Showing posts with label Sable Reflection. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sable Reflection. Show all posts

Thursday, August 24, 2006

Be Just or Be Dead

Current System Configuration: Painfully just
Earworms:
Salva Nos by Yuki Kajiura (from the anime Noir)
Sustenance:
[Breakfast] French toast and blueberry jam
[Lunch] Shawarma without the onions
[Dinner] 3x Julie's cheesedesal with cheddar cheese inside.
[Coffee] Homebrew coffee and a venti mocha frappuccino with valencia syrup. Double blended, as usual.
Current Read:
-Still not reading

Remember that little quote I used to add at the end of every entry? "Be Just or Be Dead"? I took it from Ky Kiske's theme in Guilty Gear, entitled "Holy Orders ~Be Just or Be Dead~." I thought it was so easy to do, but now I'm sure it's not.

I had to dispense painful justice on someone who I did not want to dispense it on. This person may deserve it, but when you genuinely care for a person and wish that person to continue to grow and be encouraged by your tutelage, it is very, very, very painful to give that person deserved justice.

I guess this is a taste of how God feels when He disciplines us for our foolishness. Nevertheless, I can never imagine the pain the Father felt when He sent Jesus to die on the cross. Punishing a person who deserves it is painful enough---how much more punishing someone who is completely innocent?

It's been said that mercy is not getting what one deserves, grace is getting what one does not deserve, and justice is getting what one exactly deserves. It's difficult to show mercy, but do people ever think about how hard it is to dispense justice on someone who is not at all hateful or depraved, yet completely deserves it? It rips my heart like a scourge. I wish I could take the blame upon myself, but alas, I cannot.

Tasting the bitterness of being just,

Your Black Lion

Dominus Deus,
exaudi nos et miserere
exaudi, Dominus

Dona nobis pacem
et salva nos a hostibulus
Salva nos, Deus
Dominus exaudi nos
Dominus miserere
Dona nobis pacem

dona nobis pacem
e dona eis requiem
inter ovas locum
voca me cum benedictis
pie Jesu domine, dona eis requiem
dominus deus, Sanctus, Gloria
Sanctus, Gloria
-Salva Nos, Yuki Kajiura

Friday, August 18, 2006

Anachronism

Current System Configuration: In, but not of this world
Earworms:
Canta per Me by Yuki Kajiura (from the anime Noir)
Sustenance:
[Breakfast] Chicken nuggets, kesong puti and garlic rice
[Lunch] Footlong hotdog with coleslaw
[Dinner] Tokyo Tokyo's Beef Misono Big Plate. Veggies + yakisoba + potato balls. Also some California Maki on the side.
[Coffee] Homebrew coffee and a grande mocha frappuccino with valencia syrup. Double blended, as usual.
Current Read:
-None right now. Halfway through Inkheart, but had to stop due to grades being due

I am not of this time.
The people sitting in the coffee shop around me do not realize that my forebears had never even tasted the rich, dark, nerve-boosting drink that they sip in such a carefree manner. They titter endlessly, unmindful of the carnage that other men like me once had to wade through. I wield my pen as a sword, furiously slashing grades into the papers stacked before me.

†††
canta per me ne addio
quel dolce suono
de' passati giorni
mi sempre rammenta
†††
A young woman, dressed in pristine white, reaches around her lover. Like her, he is immaculately-clad. They embrace and whisper intimate things. Something pierces my chest, a burning arrow. There is no lady who prays for my safe return. There is no delicate glove in my helmet. The white of my cloak has been caked in the mire of the battlefield, in the black blood of eviscerated lusts.
†††
la vita dell'amore
dilette del cor mio
o felice, tu anima mia
canta addagio...
†††
The Master takes the arrow in His hand and breaks it. The splinters pierce His palm, and His blood flows as he pulls the barb out. His blood mingles with mine as He bandages my wound with a scrap from His own robe. He straps my breastplate back on and presses into my hand the Sword of His Spirit.
†††
tempra la cetra e canta
il inno di morte
a noi si schiude il ciel
volano al raggio
†††
I clench my teeth as the lady's legs shift. Turning my eyes away, I tighten my grip on the weapon. The Sword of the Spirit--Light and balanced, keen and adamantine. It calls out to me. I heed. I lower my visor once more and charge back into the fray, a battlehymn rising in my heart. Another lust falls, its vile entrails splattering at my feet. The heel of my boot comes down, crushing its skull.
†††
la vita dell'amore
dilette del cor mio
o felice, tu anima mia
canta addio...
†††
I fight on, for I am not of this world. This age may claim my body, but my soul sings for the Ages of Power--Ages long past, Ages that shall return.

