30.4.05

"ROME (Reuters) - Rome judicial authorities sought a temporary injunction Friday against an Internet site which carried doctored photographs of Pope Benedict dressed in a Nazi uniform.

The crude photomontages of the head of former German Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger on the body of a man wearing a swastika armband and standing in front of a Nazi flag were posted 10 days ago on the Italian branch of the international news and opinion site, Independent Media Center (www.indymedia.org).

Rome investigating magistrate Salavtore Vitello said in a statement the pictures violated a national law prohibiting defamation of the Catholic Church. Vitello said he was also considering taking action against the owners of the site for insulting the authority and honor of the Pope himself.

Ratzinger served in the Hitler Youth, a Nazi paramilitary organization, in World War II when membership was compulsory for young Germans.

He was soon released to study for the priesthood and his biographers have said he was never a member of the Nazi Party and his family opposed Hitler's regime.

Jewish leaders and human rights groups have welcomed his election as Pope and his anti-Nazi roots."
[Full story,

Italians Seek to Close Website Showing Pope as a Nazi"

]

I do believe that some students can stop their foolish rantings on how our new Pope was a Nazi. Plus, what happened in the past should simply stay in the past. Everyone learns from their mistakes, and second chances are not terrible cards. And plus, not all Germans followed Hitler fullheartedly. But I don't wish to get into the Holocaust for the time being. . .

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29.4.05

I find coincidences to be quite entertaining, though they tend to mess up my plans. . . quite occasionally^^. . .

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28.4.05

"Kill those policemen in your head that say 'No, that's wrong.' Throw it up, blow them up."

I think that's a quote from me in 7th grade. . . Man, that was my best year ever^_^.

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27.4.05

Juanes
ES POR TI


Cada vez que me levanto
y veo que a mi lado estás
me siento renovado
y me siento aniquilado,
aniquilado si no estás
tu controlas toda mi verdad
y todo lo que está de más

Tus ojos me llevan lentamente al sol
y tu boca me habla del amor
y el corazón
tu piel tiene el color
de un rojo atardecer

y es por ti
que late mi corazon

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26.4.05

"It is not how long the flower blooms, but how beautifully."

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24.4.05

I'll tell you why barely anyone speaks of God or Christ or Christianity with meaning anymore. Because this country was basically built on the foundation of "Don't Question My Religion."

I don't understand why I get e-mails that enquire such things. Seriously, children can get suspended if they're caught praying in public schools, the government has to get involved in allowing the Ten Commandments to be displayed in public areas and offices. You can find more televisions based on sex, money, and materialistic things than on Christianity, so you tell me what influences people and majourities better.

This country makes you ashamed of Christianity at times. You can easily be looked down upon because of loyalty to you faith. If anything, don't question me on "Why churches are getting smaller" go and preach about it in a public area and tell me how it goes.

True values are diminishing like clothes for pre-teen/teenage girls and mainstream media becomes more dreamy/fake and less real. The places to find "realty" are in museums, hospitals, and support groups. . .

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"Why is it so hard to tell the truth...yet so easy to tell a lie, why do we sleep in the church..but when the sermon is over we suddenly wake up?, why is it so hard to talk about God...but so easy to talk about sex?, why are we so bored to look at a Christian magazine...but so easy to read a playboy or playgirl magazine?, why is it so easy to delete a godly offline messages ...yet we forward the nasty ones? why are churches getting smaller...but yet bars and clubs are growing??....."
[I don't do forwards^^;]

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23.4.05

Sometimes you just need to watch what thoughts you allow others to know. Don't allow them to get too deep or too meaningless because you thought that they should know All of how you feel. . .

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22.4.05

How can one define facial beauty?

Somehow it's subliminally implied to us through the media and such until we get to terms of it. I found the only picture of Aunt Kate in the house and she's so beautiful in it. Seriously, it's black and white, and she's focus to the side of her and I just love to gaze upon her face. It's the face of a comedian, a radio host, and a survivor. She got smallpox when she was less than a year old and survived it, Thanks be to God. She's the only one I'm aware of that survived smallpox, so it's an important key to me and piecing together my own little family memory box, within my heart.

