tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55533532011-04-22T07:22:30.398+08:00In search of The Almighty - from the Internet to the vast expanses of the human mindSpithttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02646690469516088243noreply@blogger.comBlogger611100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5553353.post-1081673101138274012004-04-11T16:43:00.000+08:002004-04-11T17:00:59.326+08:00

Reader Open Air challenged me to expound on what little research I have on Mithraism to include visuals as well. Since I am not one to back out on an "argument", I present to you a short and sweet visual journey into Mithraism. ROCK-SOLID THEORY? There have been some claims that if there were any similarities between Christianity and Mithraism, they were to be found in the arts of both

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Over the course of our history, religion had been a big thing where mankind was concerned. Just as much as some people want to prove the existence of their Gods, others want to disprove the very notion that any god created the world. Today, I give you a piece of my mind on the Mitraism vs. Christianity debate. Or more appropriately, debacle. INCIDENTS OF COINCIDENCE Christianity began

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Read in the news that Palestinian President Yasser Arafat has had a screening of Mel Gibson's controversial moview The Passion of Christ. According to press reports, Arafat found the movie "historic and impressive" and not at all anti-semitic. In Reuter's account, Arafat was said to have described the movie as "historic and moving". In case you have been hiding under some coconut shell in an

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It's been a hell of a month, hasn't it? And, from the looks of things, things are really cooking here within the Malaysian blogger community, with the 11th General Election just over. A lot of people are riled up about the results, especially the Opposition's poor showing at the polls. LET'S JUST BLAME THE VOTER Amongst the disgruntled, there have been theories about how shortsighted the voters

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The promise of heaven, salvation or even Nirvana seems to be one of the most sought-after "commodities" among the religious. And I believe generally, we are split into two camps concerning the issue. One one side we have people who consider heaven to be the ultimate goal in life. On the other side, we have those who consider the afterlife overrated, if not preposterous. Yet, the funny thing is on

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Today, on my way to a regular appointment, I noticed that someone had erected a shrine on the road shoulder in this fairly busy business district in PJ. If you live in Malaysia, the chances are you would have encountered one of these little altar-shrine thingies. It's a tiny hut, usually no bigger than 9 sq ft. It's usually painted red and is embellished with traditional Chinese architecture.

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It's been awhile since I last blogged. Thanks largely to your commentaries, I have set myself on a pilgrimage - an electronic one, no less - to find the true face of Buddhism. However, I believe you will agree that no matter which sect of Buddhism you belong, Buddhism today has become so widespread, infused with so many different traditions and cultures that it's hard to discern what true

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Suresh's posting in his blog today is a subject close to my heart. What if your religious orientation clashed with your social obligations? What do you choose? In case you didn't click on the link, Suresh's gripe is with a born-again (Christian, I assume) son who refuses to bury his father according to their traditional Buddhist customs - as per his mother's wishes. As a result, she's

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The last post has been interesting - not the post itself but the comments from you folks out there! After all, that blog was merely a poll, and yet you were all riled-up to leave a whopping 61 comments!! Amazing. A DIVERSE BELIEF One of the things that stood out to me was the subject of Buddhism, thanks to reader wits0. Now, I have always dreaded touching this subject for the simple reason that

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Wow! Looks like I haven't been here awhile. Even the comments to my last post is piling up. Well, it's been a really hectic week last week so I never got round to it. And it looks like I'm not gonna get to it today as well since I'm shooting up north in a couple of hours. And I really don't expect to be able to get any internet access there. So looks like I'll only be back blogging after the

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Let's take stock of what we believe! But before you start voting, please read the folowing first so that we're on the same wavelength. In matters of religion, some people say that we're seperated into two categories. Either you believe in God (or Gods), or you don't. But I think in a Malaysian context, there just might be one more category - the one where you refuse the notion of a God but

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A couple of days back I managed to catch a glimpse of Edisi Siasat on NTV7. I love this programme! Apparently, the Malays have gotten onto the bandwagon of the oldest Get-Rich-Quick scheme - "Puja Kubur" (Grave Worship). Now lest anyone thinks I'm racist, I specifically mention Malays for the simple reason that I have always thought that only the Chinese and Indians believe in communicating with

