A lot of people are asking me to reopen my Facebook account. No way, only kids and prisoners write on walls. (lolz) I mean, I quit Friendster, so why shouldn't I quit Facebook too? Well I did start blogging, but I might stop once I find a Twitter-like thingy that allows more than 140 words.
Always wonder how different people are? Sometimes we think "why won't they see what we do?" without even realizing that not even adults can understand what children are thinking. The difference make people fight, but sometimes they also bring people together. It's understanding and accepting that makes a good relationship. Sure there are times when you just can't accept someone for who they are, at times like that, just be honest with yourself and keep yourself away from them while you try to get rid of those feelings. I'm pretty sure it's a lot better than restraining yourself for years and then suddenly blowing up when you feel like you can't take it anymore. A lot of us have experienced the feeling of not being accepted, the feeling of being different and ridiculed. At times like that, I will just remind myself that God is always loving each of us no matter what or who we are. So what if everyone hates us? Hate is a dispersing feeling, it goes away with time. They are there from the beginning, but they turn into compassion if nurtured the right way.
A long time ago someone asked me why am I wearing veils or why don't I drink alcohol and stuff. I told her, "be my friend for a year, then I will tell you". A year passed and she never forgets the promise. And I told her my answer, "Because my lover says so."
She: Your lover? Who?
Me: Guess.
She: I don't know. Must be someone from your country.
Me: It's not a human.
She: ... urmmm, so could you be referring to something celestial?
Me: It's neither celestial nor terrestrial. I'm talking about the one who created me of course. I'm talking about God.
She: Ehh? How can you be in love with God? Or is it that, you're gonna be God's bride when you die?
Me: Ha? No, those are some Christian's beliefs. God doesn't need a bride. Look, whoever said you have to get married just because you love someone? Marriage is a bind specially for a man and a woman who fit the criteria. Other than that, it can be called friendship, or family-bond. Love has many forms.
She: So in what form do you love God?
Me: Of course not the sexual way. I love God for loving me more than my own mother loves me, for being the coolest one ever, for being so passionate. Ahh, there are so many reasons.
She: What.. God is cool? Is this a new religion?
Me: Of course God is cool! Se can create anything out of nothing, se doesn't depend on anyone, se doesn't brag but is perfectly aware of how great se is. Se doesn't get affected by whatever offending thing people say, se has compelete power over the future-...
She: Ooo, so many.
Me: Of course. If se can't do at least that much, then se is not God.
She: How do you know se is God?
Me: Who?
She: The one that you call God.
Me: How do you know that this is a paper?
She: Ha?
Me: How do you know that this is a paper?
She: Because it's a paper!
Me: Then why isn't this one a paper?
She: Because that's a pen, duh...
Me: That's how it is.
She: That's different. You can see clearly that it's a paper and it's a pen. But you can't see God.
Me: Of course I can't. Then why do you call what you see when you sleep is a dream? You can't see it now, can you?
She: Hmm, but I can see it at night.
Me: How do you know that you're feeling sad or happy if you can't see it?
She: I can see from my face, you know, expressions.
Me: Then how do you describe hopes and ambitions?
She: You know, such and such.
Me: When I say there's a woman, who gave born to you, what do you call her?
She: My mother.
Me: So when I say there's someone who created the earth, what do you call that?
She: lol, the earth-creator.
Me: *lol* Interesting. What about the emperor of the universe?
She: It's called the emperor of the universe too. *chuckle*
Always wonder how different people are? Sometimes we think "why won't they see what we do?" without even realizing that not even adults can understand what children are thinking. The difference make people fight, but sometimes they also bring people together. It's understanding and accepting that makes a good relationship. Sure there are times when you just can't accept someone for who they are, at times like that, just be honest with yourself and keep yourself away from them while you try to get rid of those feelings. I'm pretty sure it's a lot better than restraining yourself for years and then suddenly blowing up when you feel like you can't take it anymore. A lot of us have experienced the feeling of not being accepted, the feeling of being different and ridiculed. At times like that, I will just remind myself that God is always loving each of us no matter what or who we are. So what if everyone hates us? Hate is a dispersing feeling, it goes away with time. They are there from the beginning, but they turn into compassion if nurtured the right way.
A long time ago someone asked me why am I wearing veils or why don't I drink alcohol and stuff. I told her, "be my friend for a year, then I will tell you". A year passed and she never forgets the promise. And I told her my answer, "Because my lover says so."
