herwhitebow

2010-11-29T04:55:00.000-08:00

I've decided to start folding origami cranes with my Grandma.
I've also decided that I want to blog about it.
...now, to do it.

thebus.end.

2010-02-05T11:46:00.000-08:00

I am young, and I have nothing to prove.
Nothing to prove to those with nothing to look forward to.
Stereotyping, I now understand, makes up the pocket in our mind to help us relate or choose to dissociate.
I can accept this.
Like wrinkles and the staying power of osteoclasts, there are just some things that you cannot avoid with age.
But to defy these seemingly inevitable processes takes great motivation. Like Botox and exercise.
The end to stereotyping is not my goal.

You better believe that this present generation and the generation to come is shaping the world that you'll become helpless in if not die from.
How would you like me, then, to oblige you?
And how would I like, then, to be obliged...

thebus. possibly ended? but not here.
Prove it to those with the audacity to look forward to something. Anything.

Who is the Master of Sin?

2010-01-11T11:36:00.000-08:00

Rachael: Master of Sin

"Yes Master," says I.
But to whom?
Master of Sin, what face do you hold?
Demon of treachery, red serpent of hell.
Seductive face of wispy self-indulgence.
Carried on wings to overcome the son-bearing virgin.
Responsible for every lie. Every high.
I wreck friendships, with the he said she said twists of deception.
I turn brother against brother till the Earth cries;
for it is drowning in their blood, they've forgotten their shared point of conception.
Through me the woman you loved became the woman you despise,
though me a family goes on through broken lives.
My tongue sets fires,
My fingers pull triggers...
What do you know?
The face I imagined changed to a face... my own.

Rachael, Master of Sin.
And every lie, and every high.
Change your connotation.
Rachael, Master of Sin.
And every action is mine.

Master, that sounds nice.
So shall I, Master of Sin, be consumed by it?
Become a slave to it?
Or Master over it.

Therefore do not let sin reign in your mortal body so that you obey its lusts, and do not go on presenting the members of your body to sin as instruments of unrighteousness; but present yourselves to God as those alive from the dead, and your members as instruments of righteousness to God.
For sin shall not be master over you, for you are not under law but under grace.
What then? Shall we sin because we are not under law but under grace? May it never be!
---For the wages of sin is death, but the free gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 6:12-15, 23

An Unedited Vomit of Thoughts: I just love you

2010-01-09T11:42:00.000-08:00

Love God? Love Others As Yourself?
The second implies something...
You must love yourself.

How can I love myself?
If I am a lying, hypocritical, two-faced human?
According to all that the Bible and those who claim to follow these laws:
I am a glutton, a failure, ugly according to Hollywood AND the BIBLE?!
I've committed adultery, I've wanted that which is not mine.
All this can be summed up in one word.

Sinner.

If I look like this to God, how can being a Christian be worth such scrutiny?
Enter Jesus.
Lived and died so we might experience life as he did; a human-God relationship.
So that we might be saved.
The difference between a hero and a martyr is that heroes have a sense of self-preservation; they await a hero's welcome.
Martyrs believe in their life enough to die.

Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.

John 15:13

I am the good shepherd, the good shepherd lays his life down for his sheep.

John 10:11

For this is My blood of the New Covenant which concerning many is being poured out for remission of sins.

Matthew 26:28

Remission of sin for the sinner?
Jesus loved us so much that he laid down his life, spilled his blood, for the remission of sins.
If Jesus, God, could love us? What gives me the right to challenge love from God?
What gives me the right to challenge a command like: Love your neighbor.
I love you.

So don't get offended when I try to share this with you. I'm not trying to take away your free will, nor your beloved lifestyle, nor your happiness.
I just love you.

what does assumation do?

2008-05-28T15:29:00.000-07:00

Assumation.
The act of assuming; believing and speaking on what is not yet knowledge to yourself.

So you may say that assumation is not a word. Judging by the fact that the squigley red line appears below it verifies what you say is right...I guess. But to me assumation is a word in my vocabulary, not because I like making up words to fit a rhyme like Dr.Suess but because I've come to yell out the good news. Assumation is the preacher at your local street corner yelling "Sinner!" out of Romans 1:29-32 and not bothering to read the very next verse, he just assumes it'll say, "You're going to hell."
Or like reading the Old Testament without the New....how can it be old unless something has replaced it.
And how can you know the importance of the New if you don't know how different it is from the Old?
Assumation is believing I won't love you because I call myself a Christian and so does your drunk and iced out ex-friend who decided to hate you after they "repented".
Assumation is allowing those doubting quotation marks to surround the word repented.

Who am I? To decide that I know enough to take the next step. Next breath. To blink one more time.
Trust that that next step, breath, blink won't lead me to my destruction, but in whom do I place that trust?
In myself? I don't know.
Whether that next stair is waterlogged and can't hold one more pound over 114.
Whether that mist in the air is really freshening the air or destroying the delicate twin organs in my one and only body called my lungs.
Whether that split second that I close my eyes would've been the split second I would have needed to react, and save my life if they were open.

I just assume that I'll live. That every one on this planet is doing his or her best job of living and putting each foot in front of the last towards living even longer. Whether your sight is near or far, committed to this world or the eternal.

-Tangent-
So why waste your assumation on believing that I would write disrespectfully to you. Or that I'd open-eyed prove myself to be a contradiction in the largest of ways. Or that I'd allow others to vandalize my property.
-End Tangent-

Why do we waste assumation, a verb that we use every moment to keep us walking foot in front of the last, on something as unwise and immature as to judge one another.

Tell me the justification.

thebus.

2008-04-02T02:25:00.000-07:00

it's amazing how fast and easily you can fall asleep on the bus. as much noise, smells, bumps, toss-boom!s, bumping your head on the window......you can still fall asleep. maybe it's lack of interaction. you just become this hibernating human in a moving automobile. ho man! so a bunch of kids got on with me and sat down, guy in the corner mid 40's was SO RUDE!! snob'd those kids like they were pieces of trash. it was a "H E double hockey sticks NO!" moment for me i was so mAD! ugh. =) i wrote this in the presence of adults....

I want to change the world's view of kids.
Teenagers, almost teenagers, elementary kids, children.
We're not just ignorant, hormone-driven kids-almost-adults.
We're writers, singers, actors, lovers, haters, kiss-and-won't-tellers, secret keepers, artists, athletes, creative minds, thrill seekers, musicians---And even then world, we should not be "classified", none of these "stereotypes"that nullify our God given one-of-a-kindness to make us faces with our story already written.
Jock - prideful, stupid, good-looking, is always big headed
Cheerleader - shall make stupid choices, will get impregnated, low self-esteem
Nerd- shall naver get a (popular) girl, connects with those who stoop to their level, with always be outcasted
Goth - always sad, confused, going to die young, dirty
Handsome Guy - will get the chicks, never treats them right, always has another hobby
Pretty Girl - will "do something" with her life, future Ms.President?
Nice Guy - always finishes last, won't be happy till the end
Plain Jane - insecure, middleclass, no potential
The Next Generation - won't last
I've seen it. In the archives of Things Passed Down, this can be found. The recipe book for your children...take them to more sports if you want them to bring home a pretty girlfriend, set backs might include grass stains, early grandchildren, and stinky feet. More books if you don't want early grandchildren, set backs might include obsession with the end of the world, stuck-in-a-locker syndrome, and really high pants.

...to be continued. sleep

etto....

2008-04-01T02:18:00.000-07:00

i was talked into this. and i'm entertaining it. =) let's investigate....