My family is beautiful and very strong. . .

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21.4.05

Well, now that the day has come to peace, I'm officially alright. I was quite up and down today, but what can I say? Lots happened yesterday and I've become quite vulnerable to headaches, especially at lunch. I don't know why, maybe because some people just irritate me ridiculously there, but I'm not one for lunch anymore. If I didn't have soccer to think about, I wouldn't even go to lunch anymore^^:. . .

Anyway! Been reading up on Nostradamus, it's quite interesting stuff. He wrote out his prophesies in a combination of 3 languages, so some were just left for others to interpret. Take a look sometime, might enjoy yourself. . .

Nostradamus

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20.4.05

Aye, I just found out that my Aunt Kate died. I don't know when, but it's quite recent, maybe some days. It seems that she had been sick off and on and was at a hospital being treated. I do know that she passed away peacefully, was given the Sacrament of the Sick, and then was embalmed.

Interestingly enough, we're lucky to have found out. They barely have computers that keep Years of records of people and have sheets that show close family members. The nun/nurses there actually went through her purse and found the number to her daughter, my cousin Ama, and so they called and told Ama's husband and he spread the word to everyone.

It's a pity, I would have loved to meet her. I never knew her because, as the adults of our family have said, she was slightly ill in the head and wandered around a great amount. The last time I went Home, I didn't meet her, but I met my Aunt Sue. Ha ha, Auntie Sue made a huge breakfast for us, Nanci, Lynda, Ju, and me. She made us like 3 breakfasts meals and stayed with us, it was so great. And yeah, Auntie Sue is the one that passed away in her sleep some years ago, like 3 years ago. I just thought of her because I saw a pictures of her. I actually stumbled upon the picture of her the morning they found her dead, she was asleep on the floor with her head on a pillow. . . .

Chai, I don't know what to feel. I do feel sad and teary eyed, but what can I say? People come and go in our lives, even if we never remembered or met them, we should still pray that their souls may be granted Divine Justice and peace in the end. I pray Auntie Kate's soul may finally be at peace, life in Nigeria was never one of the easiest. . .

And I just fear for Mama, I know things have never been easy for her and now she has to bury another one of her many children. . . I wish I could go back Home with my Uncle Ben and just be there for her, just for one day and comfort her. However, sadly, that too can't work out, for endless reasons that one can point fingers to but there's no need. . .

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19.4.05

People are like coal. You may not appreciate them at first, but when you take time to pain yourself to get to know them and love them, then they're diamonds that you can't bare to let go. . . .

Man, things are in a bit of tangle, aren't they? I guess we all just have to try to derangle them and keep things straight as long and as best as we can, eh?

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18.4.05

So, I was watching some classic Nigerian movies with Mum and some neighbours. Goodness, everyone was so dramatic and someone always seemed to be yelling, now and then. I think that some times adapts, transcendentally, into our culture, a tad too often. There's like always someone yelling^^;

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17.4.05

The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach their children to speak it.

Love, while you are able to love.

One is not born a genius, one becomes a genius.

I know of no method to secure the repeal of bad or obnoxious laws so effective as their strict execution.

Time and trouble will tame an advanced young woman, but an advanced old woman is uncontrollable by any earthly force.

The unfortunate thing about this world is that the good habits are much easier to give up than the bad ones.

Truly has it been said that all that is necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing.

Patriotism is a pernicious, psychopathic form of idiocy.

Two million years from now the scientists can start a row by claming that the creatures of that period descended from us.

Be charitable and indulge to everyone, but thyself.

Be happy while you're living, for you're a long time dead.

If you wish to strengthen a lie, mix a little truth in with it.

Hold fast to dreams, for if dreams die, life is a broken winged bird that cannot fly.

Those who don't know how to weep with their whole heart don't know how to laugh either.

I have deserved neither so much honor or so much disgrace.

