Sitting Down And/Or Pacing Around #9

People who say that rules shouldn’t exist really don’t know what they’re saying. Rules are like our heart. Take ’em away, and we won’t exist. Without rules, evil won’t exist, yeah, but good won’t exist as well. As for the “rules” that bring us down, those are pretty much because of our imperfections, our defective senses that we are burdened with. Those “rules” are not the rules. They look like rules to us because we’re not perfect when it comes to distinguishing what the true rules and the false rules are. And with our defective senses, I realized that faith is a freaking important thing in living our lives. Sure, there will be trouble. Sure, there will be doubts. They’re things that will happen with and because of our defects. But having faith, having optimism…we’ll have to live without being sure about everything that’s ahead of us, but hey, faith, optimism…they aren’t as bad as they seem, and they aren’t as useless as they seem. God is a genius, and He looks dumb because our senses are defective. He’s not the dumb one, and He won’t be the dumb one. We’re the dumb ones. Yet, hope still exists, and true goodness shows that it’s alive through so many ways. We’ll stumble at times, and we’ll fall at times, but I won’t live a life of self-deprecation and laziness, and I won’t try to live without other people, because we can be better, and we can make each other happy. We need to be better, and we need each other. My words here won’t be liked by at least one person, I think, but hey, that’s expected from something that’s made by a human being. Still, I can do good. We can do good. Praise the Lord, and God Almighty keep on helping us.

Fantastic Family

It’s my mother’s birthday today, but this song isn’t just for my mother.

This song is for my dear family. Call ’em lame, but they’ve got awesome.

In terms of songwriting, arranging, and audio engineering, I’m pretty much an amateur, I think. This song sounds awkward at certain points, and I think that the rapping is the most awkward aspect. The visuals that accompany this song don’t have a lot of fancy stuff, and although I want to add such stuff, my drawing and video editing skills aren’t very sharp, and my resources are limited.

Still, I had fun with making this song, and I want to share this to my family. I also want to thank Rolo, a friend of mine, for drawing a hilariously cute illustration for this as well.

Now, I should show this to my family…

 

The Bat Colony Begins

Author’s Note: I wrote this story in response to a writing prompt in the WritingPrompts subreddit:

Bruce Wayne’s parents are killed and he becomes Batman. In this universe, Bruce Wayne comes from a poor family.

This story was first posted on Reddit. Also, I know who Batman is, but I’m not a fan of the series in general. I was impressed by The Dark Knight, though. I’ll probably watch the rest of the Dark Knight Trilogy as well sometime.


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Worth Revisiting: Faith + Humour = 36 Years of Marriage

A beautiful post about a certain married couple’s beautiful relationship. 🙂

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My husband, Michael, and I have been married for 36 years, and we are happy and still in love. Surprisingly, we have become one in reality, deeply in tune with each other’s spirits even though we are still opposites in personality. Our tangible joy is inexplicable through secular eyes, because from all outward appearances our life together has been a tough journey including poverty, nine kids, overwhelming chores on a small family farm and long-term, clinical depression.

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Accessing Power in the Sacrament of Marriage

The grace available in the Sacrament of Marriage is not some esoteric theology;  it is real and it is powerful. The power available in the sacrament is what kept my husband and I together through the rough years. We both understood, beyond a doubt, that God brought us together. We never questioned this basic call from God, our vocation together, even during the dark years.

I have…

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Tobby Received the Creative Blogger Award!

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So, I got this award from Medieval Otaku. Thanks very much for this award, yo! And I should work better in making stuff for this blog and for its readers as well…You can do it, Tobby!

And now, the rules for this award!

  1. Thank the person who nominated you and include a link to their blog.
  2. Share 5 facts about yourself.
  3. Nominate 15-20 bloggers and add their links.
  4. Notify the bloggers you nominated.
  5. Keep the rules in your post to make it easy for everyone to know what to do!

With the rules listed and the thanking for MediOta done, it’s time to share five facts about myself!

1. I’m not a dog person. Not like I hate the existence of dogs, though. They can be scary when they’re guarding people’s houses, there are dogs who do important jobs with security personnel, and I like some cute dog videos too, but when dogs bark go wild again and again and again…Well, my patience easily runs out.