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The Mad Cows have taken the United States of America. The Mad Cow Disease or Bovine Spongiform Encephalopathy (BSE) was first discovered in UK. basically, cows with the disease go quite nuts. Then when we eat them, we lose our mental faculties and our motor skills. And our brains just waste away progressively until we die. So, don't eat beef. Apparent, they've discovered the disease in deers as

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Looks like before the battle of Armageddon takes centrestage, Jesus has to do battle first with Santa Claus. Blogger Irene dropped me a mail since she can't access my comments. Apparently, parents and governments alike prefer Santa Claus to Jesus Christ! Do read my last post for context. Here are some cases, links courtesy of IreneQ. A primary school teacher in Australia bans a teacher for

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Tomorrow is Christmas. For a lot of us, it will be a day to take a break from the daily grind. For others, it'll be a great excuse for partying, drinking, gift-giving and stuff. And for some, it's a celebration of the birth of Christ. Anyway, Christmas IS supposed to be the birth of Jesus. But most people acknowledge that this isn't exactly accurate. Blogger Viewtru has a nice post about this,

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Read in The Star today that Saddam knocks Jesus off the cover of Time Magazine. Couldn't find it on the online version, though. But there's a similar story right here.Anyway, 30% of Time's 4 million circulation had already been printed when the story of Saddam's capture, captured the world. So, in the interest of keeping up with the times (or for the sake of higher sales, who knows?), Time did a

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Okay kiddies, just recently we have learnt that Christians consider Jesus to be God himself. As for the Muslims, Jesus is a prophet of God and not the Big Man himself. And then there on the other extreme are the Jews - who'd really rather not have anything to do with Jesus! Today we shall learn why Jesus is a thorn in the side of the Jews and why their execution of Him continues to haunt them up

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Hotmail is driving me crazy. It takes forever to load and I have to go through far too many steps just to read my mails. And if you're a Hotmail user, you would have noticed that lately the Hotmail guys have changed the interface. Now, I'm all for change. I am. But instead of improving anything, the new Hotmail is cumbersome and annoying, and that's as politely as I can put it. It stresses the

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It's been a week and still no one has come forth with their piece on Jesus. Looks like my cheap ploy to rest my lazy butt has failed miserably. Well, looks like I have no choice but to find my own stuff on Jesus Christ and put them up here for you to dissect! Hopefully, you'll oblige. JESUS SAVES Jesus Christ is pivotal to the Christian faith. In case you didn't know, the basis of Christianity

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Jesus is one of the most pivotal characters in the big three religions. To the Jews, Jesus was a political upstart and a troublemaker. To the Muslims, Isa Al-Maseh was a great prophet who did miracles. To the Christians, Jesus was the son of God sent to the world to save mankind. Either way, Jesus Christ remains an important figure in the faiths of millions. Once upon a time, atheists have tried

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Here are three words that I never quite understood as a whole. Of the three, I understand "maaf" to mean "forgive". And then there is "batin" which I have always taken to mean "inner self" or something to that effect. I have no idea what a "zahir" is. I also don't know if the arrangement of the three words are meant to form a sentence or if they're three individual words together. And to think

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I've been a lazy dogshit. Which is why you haven't seen any posts for a few days now. Don't get me wrong, and assume that I have learnt the error of my ways. I'm a slow-learner. And a lazy dogshit. But I will blog on anyway, since I'm also bursting at the seams with opinions. In the week that had been, I have found faith once again in the educational value of our local dailies. Nope, I am not

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Read a coupla of days ago in NoorHidayat's blog about the a group of folks from Kelantan who got into a shitload of trouble for renouncing Islam. Read about them again today. In case you're too damn lazy to click on the links, here's a summary of the case. Mat Yaakub Ismail, 56, Kamariah Ali, 51, Mohamad Ya, 57 and Daud Mamat, 72 (hereinafter referred to as the Kelantan Four) decided they no

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Last Thursday, I decided to sneak off home at lunchtime since I had decided not to eat that day. So there in my ponteng mode, I snuck off home and did what every normal, hot-blooded male does whenever they come home to an empty house in the middle of the day. I switch on the TV! Never mind that there wasn't anything showing. I just had to have it on. And this is terrestial TV, mind you! I'm too

