Friday, July 30, 2010

Borrowed Time

I thought about mocking up a standard loan document for the borrowing of time in response to this, but that probably would be funny only to me.

Holy fucking shit! The name of the blog I linked to is Truth Matters, but the url is


AAAAHHHH!

Wait, is that blood tipped dears or blood tipped ears?

Does it matter?

So, continuing on:

"The average person in the world today, without faith and without God and without hope,

I am without faith and without god, but I am not without hope. I guess I'm not average. Why are his ears tipped in blood?

is engaged in a desperate personal search throughout his lifetime.

maybe this doesn't apply to women, for i am certainly engaged in a search that is personal, but it isn't desperate.

He does not really know where he has been.

no, that's the 'ludes. i know where i've been.

He does not really know what he is doing here and now.

i'm typing a blog post. lighten up on the 'ludes. it all makes more sense that way.

He does not know where he is going.

pretty much the theme of every song in the 60s.

The sad commentary is that he is doing it all on borrowed time and borrowed money and borrowed strength;

what? borrowed money? that doesn't really make sense in context. from whom are we borrowing this time and money and strength and blood tipped ears? god? if i'm without god that hardly makes sense. if you're going to try to tell me that my life is something that i can assure you it is not, do try to make some kind of sense. you arrogant asshat.

and he already knows that in the end he will surely die!

really not a surprise to anyone over the age of 5.

Man, made more like God than any other creature, has become less like God than any other creature.

i have long suspected that dogs were far more likely to get into heaven than anyone i know.

Created to reflect the glory of God, he has retreated sullenly into his cave; reflecting only his own sinfulness. Certainly it is a tragedy above all tragedies in this world that man, made with a soul to worship and praise and sing to God's glory, now sulks silently in his cave." A.W. Tozer

hmmm. i was always bad at that worshiping and praising and singing to god's glory. maybe i just wasn't made right. maybe i just don't have a soul at all. maybe some people shouldn't resolve their ego issues by creating people solely for the purposes of being worshipped. by people with bloody ears.



8 comments:

  1. I really don't understand the reference to blood/ears. Is that a particularly Christian concept? Their Christ has bloody ears?

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  2. "Certainly it is a tragedy above all tragedies in this world that man, made with a soul to worship and praise and sing to God's glory, now sulks silently in his cave."

    These people really just don't understand that I might have better things to do with my time, do they?

    And honestly, if God genuinely created us for no other purpose than to worship Him, why did He put us in a world where we have to work so damned hard to just acquire basic sustenance? All that food-clothing-shelter business sure does take away from the time we might be using for worship...

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  3. No idea where the bloody ears come from and I am an ex-fundy Christian.

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  4. And honestly, if God genuinely created us for no other purpose than to worship Him, why did He put us in a world where we have to work so damned hard to just acquire basic sustenance? All that food-clothing-shelter business sure does take away from the time we might be using for worship...

    That wouldn't be a problem if we were still cavorting all nekkid in the Garden of Eden, donchaknow?

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  5. That wouldn't be a problem if we were still cavorting all nekkid in the Garden of Eden, donchaknow?

    Then he should have omitted the snake, the tree(s), or both. Because, c'mon, who couldn't have seen that one coming?

    As for the blog title... Maybe you're only supposed to be able hear the truth if your ears (or at least the tips of them) have been Washed In The Blood?

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  6. In the Old Testament, a Priest was consecrated by killing a ram and putting its blood on the consecrant's ears: Exodus 20:22

    "Slaughter it, take some of its blood and put it on the lobes of the right ears of Aaron and his sons, on the thumbs of their right hands, and on the big toes of their right feet. Then sprinkle blood against the altar on all sides."

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