2. I’m more of a cat person. In my case, cats are more tolerable than dogs. They have their own ways of pissing people off, though (for example: eating my family’s food off the table or the kitchen without our permission), but my patience doesn’t run out as easily as when I deal with dogs.

By the way, I’m a fan of Maru and Hana.

3. I think that fiction is a depiction of a reality similar to what the writer experiences combined with the writer’s desires. I also think that fiction is not supposed to be an escape from reality, but a guide to properly facing reality.

4. I hate “love songs” that mostly go along the lines of “I like your crappiness,” “I’ll hate you if you like another person,” or “I can’t live without you.” If there’s a girl who I wanna be lovers with, I want to write a love song that shows my imperfections and my desire and efforts to be a truly better person, especially for her.

As an example of the love songs that I really like, here’s this freaking beautiful song by 40mP-sensei.

5. I play Kantai Collection. Yes, I’m leading fleets of shipgirls, beings who, in the hands of my fellow foolish humans, wrecked people in the past, in a time when they were still chunks of metal, fuel, ammo, and bauxite. Also, when it comes to fanfics of that series, I like reading about the shipgirls–even the ones outside the presented group in the game itself–being in a realistic setting. I highly recommend The Greatest Generation (which was given up by its first author, sadly, although it was adopted by some other people), Belated Battleship, and War Surplusyo.

And now, the bloggers who I’ll nominate:

  1. Melanie Jean Juneau
  2. MagnAvaloN
  3. Noeybody

I apologize for not nominating enough. I haven’t checked out a lot of other blogs lately, and the above nominated are the only ones I consider deserving of this award as of now. And I guess I should read more blogs. I hope you find some truly worthwhile blogs, Tobby! \(^o^)

Now, see you again in the den, nutshellcrackers!

The fallout from crime affects more than just victims

Yet again, my faith in humanity and in God rises. Praise the Lord, and God Almighty keep on helping us all. 🙂

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In matters of crime and punishment, there is no shortage of regret and sorrow on the part of both victim and offender.

Why don’t more of us understand this? It could be because the few news stories that report on criminal trials and sentencing focus only on an anguished victim or two, whose emotions are still raw from the incident — and we frequently don’t ever hear from them again unless the convicted offender is nearing execution, in which case the wounds are reopened again as the search for an ever-elusive sense of closure continues.

And for the convicted criminal? We may read or hear of remarks they make at sentencing hearings — remarks that are frequently pushed aside by a judge as being insincere or not contrite enough before imposing a sentence. And that’s the end of that, unless execution is nearing, and we hear that the convict has maybe…

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Sitting Down And/Or Pacing Around #8

I really really hate loathing any person. No exceptions. I’ve already realized how unhealthy loathing any person is, you know. Like, we got awesomeness within us, and we need each other so that we can survive and find true happiness too. But hey, our imperfections are real things too. Our imperfections often keep us away from seeing our potential for awesomeness. When we get in trouble, we’re always responsible for it, and often, we try to believe in the “It’s not my fault” delusion. Our suffering is our fault, and I guess that’s why we often hate ourselves. But you know, what keeps me going and hopeful is our potential for awesomeness. Our potential for awesomeness is a real thing too. We people shouldn’t be here right now if our potential for awesomeness doesn’t exist, you know. So yeah, there’s hope, and we can fight against our weaknesses. And the person talking here is Tobby, a person who is, as usual, very angry at all the self-loathing that I see in myself and in other people. Ah, yes, I really wanna shove Holy Hand Grenades into the holes that we see a lot in bad behavior.

Purpose

Oh hey, a freaking inspiring poem! 😀

River of Life

A big bold blur
Of entire life
In a rain drop
Hung in the air, then
Shuttered against hardened soil
Reduced to nothing
As if it never was.
Has it served its purpose?
Quenched the thirst,
Fed the hunger.
One drop in the millions, or
A million of ones,
However you look at it
One makes a difference
May be it was a crystal ball
Not a blur, after all.

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