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CS Lewis had this to say: Indeed the best thing about happiness itself is that it liberates you from thinking about happiness - as the greatest pleasure that money can give us is to make it unnecessary to think about money. This is a follow up to my last post (scroll down, I know you can). Religious people swear by their convictions. CS Lewis did. He believed he found true happiness when he found

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I am a student of the human condition. Let's face it - we're screwed! Some 400 million people in the world suffer from some form of mental disorder. Schizophrenia. Hallucinatory Psychosis. Obsessive Compulsive Behaviour. Anxiety Disorders. Eating Disorders. And the most common, Clinical Depression. EXCUSE ME, BUT ARE YOU MAD? 400 million!! That's a lot of psychos in the world. And on a planet

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This one's been waiting awhile to get out. For context, read post 032: Healing from Heaven. I was a little hesitant at first. This was after all my first "faith healing" experience. Now lest you think I'm a greenhorn in matters of the spiritual realm, let me just say I'm quite well versed in the mumbo-jumbo hocus-pocus what-have-yous! Now I've seen Trances, been to Bomohs and Pawangs, witnessed

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It occurred to me today that while I have quite a few Indian friends, I actually only know one who is Hindu. And the only other person I know who worships at Hindu Temples, celebrates Chinese New Year instead of Deepavali. Weird. But Happy Deepavali all the same to all of you who are enjoying the day off as much as I am.

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I logged on last Saturday, ready to give you my "reviews" on the Jesus Heals Rally. But I had wandered off to PPS instead and learned of the passing of Johan Ismail. Now, I did not know Johan and I had only begun to read his blog lately. But the news had a profound effect on me - partly because of Joe's youth (found out today that he's only a year older than I am) and also partly due to the

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I get the strangest emails, I swear! Here's something of interest, a faith-healing event. JESUS HEALS RALLY Come Receive Your Salvation, Healing & Miracle! 15 - 17th October 2003, Damansara Utama Methodist Church As a child growing up in a small town, I remember hearing about miracle healings that took place whenever some Mat Salleh faith-healer was in town. And these guys were supposed to have

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I've been thinking about changing my comment whatchamacallit thingamagic. Currently I'm on BackBlog which really sucks since I only get a 400 character maximum. Which means, you can't leave a long-ass comment without having to drop a series of comments. On the other hand Haloscan, allows comments up to 3,000 characters. Which is really sweet if you had lots of stuff to say! :) Being the

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I think I receive some of the weirdest e-mails ever. This particular one was referred to me by someone who feels that I should go to church. Anyways, the link leads you to the City Harvest Church in Singapore. You might ask, "so how the heck are you gonna haul your ass off to Singapore for the Sunday service?" Well, folks, this one really stumped me! Click on the website and you'll find a button

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Here's a song off of my playlist. One of my favourite tunes from one of my favourite bands, the Crash Test Dummies. In case you've never heard of them, they're the guys who did that crazy song, "Mmm mmm mmm mmm" back in the early 90s, when I was still a strappin' young lad in college. Yes, folks. I am old. And my days are numbered. AT MY FUNERAL - Crash Test Dummies I'm still young, but I know

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I received this in my email most recently. It's an advertising campaign for God. The concept is quite... erm... cute, for lack of a better word. Since I'm to damn lazy to do up some visuals, you'll just have to imagine them. These were stark white words posted on black billboards. No graphics, photos, nothing! They're supposed to be God speaking to us. Enjoy: “Tell the kids I love them." - God “

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Aiz's blog on John Titor really got me going. If you never caught that blog, John Titor is supposedly a visitor from the future, a time-traveller, no less! And he basically came back in time, to our time, and started posting photos of his time-machine and operational manuals. Along the way, he also let's us in on what's to happen in the near future. Hooboy! But you gotta admit - all of this feels

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We all love a good ghost story. That is, until we become the story. A family friend once told me that he was staying in a haunted house. He had, on several occasions seen the ghost of a woman who hung herself in his the living room. Fortunately for him, he's only seen her shadow cast upon the wall and not the actual ghost in her full, ghostly glory! His wife has seen this apparition on one

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I was flipping through some day-old newspapers just last night and I saw this tasty bit of news in Wednesday's Malay Mail, "Nigerian Pastor held in a drug bust." They caught this guy with three accomplices in a church-owned shoplot in Jalan Genting Klang with 520gms of cocaine. The church was not identified but is said to be located in Hulu Klang. FALLEN ANGELS Now, what in heaven's name is a

