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Darfur, Sudan Northeastern Africa. It just seems too surreal to believe that people living in today’s fast paced technology driven world have to succumb to the powers to be just because of violence. In Sudan, early 2003 two allied groups decidedly rebelled against the government for social and economic reforms the government was deeply threatened by the onslaught for the search of autonomy throughout Sudan. They then employed a largely arab milita group popularly known as the Janjaweed to conduct Sudanese genocide across the villages till the rebels back down. The facts speak for themselves and yet the government fails to accept responsibility for the ongoing terror and violence in Sudan. I sincerely do not understand how we can live in comfort while others toil away at the feilds daily, are forced to run for thier lives very second of the day and above all pick up weapons at the tender age of 3. Yet at the same time I enjoy the comforts I have, y’know its unlikely that I’m gonna start buliding a corn field and wearing jumpsuits daily but I want to do something at the very least. SO, if i still have the balls for it this time next year I’m gonna go and help with YWAM(Youth With A Mission) to help out, then maybe when I sip my grande double shot espresso frappe I’ll feel more guilty- and this time not just for adding whipped cream.
I loved every minute of this awesome french film Love me if you dare. It was the best most morbid love story ever but it reduced me to freaking tears for more than half of this awesome film. Juts seems so out of the ordinary but at the same time so easy and comfortable to relate to. I wanna watch this with my fiance, if he gets it, I KNOW he’s right for me. HA!
Christmas always adds that air of mystique and pleasure all around. The lights, the festivities and the carols that echo every street corner never fails to put a smile on my face. It just seems all that more magical as if somehow somewhere no matter what happens Christmas will always be there for me. It always comes like the mail- except much better. Lately though, being the cynic that I am, I’m begginning to wonder if maybe there’s some truth to all the commercialization nonsense that’s been going around. Is the world really trying to put a price tag on a holiday as sacred as christmas? I wanted to find out. Turns out the world was right after all. Very few people really believe in what christmas is- the birth of Christ. Sure you can argue that we don’t know if that’s the actual birth date and the astounding lack of archaelogical evidence yadadadada but the truth still stands as this; this day a million (maybe slightly less) years ago people took to be the birth of Christ and celebrated it as a holiday to commemorate just that and that alone. So all the love, peace, hope, presents, marshmallow filled cocoa, christmas trees, shooping, deco all that pure commercialization. So to celebrate the day all we should do is go to church, sing a bunch of songs pray and leave then sulk around while the rest of the world partakes in scruptous feasts and brightly lit candles that surround the christmas tree? Well, oesn’t sound liek much a holiday does it? So here’s what I say I’ll buy into all teh crap the media gives me about love and goodwill and the happy holiday candy with special drinks they make up at starbucks. Just like everyone I’m gonna decorate the tree and vsit the pretty lights at town but above all I’m gonna remember that without this day I’ll have nothing much to live for. It is called CHRISTmas after all.
P.S Those Italian/Persian bastards who tried to satanise christmas by calling it x’mas in the sense crossing out or “x-ing” out christ can burn in hell, you KNOW who you are.
Since Lucy was young she knew her parents hated her, her bath toys were a toaster and a radio. The very thought of hanging out with her must have repulsed them for she saw silent joy everytime she said she couldn’t make it for a gathering. Slowly though, news of the fact that the Hendersons weren’t a perfect family got out and they got it into their heads to pretend that they were the very epitome of the perfect family. Gifts were administered, money lavishly given out and family squabbles occurred in a rather underhanded fashion; behind closed doors, in the dark as far away from peeking eyes as humanly possible. Lucy hated this, with every fibre of her being she wanted the world to know what a failure her parents were, she wanted to run and expose them. Ironically revealing all will be the only way her life will become private again. So she wrote a story, very much like this one, exactly like this one in fact and published it in a place she knew all would see. Far out there in cyberspace perhaps someone would read it, someone who truly needed to know exactly how she felt, to the very punctuation. Only then when everything was destroyed could she finally find true peace- peace from within.
Wonder what it’s like to have the time to think? Well, wonder no more just by taking the time out of your busy schedules everyone out here just about, yes you heard me, EVERYONE will have the ability to know what this fascinating experience is like at the very small nominal price of half an hour out of your time. YES! Half an hour and if you act now, yes it gets better, we’ll throw a 5 minute quick drowning experience just for the heck of it to give you the full surreal eperience of what it’s like to have the time to think.
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