#0818AD20062026

Your Black Lion
(Italian lyrics from Canta Per Me by Yuki Kajiura)


Friday, August 04, 2006

Murphy

Current System Configuration: Vexed but fulfilled anyway
Earworms:
NONE, Busted speakers.
Sustenance:
[Breakfast] Raisin bread
[Lunch] Fusilli pasta with my brother's as-yet-unnamed sauce.
[Dinner] Fruit Magic's pesto verdi spaghetti
[Coffee] Homebrew coffee.
Current Read:
-None right now; TIRED.

Had a run-in with Murphy today. I prepared a listening activity for my students, and in light of the near-failure of a CD player I used earlier this week, I decided to bring my PC speakers and plug them into my MP3 player. I tried it at home, and the rig worked. I was happy that my PC speakers were of good quality and could play the song I was using loudly enough for the class. However.

In my second class, the adaptor popped. I was at a loss as to what I had to do. I spent the rest of the period fretting. Nevertheless, it's amazing how everything turned out well in the end.

I was able to borrow speakers from a student, and although they weren't as powerful, they did the job well enough. All three classes were able to do the listening exercise albeit some discomfort. Not only that---they actually liked the song. o_o I'm glad the youth of today are able to appreciate the beauty of symphonic power metal in the age of emo and punk. Remember, dear students: Don't let anyone take away the power of your imagination. Creativity is useful in any field---not only in art. We were created in the image of God, and imagination is part of that.

We are the power inside, we bring you fantasy!
We are the kingdom of light and dreams!
Gnosis and life: AVANTASIA!

In the end, though, I really think that this was all by the grace of God. Perhaps I was too confident in my preparation. Perhaps I was depending entirely on my hardware, so much so that I forgot to think about who enables me to do all things: The Lord.

Now, a little rhyme I wrote for my students. They have a little poetry round robin going on our forum, but I didn't really see it as poetry as much as I thought it was rhyming narration. So I reacted with this:

And thus the Master did speak:
Thy effort is commendable---
But still your poems look bleak
For rhyming is deplorable.

All poetry needs meter--
To this I will concede.
But rhyme forces the matter
'Tis not found in the poet's creed.

For rhyme makes one pretentious
And one's readers slightly queasy
When forced, words are atrocious
And forced writing, very cheesy.

Bound with rhyme's leaden shackles
Words lose their arcane enchantment
Saying less than loopy cackles
Rhyme's burden's not an enhancement.

Of course rhyme has its uses
Light-headed it's entertaining
Ensnared, its soul it loses
Night-blackened rhyme is enslaving.

Let words be free to take flight
To soar to the heavens on blazing wings
When chained, words are without might
They fall to the nethers, decaying things.

When one writes a senseless rhyme
The proper word is "limerick"
Otherwise, one wastes his time
Say "poetry"--false rhetoric!

People often think poetry is "rhyming text." Of course not. Poetry---good poetry---always has a central image around which the text revolves. It doesn't necessarily have to rhyme. Most outstanding modern poetry doesn't rhyme. Just some food for thought.

Exhausted but fulfilled,

Your Black Lion

Monday, July 17, 2006

Dreaming of the Dragon

Current System Configuration: Disturbed
Earworms:
-Reach Out for the Light from Tobias Sammet's Avantasia: The Metal Opera [Power Metal]
Sustenance:
[Breakfast] Longganisa, cheese omelet and fried rice
[Lunch] Tuna on whole wheat pandesal and salad
[Dinner] Not eating dinner tonight
[Coffee] Homemade mocha
Current Read:
-none right now

I had a nightmare last night. I haven't had nightmares in a very, very long time, so I was rather disturbed by this one especially since it involved school.

It started out innocently--we were on a field trip that involved boating in a river. That part was fine. The order in which the following events happened is fuzzy. When we got back to the campus, there was a certain substance being passed around (it looked like shabu/meth). Whatever it was, it caused a lot of students to go on a psychotic rampage, mobbing people and beating them up. I myself was mobbed, but I was able to fight the crazed students off. And beneath the campus, there was an imprisoned dragon---a n enormous red one with seven heads---roaring and breaking free of its bonds.