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I received this in my mail recently. It was titled, "Trust Allah". At first I though I was receiving an email from a good Muslim trying to help me find God. Nope. No such luck. It's just another one of those Get-Rich-Quick schemes. I gotta admit that this one has a fresh breath of air to it. Here it is in its entirety" ASALAM ALIKIUM, I am the above named person from SPAIN. I am married to DR

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Looking back at my most recent blog, and the comments - especially that fiery one from fooji, I felt such a great compulsion to write a Haiku. In case you don't know what a haiku is and you're just too damn lazy to bloody click on the link I so painstakingly selected for you, here's my explanation: A haiku is a Japanese poetry style consisting of 3 lines and 17 syllables in a 5-7-5 configuration.

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Over the last week, I had followed with great interest the mysterious disappearance of a century-old Tua Pek Kong (God of Prosperity) statue from the Hock Teik Cheng Sin Temple in Armenian Street, Penang. Decades had passed and time had ravaged the former pride of this ancient temple. The walls were encrusted in black moss, it's red clay bricks soaked in the musky odour of a century of incense

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I'm one of those guys who grew up on a steady diet of comics, from Beano and Dandy to Marvel and DC. Thanks largely to the fact that my best friend/neighbour's dad was an avid reader of comics. Now while I was in my teens, another friend showed me the Crusader comic series which is published by Chick Publication. The founder, Jack T. Chick is a professed Protestant Christian and is responsible

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I've finally had it with the old look. So I went and got a good buddy to do me a nifty little banner design just so I can put it up here in my blog. Unfortunately, I can't give you his name cos he's a damn wuss. Yes, Nick, you are! He's afraid the Religion Police will torture him for my identity! Bwahahahah! In any case, you'll notice that I'm not so hot with HTML or whatever it is that gets

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Now, when your weapons are dulled, your ardor damped, your strength exhausted and your treasure spent, other chieftains will spring up to take advantage of your extremity. Then no man, however wise, will be able to avert the consequences that must ensue. - Sun Tzu THE TRUTH ABOUT GOD I was poring through the net when I stumbled upon Sun Tzu's Art of War and it got me thinking: this blog is

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Read today that Alabama's Chief Justice, Roy Moore has been suspended from active duty. The reason? For erecting a sculpture of the 10 commandments of God (aptly named the 10 Commandments Monument) in the state judicial building. And his case will be handled by the Public Corruption and White Collar Crime Unit of the state prosecutor's office. So much for good values. In case you didn't know,

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In my last blog, I had received some comments which I think should not go unanswered. However the magnitude of the subject matter deserves an entire blog of its own. The first thing I would like to clarify is: I am NOT looking for religion, I'm looking for God. Now I expect some people will tell me that it's one and the same thing but I think not. If you look at some of the religions of the world

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This post is probably not as timely as I hoped it would be, but I guess this blog was never really meant to vent my feelings about world affairs. Still, the Bali Bomber is too large a figure for me to ignore. Yes, I'm talking about Amrozi. If you haven't heard of this guy then you must have been on another planet all this while. On 12th October 2002, this guy detonated a car-bomb in the busiest

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Today is the 14th day of the 7th month in the Lunar Calendar and it marks the "Yue Laan Chit" - The Hungry Ghost Festival. For the uninitiated, the Hungry Ghost Festival observed by the Chinese Taoist and is somewhat like Halloween with one major difference. You won't see any Chinese kids out trick-or-treating. This is because they don't want to bump into the things that go... well, bump in the

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I've decided to qualify myself and this blog that I keep. I'd like to think it's good manners to do so, seeing as to how this blog's readership is slowly climbing. To put it all in perspective, I give you some choice thoughts from Sigmund Freud's noggin - Freud noodle, if you prefer! "I am actually not at all a man of science, not an observer, not an experimenter, not a thinker. I am by

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Rev. Gene Robinson was ordained as the first openly-gay bishop in the New Hampshire Episcopal Church yesterday. It's a victory for gay activists and supporters everywhere. It's a step up for human rights, some people say. It's all good, except for one small problem: the very Bible from which the happy preacher preaches, forbids homosexuality! You can find it in the bible. In Leviticus 18:22, "

