There are many differences between strings. First of all some strings may be tight and others are loose. This is due to three reasons. Firstly, tautness. This results in many things. One of them being unfulfilled expectations. What may this lead to? Possibly sadness.
Go think of all the second and third possibilities that I haven't thought of. Have fun.
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
About falling in love
Poor boppy. He's still sleeping in his dream. Meanwhile let me talk about my life.
I hate falling in love, it's so wonderful. You can fall in love with a million people at once. But then that's crappy. It sucks. I'm lost.
Maybe I'll sleep now. You guys out there, you're privileged to see what I think when I'm insane. No you aren't. But you shall pause now and falter a little because I'm going to sleep now.
When I sleep I'll dream about a million things like 1 and 2 and three and 4 and all the way to a million. And then I win and we wake up. And oh goodness, we fall asleep again. Goodnight.
Maybe I'll massage your head for a little while. Of course I demand that you massage mine. I've got a headache. When I say you do you really think I mean you? Of course not. I mean me. As in you and you is me and barney loves us all. Does he? He's just a purple dinosaur. Like. Humphrey the bear. I like you. Thanks for reading this.
I hate falling in love, it's so wonderful. You can fall in love with a million people at once. But then that's crappy. It sucks. I'm lost.
Maybe I'll sleep now. You guys out there, you're privileged to see what I think when I'm insane. No you aren't. But you shall pause now and falter a little because I'm going to sleep now.
When I sleep I'll dream about a million things like 1 and 2 and three and 4 and all the way to a million. And then I win and we wake up. And oh goodness, we fall asleep again. Goodnight.
Maybe I'll massage your head for a little while. Of course I demand that you massage mine. I've got a headache. When I say you do you really think I mean you? Of course not. I mean me. As in you and you is me and barney loves us all. Does he? He's just a purple dinosaur. Like. Humphrey the bear. I like you. Thanks for reading this.
Tuesday, February 07, 2006
Boppy has a revelation
Boppy went on with his life. He went on with his life for days by days by days. He was just living; and he was merely living. He felt that it has become a burden. Since when was life a burden? And so it was today when he really sat down and asked a question "What is my life all about?" But before he seeked an answer to his question, he realised: Who made me? I must have been made! How else could I live? How else can I exist? He wanted to know who made him.
A wave of sadness swept over him. Whoever he was made by must have been sad at him, probably even unhappy with him, angry with him, and disliked him. What was so great about me? he asked. After all, he was just a dot. A dot living in the fourth-dimension. He was not deserving of anything at all! And as a dot, he wasn't even perfect, not even round, not even edgy, he was a freak of occurance, an outcast of possibility! How could he continue living? How could he feel happy anymore? "Oh Creator! If you do exist, tell me what my life is all about! I am in despair! I am in need of help, and guidance, and direction! Bring me out of this swirling vortex. I cannot escape, I am weak, I am too tired, I am just a dot. Just a dot!" Boppy cried out a most honest, humble, heartwrenching and sincere plea to the Maker of all things.
And He replied, "Boppy, I know you are imperfect, I know that you are dirty inside, your shiny-glossed black outside was just an effort to hide the dirt. You are feeling tired, and you need help. And here I am. Rest in me Boppy. I am perfect. I am complete. I am your saviour. You need me Boppy. And I love you. I love you Boppy for who you are, for I made you and I know you inside out. I see that your heart is troubled, that your soul cries out for acceptance, and your spirit is dry of love. Come to me, you are weary and burdened, for my yoke is light and gentle, and I will give you wings to rise like the eagles and you will soar in the skies, you will walk and not grow weary, run and not grow faint.
I am your everlasting supply of stregth, your tower of refuge, your shield against your enemies. I am your shelter in times of need, I am a forgiving father, and I love you beyond what you can ever imagine. All I demand is your obedience. And I command you to drop your burdens and follow me. I will teach you how to love, I will teach you how to please me. If you wait upon my commands and obey them with faith, which I will freely give, and do it with trust in me, I will give you the desires of your heart, because I know what you really want, for I made you. I love you, Boppy.