She: Your lover? Who?
Me: Guess.
She: I don't know. Must be someone from your country.
Me: It's not a human.
She: ... urmmm, so could you be referring to something celestial?
Me: It's neither celestial nor terrestrial. I'm talking about the one who created me of course. I'm talking about God.
She: Ehh? How can you be in love with God? Or is it that, you're gonna be God's bride when you die?
Me: Ha? No, those are some Christian's beliefs. God doesn't need a bride. Look, whoever said you have to get married just because you love someone? Marriage is a bind specially for a man and a woman who fit the criteria. Other than that, it can be called friendship, or family-bond. Love has many forms.
She: So in what form do you love God?
Me: Of course not the sexual way. I love God for loving me more than my own mother loves me, for being the coolest one ever, for being so passionate. Ahh, there are so many reasons.
She: What.. God is cool? Is this a new religion?
Me: Of course God is cool! Se can create anything out of nothing, se doesn't depend on anyone, se doesn't brag but is perfectly aware of how great se is. Se doesn't get affected by whatever offending thing people say, se has compelete power over the future-...
She: Ooo, so many.
Me: Of course. If se can't do at least that much, then se is not God.
She: How do you know se is God?
Me: Who?
She: The one that you call God.
Me: How do you know that this is a paper?
She: Ha?
Me: How do you know that this is a paper?
She: Because it's a paper!
Me: Then why isn't this one a paper?
She: Because that's a pen, duh...
Me: That's how it is.
She: That's different. You can see clearly that it's a paper and it's a pen. But you can't see God.
Me: Of course I can't. Then why do you call what you see when you sleep is a dream? You can't see it now, can you?
She: Hmm, but I can see it at night.
Me: How do you know that you're feeling sad or happy if you can't see it?
She: I can see from my face, you know, expressions.
Me: Then how do you describe hopes and ambitions?
She: You know, such and such.
Me: When I say there's a woman, who gave born to you, what do you call her?
She: My mother.
Me: So when I say there's someone who created the earth, what do you call that?
She: lol, the earth-creator.
Me: *lol* Interesting. What about the emperor of the universe?
She: It's called the emperor of the universe too. *chuckle*
Me: Good one. *grin* Then what is God?
She: God, something that someone worship. I guess.
Me: I won't worship God for nothing.
She: Because you love God, for creating you?
Me: I'm infatuated with God. But I think we strayed off the question.
She: Huh? I thought that was the answer.
Me: No no, close but not yet. Maybe I should put it like this. In this world, there must be something that creates, something that has power over all, something that is the beginning of it all. And that something can't be three different things or else it won't be something that has power over all. When it has power over all it must be the most knowledgeable. And it must be very kind and compassionate, or everything won't make sense. It must be able to hold justice, must be perfect. Something like that must exist! And that, is how people know that there is a thing called God.
She: Ohhh... sounds wishful.
Me: Yep, that's probably why there's no obligation in religions. People choose what they want to believe, and I want to believe that it's like that.
She: That's so easy to understand! Now I see!
Me: Haha, actually I always go off the topic, but I'm glad it got through.
She: Are you sure it's okay to live such a wishful life?
Me: I think everyone lives while believing in at least one thing. Don't you?
She: Yeah, I think I do too. I believe everyone will be happy one day. Somehow.
Me: Me too.
She: And here I thought you were going to say that alcohol is bad for you. Like, many people said that to me.
Me: Haha, I'm no pro at that. I'm just following orders from my lover. Besides, there aren't many orders. I'm practically free to do anything else that's within boundaries.
She: Such as?
Me: I'm free to be me, to play when I want, not to work when I don't want to. I'm free to choose my own clothes, to choose what I want to cook. I can choose my personality too! The boundaries are wide, there are so many things to choose from.
She: Haa, so nice. Even though you always seemed so restricted to me.
Me: Yeah, but it's only because your boundaries are bigger than mine. Then again there are people with smaller boundaries. In the end it's also we ourselves who choose which boundaries we want to live in, or to live in no boundaries at all. And because you've been my friend for a year, I'll tell you a secret. I've always wondered how fun would it be if the boundaries were just a little bit bigger.
She: Wow, really?
Me: Of course! People always want more than what they already have!*lol*
She: Haha, I see. That's too true to be disputed.