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I've decided to compile all the links of the holy scriptures that I can find online - at the very least, the books of the religions practiced here in Malaysia. Apart from believers of the Quran or Bible, most of the rest of us probably have never read any holy scripture of any religion, much less the ones we practice, like Hinduism, Taoism or Sikhism. (I'm only assuming, so don't shoot me if I'm

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Recently I have had a unique opportunity to talk to a Taoist priest (Lam Mor Low in Cantonese) at a Chinese funeral. The guy was on his cigarette break after doing a set (about 45 mins) very late into the night and thought nothing of letting out a bit of industry info. Now this guy went to a polytechnic school but decided that inheriting his family business of doing "ta chai" (funeral rites) to

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I wish I had seen this earlier! In yesterday's Star Metro. To promote better understanding, respect and appreciation of the world religions, Soka Gakkai Malaysia (SGM) and Konrad-Adenauer-Foundation recently launch the World Religions - Universal Peace - Global Ethnic exhibition for the first time in Asia. Imagine it! The first time in Asia. And it's all happening at Bukit Bintang, the bustling

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There's been quite a bit of juicy talk about race and racism over the last few days. This has always been a favourite subject for me. How did we humans evolve into a race of many colours? And god forbid, how ever did we evolve to become such pricks - always at each other's throats? According to the bible, God wiped out the entire world with the Great Flood. Only Noah (Nuh in the Quran) and his

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Over the last couple of days, so much has been said of Bruce Almighty in some of the blogs I follow regularly. Well, I HAVE seen Bruce Almighty! I thought it was okay. But there was a scene in there that is very appropriate for times like these. In it, Morgan Freeman as God, gives Bruce all His powers for a week with only one condition: "You can't mess with FREE WILL". In case you're wondering,

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A religious friend once tell me that marriage is not man-made. It was ordained by God, for Adam and Eve. As you can probably guess, the first wedding was out in the garden, and in the nude, of course. It wasn't particularly fancy, no suits, no gowns, no dinner ceremony, no silly toastings and no annoying relatives! Ah... now there's a marriage made in heaven. But seriously, who made marriage?

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In The Star today, the 13-year-old was found guilty of killing his tuition teacher's daugther. He is to serve time in Kajang Prison. While he is to be put in the juvenile section, the child will be the youngest there, amongst the older kids all 40 of them aged 18 - 21. What happened? What possessed a 13-year-old to commit murder? In 1993, 2-year-old Jamie Bulger was brutally tortured and

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Read in The Star on Saturday of the death of Pastor Kalib Besar. Pastor Kalib, 49, perished when the chopper he was in crashed en route to a prayer meet of some sort. This brings to mind yet another case. During the SARS crisis in the region, Pastor Simon Loh, 39, contracts the deadly virus and succumbs to it when he went to pray for a patient. These are pretty high profile cases involving men

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Astro is playing "Taken". Unfortunately I never got round to saving enough money for an Astro dish to have been able to enjoy that show. And with the way the pirate scene is going, I doubt if I'd ever get a copy of the DVD. Which is a shame. Both about "Taken" and about the DVD scene. In any case, I have always been fascinated by Aliens and UFOs. It's not completely preposterous that beings from

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I'm still tinkering with this blog. I've decided to manually enter a number for each posts. Just for kicks. I also managed to get some nifty tools. I've put in a cursor for this page. Put in a feedback button. I'm not sure I ought to have put one in - the feedback thing. People can get really incensed when you question their religious beliefs. I expect that perhaps some religious zealot will

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Was there suppose to have been any fun in this at all? I've been tinkering with my blog for awhile now; tweaking the colours, putting up some links, making it as visually pleasant as I possibly can and yet I haven't truly found joy in any of this. When does the satisfaction come in? I think creationism is probably just like that. If you've heard the theory, god made the world in 6 days. On the

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This is my world. I created it in 6 minutes. On the 7th minute I will rest. That's now. OK. I'm done resting. Now things should get progressively interesting from here on. That is if I have the tenacity to keep this up. I will try to maintain a sense of order here, and also try to keep some consistency - both in terms of the frequency in which you'll get to read my thoughts and in the subject

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