...cHroNicLe oF sUbSisTenCe...

...cOnTeMpoRarY cOnUndRuM...


...mEaniNg oF ouR eXisteNce...
..sNapshOt 101..
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The Christian clearly understands that Jesus does not reveal all that is signified by the word "God," but only as much as could be revealed through a perfect human personality living in absolute obedience to God's will. The knowledge of God that men have by virtue of Jesus' revelation is quite enough for men to live by in this life, and to live gloriously and thankfully by, Christians maintain - the knowledge that God the Creator, the Almighty and Eternal, the Lord of history, is man's Heavenly Father, and that love might well be, and indeed is, the ultimate meaning of human existence.

...wHy bLaMe God?!?!?!...
..sNapshOt 101..
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It is one of the great ironies of human history that some mortals with incorrect understanding of God and life's purposes sometimes scold God because of the abundance of human misery and suffering-which, indeed, lies all about us. Such individuals almost dare God to demonstrate His existence by straightening things out-and at once! But He is a much different kind of Father than that. Surely it is requisite to eternal life that we come to know God and Jesus Christ whom He has sent (see John 17:3).

...GoD eXiSts!!!...
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To show, therefore, that we are capable of knowing, i.e. being certain that there is a God, and how we may come by this certainty, I think we need go no further than ourselves, and that undoubted knowledge we have of our own existence. . . . For man knows that he himself exists. . . . If any one pretends to be so sceptical as to deny his own existence, (for really to doubt of it is manifestly impossible,) let him for me enjoy his beloved happiness of being nothing, until hunger or some other pain convince him of the contrary. . . . He knows also that nothing cannot produce a being; therefore something must have existed from eternity. . . . Next, it is evident, that what had its being and beginning from another, must also have all that which is in and belongs to its being from another too. All the powers it has must be owing to and received from the same source. This eternal source, then, of all being must also be the source and original of all power; and so this eternal Being must be also the most powerful. . . . And most knowing. Again, a man finds in himself perception and knowledge. We have then got one step further; and we are certain now that there is not only some being, but some knowing, intelligent being in the world. There was a time, then, when there was no knowing being, and when knowledge began to be; or else there has been also a knowing being from eternity. . . . And therefore God.

...miNd bOgGleRs...
..sNapshOt 101..
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O lny srmat poelpe can raed tihs.


cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The
phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy,

it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.

Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Amzanig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if
you can raed tihs psas it on !!





Psas Ti ON !

...cUteNeSs attAcK tHeMe beFuDdLeMeNt...
..sNapshOt 101..
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..to cute profile or not to cute profile..?

..that is the inquiry..

Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous cuteness,
Or to take arms against a sea of ugliness,
And by opposing end them? To be anamorphic;
No more; and by anamorphosis to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That thy is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly not to be wish'd. To be disfigured;
To be grimaced: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;
For in that wryness of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal beauty,
Must give us pause: there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life;
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
The hideous' wrong, the eyesore's contumely,
The pangs of ultimate adoration, the charm's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his disfigurement make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a glamorous life,
But that the dread of something after disfigurement,
The undiscover'd country from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear the elegance we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry,
And lose the name of action. - Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my cuteness remember'd.

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