Life was a funny thing that happened to me on the way to the grave.

Some men are so lazy they won't even feed themselves.

Perplexity is the beginning of knowledge.

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"I'll give you all I've got to give
If you say you love me too
I may not have a lot to give
but what I've got I'll give to you
For I don't care too much for money
For money can't buy me love "

How Lovely. . .

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15.4.05

"We attract what we are"

"If I feel good about myself, I don't need my foot on your back"

~Now, for justtah lil' bit from "The Boondocks"~
"Mo' McShout-Outs!"
". . I'll kill you, n***a, watch your back. I don't need no guns, son, I'll use a Big Mac. . . A slow murder from a burger wtih cheese, high cholesterol, hardened arteries. . . Diabetes from Mcflurries. . . ."
:: Huey[the one with the Super Afro] was readind and listening to the radio: :

~Just a random good one, My Most Favourite McShout from The Boondocks~

The Boondocks

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[Man, after That game, that we lost . . .: :Sniffs: :, all I wanted was some food and cuddle time with Erich. Buuut since that's not really going to happen, I'll just stick with what I've got so far, at 9 o'clock at time. Which are my pillows, blankets, music and self(along with the fridge^_~). Not too bad. . . Maybe, justtah lil' bit^^:. But It's time to rest, eh.]

Silence is such a beautiful thing and yet quite tiresome. Sometimes, the silence is good to clear things up within yourself, but there always comes the time to have a conversation about just all good things, bright, light-hearted things. Just rant and let it out and relax in peace. Sometimes, you just need that person, that opens you up, to come and cast their magic, justtah lil' bit[Okay, I got that phrase from the field, and it's just better heard in person than written. Talk to me sometime and hear it, it's just Great]^_~.

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14.4.05

[Aiyah, I know I've been a tad grouchy, but I blame others. . . If they didn't act like pansies and popinjays, things would be different. . . And then again, I'm just always tired, so what can I say?]

Sometimes, you just have to get up and move. It's when almost everything reaches that crazy level of insanity that trying to mentally sing to keep calm is pointless and screaming seems to be the only route. It got to get up and let go, find someone else to sit with and talk to. Just a simple conversation and the quietness of a brighter area.

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13.4.05

You cannot get anything out of nature or from God by gambling only out of your neighbor.

Journalism consists largely in saying ''Lord James is dead'' to people who never knew Lord James was alive.

Happiness never lays its finger on its pulse.

Conrad Hilton was very generous to me in the divorce settlement. He gave me 5, 000 Gideon Bibles.

People don't change their behavior unless it makes a difference for them to do so.

Happiness consists of three things Someone to love, work to do, and a clear conscience.

Death always waits.

The door of the hearse is never closed.Never elated when someone's oppressed, never dejected when another one's blessed.

I hate intellectuals. They are from the top down. I am from the bottom up.

Contraries are cured by contraries.

Intelligence is not to make no mistakes, But quickly to see how to make them good.

My face looks like a wedding-cake left out in the rain.

Experience that destroys innocents also leads one back to it.

With the majority of people unbelief in one thing is founded on the blind belief in another.

Noble deeds and hot baths are the best cures for depression.

The man who fails because he aims astray or because he does not aim at all is to be found everywhere.

Anger itself does more harm than the condition which aroused anger.

I've got a great ambition to die of exhaustion rather than boredom.

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12.4.05

"Love is progress if you could make it last"
["Shut Up," Black Eyed Peas]

Oh, what words of Truth! Ah, I can't even explain it because it's so blunt and just There. . . Ai, I think I can shut up now^^;

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11.4.05

I think our passions are what drive us mad. Allowing your emotions and desires to be released tends to cause majour problems. Problems that blind you for the fact of "letting it out" and showing how you feel. Oh, then comes the messed up aftermath crazy reactions from what has been said and done.

