prisca theologia, part one
"First we have to teach them their own ideals, perhaps then we may teach them ours."

"He felt if there was something more than he knew, it lay in the past rather than the present, of whose total bankruptcy of existance he was confident"

E.L. Doctorow, Ragtime,

i know, you want context or something... :?

the paradox of the stone
assume for the moment that there is a God, and that God is Omnipotent and that Omnipotance is an essciancal attribute of being God, and that Omnipotent means that God can do anything that's logically possible:

1)either God can or cannot create a stone so heavy that he cannot lift it.

2)if God can create a stone that he cannot lift, then he cannot do everything that's logically possible.

3)if God cannot create a stone that he cannot lift, his is not capable of of something WE can do. (ie construct something that we cannot lift)

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therefore:
4)eitherway there is a logically possible thing that God cannot do.
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therefore:
5)God cannot be omnipotent.


comments?

lunch with max, part one.
the journey

enter the eaton centre. down, down to the depth of the beast. past talbot's, gap, and of course potterybarn. and the south food court. continue underground... south. into the bay. marching through towels and cookware on my way to lunch. turn right, toward the dreaded bay street. this is where the world changes. i don't belong here. (neither does max). suddenly i'm passing by watch stores, high class tailors, and such things. food courts catering to people in and out of roy thompson hall.
you don't need a jacket to get from eaton centre to union station, or almost all the way to the CN tower. what is this a sign of?
continuing past food courts (3 more), a scotiabank that looks like the entrance to a theatre, and of course, luxury cars. finally i arrive at the first canadian place, main lobby. k. find timothys. nope wrong building, you want 1 first canadian place. that way, main lobby. one building 2 addresses, 2 main lobbies.
*sigh*

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would you rather be the top of the bottom or the bottom of the top?

figures
my crazies are friends



Which HP Kid Are You?



What color are you? (Anime Pictures)
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You, my friend are a true individual. You most
likely hate trends and are creative. By seeing
things differently, people either admire you or
think you are a bit strange. I'm guessing you
are a lot like me. Perhaps a Good Charlotte
hater? I hope so. An inspiration to us all,
continue being you! (If you like GC, I'm sorry,
I am just expressing an opinion)


A Deeper Look Inside Yourself (with pics)
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You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.


*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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i'm going into business, the rhyming business
more to follow

update
the link page has been updated and you all should check out my launch station. (see left)

waitin' and hopin' and wishin' and prayin'
the worrier wars within wondering why worries struck him the fun flew from a fickle flight of fancy to reach right from a real racy beast of a boy beggin silently searching south. from fun found fate, cool uncovers cold, need next to nice.

fight fire, from finding fire to climbing higher. the news of nights great green sky shining down dark pristine paths holds hallowed harmony and heaven as a threat on time.

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{listening to my launch station: floyd, yes}

silly max
all hermitted up in his old woman apartment, which he's embarised by. (don't end a sentance with a prepasition, silly). silly boy, come out of your hold and come to the jazz show. (no dave, i want to stay here). come to kareoke, with this crazy woman we just met. (no dave, bring me pasta.) sigh... okay.

silly max.


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in other news...?
tomorrow it may be record breakingly cold. so go out an feel a sensation that most people never get to feel. the cold is a wonderfull part of living in this beautiful country which should be embraced. i am canadian.

the pan is left (on the stove?) the wind is right (and correct too) the night is up, the day is down, and shin groove tastick majik muzak all the way home. or something.



Good. You know your music. You should be able to
work at Championship Vinyl with Rob, Dick and
Barry


Do You Know Your Music (Sorry MTV Generation I Doubt You Can Handle This One)
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wow
you guys give me such a big head, what's this love all about? just shows you what i get for being moody, eh? you all give me such an ego trip...

anywho, what's with all the blogspot comments being gone? and chris, you should give me your blog link.

about dave
sometimes dave thinks about his life and is dissappointed. dave is of course some what rational about it, so lets take a closer look at his thought process, shall we? dave looks at himself and sees untapped potential, but then does nothing. he looks at his instruments and thinks about praticing, but doesn't. he looks at his room, but doesn't clean it, looks at his email, offers of internships or free tickets, doesn't reply. half done projects lying around, all half done and what not.

he thinks about his friends, all wanting to save the world. he feels selfish for eating meat, for getting christmas presents probably made in a sweatshop, for cheating himself out of musical talent by not practicing... etc... he wants to save himself, from mediocraty (and spelling mistakes).

he needs a good swift kick in the bum.


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a quick poll, should dave take up sax lessons again? keep in mind the schedual and the money.