I'm no prophet. Some of my students mistake me for a psychic due to my intuition. I'm not. If anything I lack foresight and often find myself having to make things up as I go. However, the mere occurence of a nightmare after not having had one in such a long time disturbs me. I don't believe anything is an accident, and so I think this dream really means something.

Now, being mobbed by drug-crazed students is bad enough (don't worry, I didn't see any faces of students I knew when everyone was going berserk), but what really disturbs me is the dragon. When I told my mom about this, she told me I just played too much Warcraft. Okay, but there are no seven-headed dragons there.

Another sign was seen in heaven. Behold, a great red dragon, having seven heads and ten horns, and on his heads seven crowns.

His tail drew one third of the stars of the sky, and threw them to the earth. The dragon stood before the woman who was about to give birth, so that when she gave birth he might devour her child. --Revelation 12:3-4

The Great Red Dragon here is Satan himself. Seven heads for perfect earthly knowledge, seven crowns for perfect earthly authority, and ten horns for tremendous power. Now why is it appearing underneath the campus, breaking free of its prison?

The implications of this terrify me. I still don't know what to make of it.

Confused and perturbed,

Your Black Lion

Sunday, July 09, 2006

The New Temple

Current System Configuration: Insomnia
Earworms:
-Palace of Fantasy by Freedom Call [Power/Epic Metal]
-Heart of the Brave by Freedom Call [Power/Epic Metal]
-From the Inside Out by Hillsong United [CCM]
Sustenance:
[Breakfast] Grilled cheese sandwich
[Lunch] Beefsteak and salad
[Dinner] Grilled cheese sandwich
[Coffee] Gourmet mocha, forgot the brand
Current Read:
-Wormwood by G.P. Taylor (Not really in the mood for reading)

Can't sleep. Apart from sleeping too long this afternoon, something has been weighing heavily on my heart, something that I knew I gave up already. Someone. I'll spare you the mushy details. You get enough of that from other blogs. In any case, this isn't really something bad. But it isn't for me. Not yet, if ever.

I thought I'd gotten rid of certain things in my life already, but they persist like irritating fungal infections. These are the bad things that should be axed. I guess I've been trying to live the Life from the outside-in, doing things in the hope that they will change me. It shouldn't be that way. The change should come from within. As the song goes,

Everlasting, Your light will shine
When all else fails
Neverending, Your glory goes
Beyond all fame
And the cry of my heart
Is to bring You praise
From the inside out
Lord my soul cries out

I'm ready to face another long day tomorrow. I know there is a God who loves me. There is nothing to fear.

Goodnight,
Your Black Lion.

Monday, May 15, 2006

Code of Errors

Current System Configuration: Still sick >_< BGM: Brother in the Faith by JAM Project, SRW Alpha 3's ending theme. A mournful rock ballad that speaks of courage going on forever. A fitting end to the last game in SRW's Alpha saga.
Breakfast: Breadtalk's Cheese Floss bun.
Lunch: Breadtalk's HotChic spicy floss bun.
Dinner: Breadtalk's Earthquake Toast. Man, Breadtalk stuff is GOOD.

I'm sure most of my readers have read The Da Vinci Code. I have read it myself and enjoyed reading it. In fact, I couldn't put it down until I finished it at
2 AM. I plan on watching the movie when it comes out on Thursday, partly just so that I can say I watched it and partly because I want to see Audrey Tautou.

However, there are a few things I have to make clear, and in this I align myself with most Christian authorities that are speaking out against the book. However, the burden of proof rests upon us because Dan Brown and his predecessors seem to have compiled quite a lot of important historical facts that are used to support the arguments presented in the book. Thus, it's not enough to just pull rank and say that because the Church is the authority, it should be believed. Since the guns of history were pulled out and pointed at us, it is best to present true historical facts that will show everyone that Dan Brown's guns are not even loaded.

But wait, isn't The Da Vinci Code only a work of fiction? We shouldn't believe it in the first place! At first I was convinced of that. But after seeing two Dan Brown interviews, he says that he was at first skeptical of the whole conspiracy theory and sought to disprove it with his book, but after three trips to
Paris, he "became a believer." The mere fact that he said the exact same thing in both interviews means this guy is serious. The intent of the book is not to just be a bestseller. He intends to make us all believe.