Me: My boundaries won't be for long either. They will go away once I die. Then I can try so many different things.
She: Eh? It will?
Me: You're not expecting me to wear veils in heaven??
She: You're not???
Me: Hahaha. Heaven is unimaginable. It's meant to be a fun place. And for different people the way of having fun is different. Well, it's not like I'm so confident I will go straight to heaven, but I believe God will save me when the time comes.
She: You know, you've just destroyed all the images I've known! I thought people would only flock with angels on big cushions in heaven. *lol*
Me: I'd like it if there's something tastier than McD in there.
She: So nice. Is there hope for me?
Me: Only God knows that. Why don't you look again for what you want to believe in?
She: There's heaven in Christianity too, and their boundaries are bigger. I'm thinking of that. Why don't you join me?
Me: Nah, I don't believe that God needs a wife and a son. Or a father and mother. Because that's what I want to believe in. I don't choose the boundaries first, I choose my God first.
She: I see. I think I'll choose my boundaries first.
Me: So are we over being friends?
She: Of course not! Why would I be your friend just for that?
Me: Cool, that's great to hear. *smile*
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She: God, something that someone worship. I guess.
Me: I won't worship God for nothing.
She: Because you love God, for creating you?
Me: I'm infatuated with God. But I think we strayed off the question.
She: Huh? I thought that was the answer.
Me: No no, close but not yet. Maybe I should put it like this. In this world, there must be something that creates, something that has power over all, something that is the beginning of it all. And that something can't be three different things or else it won't be something that has power over all. When it has power over all it must be the most knowledgeable. And it must be very kind and compassionate, or everything won't make sense. It must be able to hold justice, must be perfect. Something like that must exist! And that, is how people know that there is a thing called God.
She: Ohhh... sounds wishful.
Me: Yep, that's probably why there's no obligation in religions. People choose what they want to believe, and I want to believe that it's like that.
She: That's so easy to understand! Now I see!
Me: Haha, actually I always go off the topic, but I'm glad it got through.
She: Are you sure it's okay to live such a wishful life?
Me: I think everyone lives while believing in at least one thing. Don't you?
She: Yeah, I think I do too. I believe everyone will be happy one day. Somehow.
Me: Me too.
She: And here I thought you were going to say that alcohol is bad for you. Like, many people said that to me.
Me: Haha, I'm no pro at that. I'm just following orders from my lover. Besides, there aren't many orders. I'm practically free to do anything else that's within boundaries.
She: Such as?
Me: I'm free to be me, to play when I want, not to work when I don't want to. I'm free to choose my own clothes, to choose what I want to cook. I can choose my personality too! The boundaries are wide, there are so many things to choose from.
She: Haa, so nice. Even though you always seemed so restricted to me.
Me: Yeah, but it's only because your boundaries are bigger than mine. Then again there are people with smaller boundaries. In the end it's also we ourselves who choose which boundaries we want to live in, or to live in no boundaries at all. And because you've been my friend for a year, I'll tell you a secret. I've always wondered how fun would it be if the boundaries were just a little bit bigger.
She: Wow, really?
Me: Of course! People always want more than what they already have!*lol*
She: Haha, I see. That's too true to be disputed.
Me: My boundaries won't be for long either. They will go away once I die. Then I can try so many different things.
She: Eh? It will?
Me: You're not expecting me to wear veils in heaven??
She: You're not???
Me: Hahaha. Heaven is unimaginable. It's meant to be a fun place. And for different people the way of having fun is different. Well, it's not like I'm so confident I will go straight to heaven, but I believe God will save me when the time comes.
She: You know, you've just destroyed all the images I've known! I thought people would only flock with angels on big cushions in heaven. *lol*
Me: I'd like it if there's something tastier than McD in there.
She: So nice. Is there hope for me?
Me: Only God knows that. Why don't you look again for what you want to believe in?
She: There's heaven in Christianity too, and their boundaries are bigger. I'm thinking of that. Why don't you join me?
Me: Nah, I don't believe that God needs a wife and a son. Or a father and mother. Because that's what I want to believe in. I don't choose the boundaries first, I choose my God first.
She: I see. I think I'll choose my boundaries first.
Me: So are we over being friends?
She: Of course not! Why would I be your friend just for that?
Me: Cool, that's great to hear. *smile*
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