All over this broken Earth, people seem (at least, to me) to be seriously preoccupied with entertaining what's left of their brains whilst extending their lives in these mortal dressings. As if some greater joy is realized the longer you toil and tarry along your way to the grave.
Amateurs... apparently they haven't read Ecclesiastes.
Most of these naive naves can be blamed for proverbially shot-gunning the fodder the media chooses to offer us - and that's chiefly (albeit, sadly) as a result of consumers voting with their wallets, casting their ballots for the multitudes of desires... which, at times, decries the practice of sensuality-laden media offerings (it's ironic, go figure) - but, as long as the seller has the wares to peddle in our streets, and the masses continue throwing hard-earned money at them (akin to politicians' solution to under-performing "public education") nothing ever changes.
Insert a vicious finger-pointing circle HERE.
Well, I got to thinking. I know what you're going to say, "He's thinking again - he'll get dizzy, have to sit down and pretty soon there'll be smoke pouring out his ears." Anyways... I got to thinking, despite the huge (sarcasm) draw the media has over the desires of my heart, who really wants to live any longer than they have to on this spitball of mud?
Don't dial 9-1-1 just yet - I'm not depressed or suicidal - I'm deliberate and cynical. Let me explain...
Society romanticizes living a long, full life filled with fluff and stuff. But, trying to live too long of a stint of time can complicate things, even according to the fictitious characters the media moguls offer us. Think back... (queue flashback sequence and Twilight Zone music)
The movie Highlander (1986) offered a story of select individuals living hundreds and thousands of years, just to fight or comply with periodic urges to go somewhere, swing swords and lop off other immortals' heads. And yet, it seemed exciting enough. Yeah, exciting if you define outliving a spouse, burying her, swearing you'll never fall in love again, just to fall in love again and eventually losing the next spouse (after the movie ends, of course). And besides, James Bond with a goatee, really?
Forever Young (1992) begins with a man so depressed over his gal being in a coma that he volunteers to be frozen (unbeknownst to him) for a few decades. He wakes up, starts aging and tries to find her - and when he does, they're both old - ah... happiness (not). Think of all the time he wasted being selfish and trying to sleep away his depression. Goofy movie and definitely a "chick flick" and I don't even like Jamie Lee Curtis that much to watch it twice.
To counter, and in as much as I loathe quoting over-the-top, over-actors (see William Shatner's T.J. Hooker days)... Johnny Rico said it best, when he looked at the Mobile Infantry and shouted "Come on you apes, you wanna live forever?" Starship Troopers (1997) - by the way, I do NOT recommend this movie - made the mistake of watching it. Now, that particular eclectic example being provided, I'm not anxious to storm off and kill outer space insects just yet... give me a couple hundred years, okay?
Well, movie/media references aside... I said all that to simply say this... there's only two worthwhile purposes why we only live a pre-determined amount of time on this big blue marble... to glorify GOD and to edify/encourage/equip each other. But, with THAT being said, and perhaps this segue is worthy of it's own/separate posting, this one question begs to be answered:
Why would those who say they're Christians live in such a way as to clamor for all the bells and whistles on this sphere of fear?
Good question, so... I look at my life and see the low and the high times, the times of plenty, the times of nothing and everything in between... and I ask myself, could I walk away from all of this? Do I have to think about it? The short answer is "yes"!
Why? Because, I am just a "migrant worker" in this "temporal vineyard" happily toiling (well, most of the time) along till my "work VISA" expires, so that I can (finally) go "home". MMLIA
Amateurs... apparently they haven't read Ecclesiastes.
Most of these naive naves can be blamed for proverbially shot-gunning the fodder the media chooses to offer us - and that's chiefly (albeit, sadly) as a result of consumers voting with their wallets, casting their ballots for the multitudes of desires... which, at times, decries the practice of sensuality-laden media offerings (it's ironic, go figure) - but, as long as the seller has the wares to peddle in our streets, and the masses continue throwing hard-earned money at them (akin to politicians' solution to under-performing "public education") nothing ever changes.
Insert a vicious finger-pointing circle HERE.
Well, I got to thinking. I know what you're going to say, "He's thinking again - he'll get dizzy, have to sit down and pretty soon there'll be smoke pouring out his ears." Anyways... I got to thinking, despite the huge (sarcasm) draw the media has over the desires of my heart, who really wants to live any longer than they have to on this spitball of mud?
Don't dial 9-1-1 just yet - I'm not depressed or suicidal - I'm deliberate and cynical. Let me explain...
Society romanticizes living a long, full life filled with fluff and stuff. But, trying to live too long of a stint of time can complicate things, even according to the fictitious characters the media moguls offer us. Think back... (queue flashback sequence and Twilight Zone music)
The movie Highlander (1986) offered a story of select individuals living hundreds and thousands of years, just to fight or comply with periodic urges to go somewhere, swing swords and lop off other immortals' heads. And yet, it seemed exciting enough. Yeah, exciting if you define outliving a spouse, burying her, swearing you'll never fall in love again, just to fall in love again and eventually losing the next spouse (after the movie ends, of course). And besides, James Bond with a goatee, really?
Forever Young (1992) begins with a man so depressed over his gal being in a coma that he volunteers to be frozen (unbeknownst to him) for a few decades. He wakes up, starts aging and tries to find her - and when he does, they're both old - ah... happiness (not). Think of all the time he wasted being selfish and trying to sleep away his depression. Goofy movie and definitely a "chick flick" and I don't even like Jamie Lee Curtis that much to watch it twice.
To counter, and in as much as I loathe quoting over-the-top, over-actors (see William Shatner's T.J. Hooker days)... Johnny Rico said it best, when he looked at the Mobile Infantry and shouted "Come on you apes, you wanna live forever?" Starship Troopers (1997) - by the way, I do NOT recommend this movie - made the mistake of watching it. Now, that particular eclectic example being provided, I'm not anxious to storm off and kill outer space insects just yet... give me a couple hundred years, okay?
Well, movie/media references aside... I said all that to simply say this... there's only two worthwhile purposes why we only live a pre-determined amount of time on this big blue marble... to glorify GOD and to edify/encourage/equip each other. But, with THAT being said, and perhaps this segue is worthy of it's own/separate posting, this one question begs to be answered:
Why would those who say they're Christians live in such a way as to clamor for all the bells and whistles on this sphere of fear?
Good question, so... I look at my life and see the low and the high times, the times of plenty, the times of nothing and everything in between... and I ask myself, could I walk away from all of this? Do I have to think about it? The short answer is "yes"!
Why? Because, I am just a "migrant worker" in this "temporal vineyard" happily toiling (well, most of the time) along till my "work VISA" expires, so that I can (finally) go "home". MMLIA
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