Now, I'm not saying he's an evil evil man and that his work sucks. I enjoyed reading his novels (I've read Da Vinci, and I've also read Angels and Demons, my favorite; Digital Fortress and Deception Point). Neither am I saying that the movie should be boycotted. That's just immature. If someone pulls logical-looking arguments against you, it's best if you counter them with your own.

Dan Brown raised quite a few points that Christians see as attacks:
-That Jesus was completely human, and not God at all, as portrayed in the Gnostic Gospels, so-called secret Gospels that were either excluded from Church canon or destroyed altogether.
-He was married to Mary Magdalene and fathered a bloodline that is still alive to this day, also in the Gnostic Gospels.
-The original teachings of Christ supported the "Sacred Feminine" and exalted women, as seen in the Gnostic Gospels.
-That Christianity as we know it is a cleverly engineered cover-up that was sanctioned by the Roman Emperor Constantine: important secret Gospels were destroyed and the four canonical Gospels were embellished by him.
-The Church continues to cover up these "facts" and lives in a lie in order to retain power.

Before I begin I do have to admit that some of these arguments will not stand in a formal debate with solid rules of logic. The logic I am appealing to is not the logic of debate, but the logic of common sense. This is about history and about recorded writings, not concepts that are obscure and must be defined by parties concerned. You can feel free to debate with me if you wish, but I think it's best that you take that up with the actual historians whose work this article is based on.

Jesus Was Not Believed to be God, and Christianity as we know it was made up by
Constantine at the Council of Nicaea in 325 AD.


“My dear,” Teabing declared, “until [the Council of
Nicaea],
Jesus was viewed by His followers as a mortal prophet ...
a great and powerful man, but a man nonetheless.
A mortal.”

Upon this premise alone, the Da Vinci Code falls flat. Jesus Himself said that He was God, and this is precisely the claim that got Him executed.


""Again the high priest asked him, "Are you the Christ, the Son of the Blessed One?"

"I am," said Jesus.
"And you will see the Son of Man sitting at the right hand of the Mighty One and coming on the clouds of heaven."


The high priest tore his clothes. "Why do we need any more witnesses?" he asked.
"You have heard the blasphemy. What do you think?"


They all condemned him as worthy of death."
---Mark 14: 61-64

Biblical scholars may disagree on many different things, but they will all agree that the Gospel of Mark dates back to 80 AD at latest, and that it is the earliest of the Gospels. This far predated the reign of Constantine (who Dan Brown says made up the four Gospels and threw his influence around at the Council of Nicea to further his own agendas). And to a Jew, Jesus's statement, "I am," is chillingly similar to God's forbidden name, YHWH. (YHWH is also referenced in DVC, this is discussed in detail later.) This is outright blasphemy to them, and was the basis for Jesus's execution. Disclaimer: Do NOT accuse me of anti-Semitism, because I have a deep respect for the Jews. I do not blame them for the death of Christ, because it was necessary in the first place, for the forgiveness of our sins. I pray for the Jews, respect them as God's chosen people and I wish to visit the Holy Land someday.)


Several extra-Biblical, non-Christian authors also wrote about Christ, Christians and their practices:

Tacitus (A.D. c.55-A.D. c.117, Roman historian) has a rather nasty but accurate view of Christianity:

"Consequently, to get rid of the report, Nero fastened the guilt and inflicted the most exquisite tortures on a class hated for their abominations, called Christians by the populace. Christus, from whom the name had its origin, suffered the extreme penalty during the reign of Tiberius at the hands of one of our procurators, Pontius Pilatus, and a most mischievous superstition, thus checked for the moment, again broke out not only in Judaea, the first source of the evil, but even in Rome, where all things hideous and shameful from every part of the world find their centre and become popular."

This means Jesus was executed and His followers did claim that He was God. It's consistent with the view that most authorities during that time had toward Christianity: It was a nuisance based on superstition.

Pliny the Younger paints a better picture, though he is still a non-Biblical, non-Christian source of proof that Jesus had been worshipped as God ever since:

"They (the Christians) were in the habit of meeting on a certain fixed day before it was light, when they sang in alternate verses a hymn to Christ, as to a god, and bound themselves by a solemn oath, not to any wicked deeds, but never to commit any fraud, theft or adultery, never to falsify their word, nor deny a trust when they should be called upon to deliver it up; after which it was their custom to separate, and then reassemble to partake of food—but food of an ordinary and innocent kind."