So then, is the carnival of feelings worthwhile? . . . Actually, yes. I find it quite amusing and it's much more interesting than answering papers and equations and running. You can always keep guessing, no matter how sure you feel about it. Sometimes you have to sit and think, Am I right? Though guessing games aren't my favourite thing with restaurants, some times, they tend to be with people and emotions, because they tend to constantly change and searching for the reason can be quite interesting. . .

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10.4.05

Just don't say anything when you surely know it's a lie or when you can't do anything, don't say you'll always do it. . .

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9.4.05

Well, Well, Wellll. . .

I found a link to a site about Brazilian Girls. You can actually listen to the songs. My all-time favourites are #4, #5, #11 and #12. Now, I Strongly Advise that you Don't listen to #7, partly being that the chorus goes "Pussy, Pussy, Pussy, Marijuan." It's something you just shouldn't listen to at this point in your lives, you know? But, Check them Out!

Brazilian Girls' Music

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Xu lapi knewel

A good heart is better than all the heads in the world.

I have the simplest tastes.

I am always satisfied with the best.

A pig bought on credit is forever grunting.

It is easy to be beautiful it is difficult to appear so.

It ain't sin if you crack a few laws now and then, just so long as you don't break any.

Unless commitment is made, there are only promises and hopes but no plans.

Changes start occurring when budgets are cut.

Old England liberty -- to be robbed by the Ministry, and insulted by the populace without redress.

Men have always need of God!

The only thing we learn from new elections is we learned nothing from the old.

Thou art my glory and the exultation of y heart: thou art my hope and refuge in the day of my trouble.

Since when do you have to agree with people to defend them from injustice?

Books like friends, should be few and well-chosen.

If we want everything to remain as it is, it will be necessary for everything to change.

By continually scolding someone, they in time become accustomed to it and despise your reproof.

Civilization must be destroyed.

The hairy saints of the North have earned this crumb by their complaints.

The burden which is well borne becomes light.

To promote laughter without joining in it greatly heightens the effect.

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8.4.05

Helping someone out is quite interesting. You help them and they will be willing to return the favour. Now, sometimes I don't want to be in the cycle of helping, because I've been brought up on the philosophy of mainly depending on myself alone. It's quite hard to break. But then, if we all help each other out lots more, there won't be much reason to think it over and things could be better, couldn't they? Well, as long as we do it out of the goodness of our hearts, yeah.

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7.4.05

"It's been a hard day and night, I should be sleepin' like a log."
[The Beatles]

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6.4.05

It's just one of those times when you don't want any bull from anyone about this or that and you just want things to be settled. It's just an aggressive passion to not stall any longer, not have to think anything over, and just get up with a clear mind because it's all over with.

I don't always take that passion and make use of it, but soccer has gotten me to. Sadly, I tend to mix up my intentions and lead on to a different focus. Yeah, it's quite screwed up^^; I just didn't want to linger any more.

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5.4.05

[Ay, I don't know, Blogger was having problems yesterday. . . ]

Bah da. . . So ah, I got back my SAT scores right? And in a range of 200 to 800, I got 450 on my Verbal section and 500 on math. I feel so low, but it goes to show. I know what I'm doing when it comes to numbers, but words and me just tend to not mix at all. But you can't let the battle bring you down. . .

Literally, I know how hard it is to run against the wind. Oh, it's so hard, but when you keep at it and fight, it does get easier. [Girl's Soccer won Today!!]. But man, I wouldn't tell anyone to fight against the wrong and the obvious, you feel you powerful when you know you kept at it and kept trying. Keep rocking it and prove yourself to yourself.

Lately, I've been in the Bad mix of emotions and feelings. It's not cool, I don't debating on how I feel, because if I don't feel one way then it must be the other. Yet, when it's neither, it's like "Eh. . ? This ain't right, man." But, mmm, I think they're from focus troubles. Not being able to know Exactly what it is I'm focusing on and feeling as if I'm just running around in circles because that's the way my heart and mind are blowing. And I just don't like it when the two have these battles. . . . I should just talk it out, eh?

