rant and just sum it up into a couple of statements:
Having superior physicality and/or ability allowing one to prevail by a vast margin does not constitute poor sportsmanship. Doing so in a deceitful, demeaning, or disrespectful manner does. Worry less about leveling playing fields for the sake of feelings, and more about teaching individuals how to and the importance of working harder to overcome adversity and earning what you receive rather than blaming those that already have.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
Fifty Seven
I was paid a visit from myself last night. I was thirty years older than now. I applauded myself for diligently wearing ear and eye protection beyond the recommended amounts, but politely suggested to myself that I should learn to lift with my legs more frequently. Oh, and I also told myself that I was right, soon technology is going to surpass all that our minds can handle and it will violently spin out of control. The fact that I was talking to a fifty seven year old version of myself over the internet is evidence of that.
He also told me to give up on the 'Cats...now or never. So I did.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
On Faith
Of the three central pillars of spirituality, faith, hope, and love, hope and love are likely the most well known. However, faith, being the most difficult of the three, offers great rewards of peace and righteousness to those who seek it. A man who does not struggle with his faith has either been unlikely blessed above all others or is a fool. A fool will have faith for the sole purpose of having a faith. That is inadequate. The act of having faith, in other words being faithful, is the participation in the understanding of that to which you are being faithful. This should be a man's lifelong undertaking, for blind faith is the worst of its kind. A man's quest to being faithful will be filled with obstacles of temptation. However, to seek understanding of faith is to give you focus. The unfaithful man will often succumb to even the smallest of temptations for his apparent lack of the aforementioned. A man's struggle with temptation and understanding is his struggle with being faithful, his struggle with faith. However, strength in faith will come to the man that searches himself for understanding. The final reward for this act of faith will be a peaceful and righteous soul.
Monday, February 7, 2011
Rioja Crianza
He had bought a half a case of wine a few years back, 2005 he had thought. It was a Spanish Red, a Rioja Crianza with little renown. A bottle was pulled for special occasions over the course of the next four years also, with little renown. Until the time came for the last bottle, Thanksgiving, 2009. Only two glasses were poured that day, and what glasses they were. What happened next, however, is somewhat of a mystery. After four years of mild struggle to find the right time to open the bottles, the day had seemingly come where the last of the Rioja Crianza spoke to them. Was it nostalgia for the previous 5 bottles being felt that day, wishing there were more? Were the serving conditions and pairings finally, as they say, just right? Or perhaps, just maybe, had they opened up the bottle at the very moment in time that the bottle was intended to be opened? I hope for their sake it was the latter, but I'm somewhat of a romantic.
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