In 180 AD, Irenaeus of Lyons declared in his text, Adversus Haereses (Against Heresies), that there are only four canonical Gospels: Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, each bearing the name of the man who wrote them.

Matthew also issued a written Gospel among the Hebrews in their own dialect, while Peter and Paul were preaching at Rome, and laying the foundations of the Church. After their departure, Mark, the disciple and interpreter of Peter, did also hand down to us in writing what had been preached by Peter. Luke also, the companion of Paul, recorded in a book the Gospel preached by him. Afterwards, John, the disciple of the Lord, who also had leaned upon His breast, did himself publish a Gospel during his residence at Ephesus in Asia.
--Adversus Haereses III, 1:1


Matthew and John were both eyewitness accounts, while Mark's account was taken from Peter's experiences, Luke's was based on Paul's. If you watched National Geographic's Gospel of Judas documentary, you'll hear that Irenaeus's reasons for choosing only four gospels was quite arbitrary and illogical: There were four winds, four compass points, etc. The documentary, however, fails to mention that Irenaeus was no person far-removed from the eyewitness accounts of the Gospel. He was the disciple of Polycarp, who was a disciple of John himself. He was around early enough to know whether the gospels were true or not. Upon seeing the Gnostic gospels, he dismissed them with good reason: They did not agree with the things he knew to be true about Jesus.


Both Tacitus and Pliny predated
Constantine by approximately two centuries. Christianity's belief system---as far as the divinity of Christ is concerned---was solid.

...Teabing said. “Jesus’s establishment as ‘the Son of God’ was officially proposed and voted on by the Council of
Nicaea.”
“Hold on. You’re saying Jesus’s divinity was the result of a vote?”
“A relatively close vote at that,” Teabing added.

The Council of Nicaea was indeed convened by
Constantine to clarify the stand of Christianity with regard to the equality of Jesus to the Father, but not the Divinity of the Son per se. It was a move to unify the Church, (and thus, Constantine's Empire) which was being fragmented by the Arian heresy. All of them already agreed that Jesus was the Son of God, they just had to agree on whether He was of the same essence as the Father or not. Eventually the Council produced the Nicene Creed, from which the Apostles' Creed, recited in Masses and worship services in all Christendom, was derived. The Creed was the object of the vote, and not merely Christ's nature.

And the "relatively close vote" part is completely bogus. Only two out of the 370 bishops present voted against the Nicene Creed---and only because there were other parts of the creed that they did not agree with.

It's settled: Jesus claimed to be God and was believed to be so by His followers as early as the Gospel times. The four canonical Gospels predated the Council of Nicaea by nearly two centuries, as opposed to the Da Vinci Code's claim of the canon being decided upon four centuries after Christ.

Christianity: 2, Dan Brown: 0.

More on Scripture:
“Fortunately for historians,” Teabing said, “some of the gospels that Constantine attempted to eradicate managed to survive. The Dead Sea Scrolls were found in the 1950s hidden in a cave near Qumran in the Judean desert. And, of course, the Coptic Scrolls in 1945 at Nag Hammadi. In addition to telling the true Grail story, these documents speak of Christ’s ministry in very human terms. Of course, the Vatican, in keeping with their tradition of misinformation, tried very hard to suppress the release of these scrolls. And why wouldn’t they? The scrolls highlight glaring historical discrepancies and fabrications,
clearly confirming that the modern Bible was compiled and edited by men who possessed a political agenda — to promote the divinity of the man Jesus Christ and use His influence to solidify their own power base.”

Bra-vo. The Dead Sea Scrolls were not Christian writings. They were Jewish writings attributed to the apocalyptic Essene sect, dated to at least 200 years before Constantine, were found in 1947, and had nothing to do with Jesus other than that they contained Old Testament prophecies regarding Him, in the form of the Book of Isaiah. In fact, the Book of Isaiah found in the Dead Sea Scrolls is almost exactly (around 95%) the same as the current Book of Isaiah found in the Old Testament today. If anything, it confirmed the accuracy of our modern translations. It did not throw any doubt on Jesus's divine nature at all.