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3.4.05

I can't think of anything to really say right now, other than a prayer that Pope John Paul II's soul may now rest in peace. . . It's been a mellow mood of recent so I've been listening to a band that was introduced to me by the ever so lovely Nanci[!!!!]. They're called "Brazilian Girls," it's a female singer and a band that create their music and she sings in English, French, Spanish, German, and maybe Italian. They all traveled around the world before they met and know what Music sounds like. The leader singer, she's got this Ausie mellow voice and it's so beautiful, and she was born in Rome, Italy, which is super. . . I Really like them, listen to them if you can, it's all worth the while. . .

"Now I'm whistling his melody
You know it's what I need
Then suddenly he stops playing and steps up to me
And the band goes
Bah Daaaa, Bah Daaa Bada Ba Daaaaa, Baa daaaaaaaaa. . "

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2.4.05

An ancient philosopher stated that the world will end in the year 2006. He is the same one that predicted the events of 9-11, so I wouldn't joke with what he saw. I think it was Nostradamus or so. But, he also gave follow ups to it, such as majour disasters, such as the tsunami's, earthquakes, mudslides, of recent, and, interestingly enough, about the death of the pope. It wasn't specific of it being John Paul II, may his soul now rest in heavenly peace, but yesh. And also, he did mention the fact of two great nations falling, or warring, and think of the U.S. and Iraq. Though Britain is a part of the war, the main focus is of the U.S. and Iraq.

So, I believe that the end is most definitely near and don't feel the need to complain or waste away anymore. Just feel like living freely and repenting and such. . .

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1.4.05

The Pope is dying. . . Because of that, I've been wondering if the things I've done in my life have been worth it. Will good grades get me a seat in heaven? What prosperous actions have I taken in the name of the Lord?

And you can't really get many answers. All my life, the family motto has been focused on getting good grades, a good job, and a good life. But, is it worth it? I mean, you spend a good portion of your life in school, aiming for human valued things. I've been doing homework, and it's actually just a waste. No matter what any teacher out there says, it is a waste. I mean, seriously, how many people in your life, after high school, will question you about Shakespeare or what sugar holds thymine together?

It's like running a marathon for nothing. Because I feel like I won't find my meaning in life until I'm probably in my 40s, if I live that long. Which is after accomplishing vain actions.

The world's going to end next year and I feel I have Nothing in my life to show thanks to God for giving me a chance to have a life on earth. Though it's short, but all our lives are short and will be gone before we know what happened. And what can we say? "I'm proud to be an American" is not going to get you any where in the after life, I'll tell you that. . . .

I feel like a fool. Doing worthless things in my life for rewards of emptiness. Thinking through all things, were my lies worth the silent pain? What of the people I've attached myself to? What good are we doing each other if we end up babbling or just not having any substance? I feel that my only pride in myself is that I have almost always had an aim to not go against God and to have the ability to still smile in my loneliness hours.

. . . . Well, yeah, school work may help you analise certain topics, but how many take that into thought when answering review questions? How many of us Truly understand why we "need" to go to school. Not everyone can get a scholarship and not everyone can live as an artist. Not everyone "needs" to learn algebra and geometry and trigonometry, especially in order to be a machanic or plumber or village leader, and surely not a talk show host. . . But I think we all do need to understand our religions, understand the meaning of Christianity and aim to be at peace with God, he's the only one you can't hide from, and neither surely cheat. . .

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What's with my java?!?!?!?!?!

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[Okay, this blog is having errors here and there and little new things I set up aren't really Willing to show up. So, not as if I didn't post, more of it wouldn't appear.]

Don't fall into the trap of the lustful. Get inside their heads and turn the switch off and you, as a target, will no longer be anymore [of it].

[Oh yeah, I made a xanga thing. Just For When I Can't Use Blogger. I've actually had it for months but was too lazy to do anything with it. So, it's on my blog link list and I do advise that you Do Not get rid of this blog link. Because I know I surely won't. Yeah, xanga, I have it and all, But! Blogger is better. At least I can use Skins for Freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!]

I feel like the wind, just going my own way now and then. Not on any route or so, just feelings like anything. . .

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