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Thursday, February 28, 2008

Thu, 28 Feb 2008 03:36:28 GMT

The entire point of this post is to get Andrew's Attention. Or Johnny..or Josh...

Monday, February 11, 2008

Mon, 11 Feb 2008 00:44:49 GMT

Obama - Racism - King

Sat, 05 Jan 2008 17:57:28 GMT

This is a significant post to me, let me know if you read the whole thing, if you would.

Racism is something I am not a big fan of. Though I do find the black class acts like they are in Hati or third world Africa, they don't try they waste, they know proper english and they ignore it, and "you better sure as hell get uh der way cuz dey ain't gonna take it."

So yeah, i am not racist I promise, I am not a fan of white trash either, or mexican trash, japanish try or any other trash from any race.

The reason I bring this up because as i was scanning the news a couple days ago i came across an article and was titled "Obama's Historic victory" the context was in his success in the Iowa caucuses. When i saw the title i said to my self, "I really hope they aren't talking about his success as a black person" and low and behold.

"That day has now come, at the highest level of American politics. A black man with a dangerous-sounding foreign name trounced his opponents in the nearly all-white state of Iowa. And he did so because, after spending months getting to know him, the people of Iowa stopped seeing his color and began to admire his character."

what the tar! I never cared that Obama, i loved him from the beginning. You know why? He is young, smart, took on the Clinton name, rose 10% in favor for about 3 months after announcing his entrance into the Presidental race. I didn't like him because he is black, and i never disliked him because he is black. Why are Americans, espessially the press still making a big deal about this kind of thing.

"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character."

America! Lend me your ears! King's dream that each black child would have his character, not his color judged will not be complete are so accepting of that idea that we don't even think to sit back to comment on the success of a black person, because that thought, or the distinction that some are black and some are not, will not have entered our minds.

Speedy fingers

Mon, 10 Dec 2007 04:22:49 GMT

Test your speed, beat your score. Comment your best.

http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/

"You reached 324 points, postion 25,825. You type 420 characters per minute. 81 correct words. 1 wrong word."

Do You?

Sat, 01 Dec 2007 04:37:49 GMT

So, its been a few months, I decided I should post. I realized something when I was compelled to update my xanga. My realization was that I don't really like to talk about myself or things that interest me, but when it comes to writing or typing I can talk about whatever for pages and pages but I don't. So much to say and so little attention. In this case I am doomed to enjoying my own thoughts and experiencing them again in my memories. More often than I should be I act as a hard person, selfish and inconsiderate. I apologize for that. On the other hand I love so much, are you like this? Do you marvel at the sunset long after its past? Do you wonder how we desire Justice when we never really attain it? Do you feel weak when you realize that you are deeply and truly loved by your friends? Are you filled with awe by your own ability to formulate thoughts, lift your hand or speak a word? Can you fill an afternoon simply wondering what that person is thinking? Praise God for the power, love, beauty, personality and never ending complexity of his creation and His promise of what is to come.

A drop from the bottle that is my mind

You Are Loved,

Luke

Ouch

Sun, 26 Aug 2007 23:44:20 GMT

I like handstands.

I like to participate in them frequently.

However,

They cause my back occasional periods of pain.

This is because I am not in shape, so my weight is not held up properly during said handstands.
Hmph

Thanks for listening
-Luke-

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Sun, 22 Jul 2007 19:37:08 GMT

I have fallen in love. I met with whom I would like to share the rest of my life with. She teaches me, and adds so much to my life. I am shocked I have never really taken the time to understand her more, for she has been around forever. Now that I have sought her out though, I am daily discovering her beauty and charm. God created every aspect of what is beautiful about her and there is so much. Many people have not appreciated her charm and character by simply ignoring her and mistreating her. Today I declare my love to Wisdom, she has many names, Liberty, Justice, and Truth. Perhaps one of God's most beautiful creations.

Friday, February 02, 2007

Fri, 02 Feb 2007 01:37:23 GMT

Is physical beauty determined by the eye of the beholder?

Sunday, December 03, 2006

Sun, 03 Dec 2006 03:49:06 GMT

Several studies have shown that preborn babies as early as 20 weeks after fertilization experience severe pain during the abortion procedure.

Federal laws regulating animal welfare require that animals destined for slaughter experience a pain-free death, but that law does not protect preborn children from the remarkable pain they undergo in an abortion.

Cheers,
Luke

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Wed, 01 Nov 2006 02:14:34 GMT

Taken from Psalm 88 - a psalm of the Sons of Korah (empthasis and exclamation added)

O Lord, the God who saves me, day and night I cry out before you. May my prayer come before you; turn your ear to myt cry. For my soul is full of trouble and my life draws near the grave

Your wrath lies heavily upon me; you have overwelmed me with all your waves. You have taken from me my closeest friends and have made me repulisve to them. I am confined and cannot escape; my eyes are dim with grief.

I call to you, O Lord, every day; I spread out my hands to you!

I cry to you for your help, O Lord; in the morning my prayer comes before you.

Your wrath has swept over me; your terrors have destroyed me. All day long they surround me like a flood; they have completly engulfed me. You have taken my companions and loved oves from me; the darkness is my closest friend.

I was reading this passage for part of my devotions today and this Psalm really struck me as powerful. Not only the way that God is accused but also the sorrow and frusteration that is expressed with so much passion in the poetry. What do you think of this passage?