Boppy, I have prepared a treasure, a reward for you. No created consciousness has ever comprehended what I have prepared for you, no eyes have every seen, or ears ever heard, of what I have prepared for those who love me. Will you believe that I died for you when you were still dirty, when you were still my enemy? Will you commit your life to my hands? I do not promise your life to be a smooth sailing one; I tell you it will not be easy. But I promise you that I will always be by your side, that I will carry you when you are weak, that I will sustain you when you are in need. I promise to love you forever, infinitely. I promise to give my all to you. I promise to give you joy even when it is not going well with you and when there is trouble, I promise you will find my joy in you your strength. I promise you peace, and security. The road is not wide nor easy to pass. The road is thin and hard to walk. Many may try, but alone, they will fall. Few will rest in me and in so doing, are able to pass the road, for they have found that to cross the road, they need me.
Will you obey me Boppy, will you pick up the cross and follow me Boppy, will you drop your burdens and be raised up by me Boppy?"
Boppy heard it with his brokened and contrite heart, and down his roundedness rolled down tears of pure joy. Crystal tears of joy dripped down his face. He has found the treasure he was seeking, and the answers he had sought to find. "Yes, Creator, I am willing. I have another question though. What is an eagle?"
A wave of sadness swept over him. Whoever he was made by must have been sad at him, probably even unhappy with him, angry with him, and disliked him. What was so great about me? he asked. After all, he was just a dot. A dot living in the fourth-dimension. He was not deserving of anything at all! And as a dot, he wasn't even perfect, not even round, not even edgy, he was a freak of occurance, an outcast of possibility! How could he continue living? How could he feel happy anymore? "Oh Creator! If you do exist, tell me what my life is all about! I am in despair! I am in need of help, and guidance, and direction! Bring me out of this swirling vortex. I cannot escape, I am weak, I am too tired, I am just a dot. Just a dot!" Boppy cried out a most honest, humble, heartwrenching and sincere plea to the Maker of all things.
And He replied, "Boppy, I know you are imperfect, I know that you are dirty inside, your shiny-glossed black outside was just an effort to hide the dirt. You are feeling tired, and you need help. And here I am. Rest in me Boppy. I am perfect. I am complete. I am your saviour. You need me Boppy. And I love you. I love you Boppy for who you are, for I made you and I know you inside out. I see that your heart is troubled, that your soul cries out for acceptance, and your spirit is dry of love. Come to me, you are weary and burdened, for my yoke is light and gentle, and I will give you wings to rise like the eagles and you will soar in the skies, you will walk and not grow weary, run and not grow faint.
I am your everlasting supply of stregth, your tower of refuge, your shield against your enemies. I am your shelter in times of need, I am a forgiving father, and I love you beyond what you can ever imagine. All I demand is your obedience. And I command you to drop your burdens and follow me. I will teach you how to love, I will teach you how to please me. If you wait upon my commands and obey them with faith, which I will freely give, and do it with trust in me, I will give you the desires of your heart, because I know what you really want, for I made you. I love you, Boppy.
Boppy, I have prepared a treasure, a reward for you. No created consciousness has ever comprehended what I have prepared for you, no eyes have every seen, or ears ever heard, of what I have prepared for those who love me. Will you believe that I died for you when you were still dirty, when you were still my enemy? Will you commit your life to my hands? I do not promise your life to be a smooth sailing one; I tell you it will not be easy. But I promise you that I will always be by your side, that I will carry you when you are weak, that I will sustain you when you are in need. I promise to love you forever, infinitely. I promise to give my all to you. I promise to give you joy even when it is not going well with you and when there is trouble, I promise you will find my joy in you your strength. I promise you peace, and security. The road is not wide nor easy to pass. The road is thin and hard to walk. Many may try, but alone, they will fall. Few will rest in me and in so doing, are able to pass the road, for they have found that to cross the road, they need me.
Will you obey me Boppy, will you pick up the cross and follow me Boppy, will you drop your burdens and be raised up by me Boppy?"
Boppy heard it with his brokened and contrite heart, and down his roundedness rolled down tears of pure joy. Crystal tears of joy dripped down his face. He has found the treasure he was seeking, and the answers he had sought to find. "Yes, Creator, I am willing. I have another question though. What is an eagle?"
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