Weblog of Nadine

Aug 24, 2005 at 22:21 o\clock

Writing vs Rambling

by: jamryn

Please excuse this mis-guided, out of her mind, decrepid old lady who still thinks that she might have an oppinion. 

I wasen't aware that  one had to get down on bend and knee and beg the permission from the one and only acomplished writer - Atilia - to share a few points of their own.

Since I hadde'nt clamed to be such an expert as ATILA  I wasen't aware my "TERRABLE WRITING ' WAS SO OFFENCIVE to  everyone!

SWEETY - before we go spitting out lables for people try and get your facts straight.  The only true statement you made was  - " I don't know you."  The 40's and 50's were a bit before Hippie times.

SWEETY - if you like it or not - if you agree or not - JESUS LOVES US ALL  maybe it's time  for you to tune in to a little bit of that LOVE.

Aug 24, 2005 at 15:39 o\clock

A soup of Nothingness

by: jamryn

Is that where we are today?  In a soup of nothingness, a bottomless emptiness, an inkey blackness?

Every one for themselves. No one for anyone else,  Get them before they get me? In a grand state of confusion? Are we going down a oneway path toward self distruction? Toward starvation and being malnourished?

I'm not just speaking of  food or nurishment - but in other aspects of our lives. It's true that nearly 2 billion of us are malnourished - suffering and depribing ourselves of  proper nourishment.  http://www.worldwatch.org/press/news/2001/05/24 

yet what I'm seeing and hearing is a starvation of who we  are - from the inside out. 

Call it religion or don't yet isn't there something - that we desperetly need to hold ourselves together?

Your choice of religion is that your choice.  To me it can be described like one big buffet.  You like brussles sprouts and I'll gag if you get them any where near me.  You're choice. 

In the Message version of the bible it describes the beginning like this; 

Genesis 1:1,2 

First this: God created the heavens and the earth - - - all that you see, all that you don't see. Earth was a soup of nothingness, an inkey blackness. God's spirit brooded like a bird above the watery abyss.

Have we come full circle? Is it time to begin again? What do we grab onto to stablelize our governments and ourselves?