I walked into a group of strangers and started playing games. We had had a few conversations beforehand, enough that I could gauge some personalities through broken English (my Lithuanian is still gutless) but… I was running on mostly body language. Now, I’m extremely competitive at the best of times, But in this game, I was […]Read more "Winning."
This started the “reading wrong” series. Give it a peruse if you’d like I am the third child of a peace and love ex-hippie type and a mother who grew up in the country with immigrant parents. So I get most of my faux racism from her. Jokes. #Australia Because of my non-violent upbringing and […]Read more "Reading Wrong: Our own baggage."
Conscience and worldview are interesting things that can be retrained. For definition sake, because both are defined multiple ways, when I say conscience I mean the pin board we hang our values on. We can retrain the pin board to hold different values but its pretty tough, and world view is our presuppositions about the world and the […]Read more "The pin board of Atheist mistruths."
So yesterday I spent all day in bed in a haze of fever and ache. Not enough brain space to use the day for any purpose, not enough exhaustion to spend the day sleeping, so i watched most of baz luhrmans version of Romeo + Juliet. One of my favourite movies of all time. Made […]Read more "Romeo is Banished."
A man would train his son to take care of the farm, his family and his friends. His farm was needed to feed and keep one alive. His family were those that he loved the most – these he was to protect and keep safe by providing for them – food, warmth, a wall around […]Read more "Safe and Sound"
If we read the bible through certain lenses, it colours it in a more helpful way. God is….. If we find that God is just a lump of wood that talks not, creates not, has power not and can be set on fire and done away with, we will behave in a certain way towards […]Read more "The lenses we see."
I woke up believing I should have a shower because I was sweaty and showers are fun. I then believed that breakfast would be good for me so I went downstairs. I read and journaled for a bit because I understand that my brain works better when I’ve processed things out loud or ink. I believe that […]Read more "Its not what we believe its how."
He had to be at least 55, maybe even 65. Sitting next to him was his rather small oriental wife. She didn’t say much. Without really asking what was thought about before he entered the room, he launched into a pre-prepared rant, pamphlets included and thus began a one hour conversation, that didn’t seem to […]Read more "Does God like you"
If only someone had told me that I was right. The older I grow, the more I find out that I came to conclusions when I was 19 that were totally correct. I saw the world in an unadulterated bluntness, that could’ve carried me to greatness. But you know what held me back? BITTERNESS. Bitter […]Read more "If only someone had told me. #ifonlytold"
For the past month, I have either been in pain or been sick or both. I infected my toe in east Timor, I caught a cold when I returned, it cleared up in Canberra and then got worse in Sydney, finishing hopefully with a whole bunch of yellow phlegm coughed up this morning and soon […]Read more "remind me what its like when im sick."