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My son's original plan was to teach English in Japan. He currently works in our military here in Canada. My daughter has been very close to visiting in Japan several times...
We all live in the same place: Planet Earth. I sometimes get sick to death of well-wishers. We need to get the hell off of our asses, get rid of our shit... and freakin' do some real good rather than (swear word) post freakin' prayers. G-d helps those who help themselves... and those that can't, the rest need to step up.
Posted this in another thread, but I'll post again here because the humor is contagious and maybe it helps. Won't hold my freakin' breath... but maybe...
I can't live the buttoned-down life like you. I want it all. The dizzying highs, the terrifying lows, the creamy middles. Sure, I may offend some of the blue bloods with my cocky stride and musky odors. Oh, I'll never be the darling of the so-called "city fathers," who cluck their tongues, stroke their beards and talk about what's to be done with this Homer Simpson?
We are all handcuffed together. Not a one of us can exist without the other. I sincerely believe that a true prayer isn't someone kneeling down and crying for help, but someone who has exhausted all of his potential and still feels a vacancy-- even in the light of success, if he might be so fortunate or not, as the case may be. As one friend of mine I know had complete success-- the whole package, the house, the pool, the everything-- but one day he woke up and he was in this total darkness of the spirit.
Recently, I listened to an old Simply Radio broadcast and I feel very privileged to meet and meet again some of these brilliant and passionate individuals.
If you think prayer is just getting on your knees, then I think you are mistaken.
THE TIME GUARDIAN: END OF DAYS - WHEN A ROGUE ELEMENT OF AN INVISIBLE GOVERNMENT THROW A MONKEY WRENCH INTO THE "KING SAUL" EXPERIMENTS, A POLICEWOMAN FROM THE FUTURE MUST RESTORE THE TIMELINE AND AVERT APOCALYPSE."PRAY SHE'S NOT TOO LATE..."