Infrequent Posts

Because misdirected anger is the biggest pet peeve of mine, I have no close female friends. 

The Problem of Evil I

Omnipotence, omniscience, omnipresence: three traits we associate with the divine, particularly the anthropomorphic god of the Abrahamic religions. Why are these traits given to God? The earliest source that I know of is the Bible, of course. It mentions throughout the stories the vast reality of God’s existence. God is in heaven, God is on Earth; it even mentions how God appears in Hell. God can hear our thoughts, and has been here since the universe’s creation. For Christians, these are easy concepts to accept.

However, enter the problem of evil: it, combined with the aforementioned traits, contradict another very important attribute that virtually all Christians associate with God, the attribute known as “benevolence.” An utterly benevolent god is something we have all grown up hearing about. God, our creator, must be good. The ultimate good. Yet, evil exists. I am sure that everybody has considered this. How can God be so benevolent and allow for moral and natural evils to occur? A preacher might say that humanity has free will and thus brings evil upon themselves, God having nothing to do with it. But this doesn’t address the propensity for “evil” that is within people who commit “evil” actions, not to mention the infinite number of “natural evils” that occur, such as disease, hurricanes, etc. (though some natural disasters are more and more being attributed to humanity). Nonetheless, this “free will” concept would cast another shadow on God’s benevolence, for evil needn’t happen. He could erase it, or else not ever brought it into existence. Perhaps preacher might say the devil spawns evil, not God. But then the previous issue remains: God created the angels, Satan is a fallen angel. God knew that Satan would fall, ergo creating evil itself. 

I will write more on this later. 

Rambling, incoherent poetry stuff:

Here we are, clinching on at the end

Can you know who is your friend?

Unearthly slowly, faintly finding that fiction

is but the shadow of a non-fictional reality

plato had it right when he spoke of the cave

we’re nothing but blind and our thoughts concave

yet here I am, these words abound

and no reflection in my actions are found

ruminating proves to be a never-cure

and hope, he’s always never sure

but as i look outside, as I look inside

surely, indelibly it is true

that all things in existence, the many or few

whether a faint gleaming thought

or a composite of ideals

even the trees, even the air I breathe

reminds me of you

We cannot escape from mankind’s darkest, most obscene indulgence. We all participate in it and we are all subjected to it. Torture is a habitual occurence, and it shows itself in the most infantile portion of our mental faculty.

Am I unable to understand or read people?

Women

At any given point, one of them is the bane of my existence.

I’ve brought back the tumblr

don’t ask me why. Honestly, I will not sift the contents of tumblr. It is doubtful that I will add anyone as the reason I deleted my last one was because I was friends with the only person I know that I know has one. I don’t invite anyone to read it. Perhaps I just want an online journal. However, I don’t mind if someone stumbles upon my page and decides to meander through my meanderings, and secretly (or not so much), I would like for someone to care about them. Maybe not for their intrinsic value, but maybe simply because I wrote them. Maybe they want to know more about me.

I don’t mind stalkers.

Pinkerton

could be my favorite album of all time.