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I realize that a lot of the stuff I write is creepy and sad

I realize that a lot of the stuff I write is creepy and sad ... at least for the most part. But let's just say, except I have a really cool idea, something big motivates me or I'm super excited and can't wait to pen it all down, most of my writing is done when I'm in a weird mood. I don't always think like this though. But I realized the other day, that CNN hardly ever publishes good news. So I figured this meant that people love to listen to bad news. Okay, in better words, bad news gets people's attention more than good news does. It evokes more emotions, makes them want to share the news, bla bla... I know you get it. And sometimes, something sad happens that makes me really think, this was the case with  blink . Generally, if I don't feel like it's deep (can make you "hmnnnn"), is funny, has God at the center or is anything, fancy it'll probably end up being sad. Sad is easy; people can relate with it pretty easily. And for the

Blink

Blink. Yes you.  Blink. Someone just died. Blink again, yes you again. Another person just died. Actually a few people just died and more will still die. Guess what? You too will die. Oh it's getting creepy and you're about to close this tab. But you'll soon die too. Today, tomorrow, in a decade, a century... or however long you make it till. But you will die eventually. You know what's even more saddening? They'll mourn you for two seconds and forget you. Two seconds might be an hour of crying, or a week of hunger, or year without a replacement wife. But they'll mourn you for two seconds and forget you. And the following year they'll remember you. If you were anything fancy, they'll be quiet for a moment to say that your life was that short. Or that that's how long they can spend thinking of you before the sad thoughts of you mess up their busy lives. But that will happen. As quickly as you blinked you'll be forgotten. So

Guest Post- Game of Chance?

Last time I wrote  a piece  on anything godly, I was referencing someone that performed at a Christian event and then went on to promote free alcohol for a party less than 7 days after. It was convenient. He fit into my story just perfectly. But guess who has sinned so many times after that write-up? That's right, it was yours sincerely. After the verdict on the Zimmerman case came, I just sat down to reflect on it and my life. I wondered about Travyon Martin's life and whether or not he was a believer. His death meant he got the easy way out of this life and as terrible a choice as it was, there is still a possibility he just went from the proverbial frying pan into the fire! If this guy wasn't a Christian he pretty much died in vain, went to hell and even his killer went free.  I am still alive, I am seeing chaos unfold on the web and on CNN, but most of all I am wondering how many times I have been delivered from sin and still crawled back to embrace