The Nag Hammadi Codices contain the Gnostic Gospels, which are discussed in more detail later. Simply put, they were not even clear narratives of Jesus's ministry. The Gospel of Thomas was a set of "secret sayings" of Jesus, while neither of the other two Gospels truly portrays Jesus in a specifically human way. Furthermore, the Gnostics believed that the flesh was inherently evil. Why would they write about a Messiah who was merely human? In the separate but related (Gnostic) Gospel of Judas, Jesus tells Judas that he will be the greatest among the Apostles because he will be the one who "sacrifices the man that clothes [Jesus]." Yeah, that's pretty pro-human. It portrays Jesus as itching to get out of the sack of flesh and blood. In general, the Nag Hammadi Codices paint a Jesus who spouts obscure and uninterpretable pronouncements. For example:

Jesus said, "Lucky is the lion that the human will eat, so that the lion becomes human. And foul is the human that the lion will eat, and the lion still will become human." --The Gospel of Thomas, Saying #7


Really, this sounds like what you'd hear on Bubble Gang's Ang Dating Doon. And people say the canonical Bible is hard to understand. Closing remarks on Jesus's divinity, care of one of my favorite authors, C.S. Lewis:

"A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher. He would either be a lunatic - on the level with a man who says he is a poached egg - or he would be the devil of hell. You must take your choice. Either this was, and is, the Son of God, or else a madman or something worse. You can shut Him up for a fool or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. But let us not come with any patronizing nonsense about His being a great human teacher. He has not left that open to us." --C. S. Lewis, Mere Christianity

Jesus Was Married to Mary Magdalene
Dan Brown states that Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene, a prominent female figure in the canonical Gospel stories. He claims that the Church invented the lie that she was a prostitute in order to slander her and take away her credibility. Dan Brown also states that a bloodline was born of this union and persists today, hidden in some secret location in France.

Proof:
-Da Vinci's painting of the Last Supper shows a very feminine person seated beside Christ, who according to popular belief is not John but Mary Magdalene. Their clothing is similarly colored, with Jesus in a red robe with a blue cloak, and "Mary" in a blue robe and red cloak.

At first glance, the person seated beside Jesus does look like a woman. The figure is the only beardless figure in the entire room (This is not actually true, as Philip is also depicted as beardless---he's the one standing two people away from Jesus on the right half of the painting with his hands to his chest), and the face is decidedly feminine. In fact, she's quite a hottie.

But what Dan Brown doesn't tell you is that the painting has been restored several times. The original paint has badly decayed and what Robert Langdon sees in the novel is the restored image. So what did "Mary" look like back then?

The figure in question has such a badly-smudged face that there is no way of telling it is indeed bearded or not. However, we don't even need to question the beardedness of the painting. It was (and still is) common to portray John as bare-faced as he is traditionally believed to be the youngest of the 12.
Last Supper by Jacopo Bassano
Last Supper by Valentin de Boulonge
Last Supper by Duccio di Bouninsegna
Last Supper by Andrea del Castagno

No prizes as to who John is in each painting. John and Judas are, apart from Jesus, the most easily recognizable figures in almost all Last Supper paintings. John is almost always beside Jesus, is beardless, and sleeping either on the table or leaning against Jesus. Judas, on the other hand, is either dark-featured, seated separately (as in del Castagno's--note also the eerie vision of wolves in the panel above his head) or holding a purse (as in Da Vinci's and Bassano's).

Now, let's look at another of Da Vinci's paintings---this time, of John the Baptist.
See, it is his style to draw young men with features that we would find feminine today. Ready for the deathblow?
覚悟!

Da Vinci's study of the Last Supper labels the person as John. No doubt about that, art critics universally agree that the person seated to Jesus's right is John. In the study, John is on Jesus's left and is alseep, as he is commonly depicted in Last Supper paintings. Da Vinci decided to go with a less traditional pose and instead portrayed him as sleepy. There is no one labeled Mary Magdalene in Da Vinci's study.

On a related note, regarding the "disembodied hand with the dagger":
The novel says that there is an extraneous arm with a dagger in its hand.

Sophie squinted and saw a hand emerging from the crowd of disciples. “Is that hand wielding a dagger?”
“Yes. Stranger still, if you count the arms, you’ll see that this hand belongs to ... no one at all. It’s disembodied. Anonymous.”

If you look closely at the painting, you'll see that while there is a hand that emerges at an odd angle from behind Judas, and cannot possibly belong to Peter, Judas or anyone in that immediate area. But if you continue looking at the painting, you'll see that it isn't even pointing at "Mary Magdalene", and that you can't really count the arms because not all of them are even shown. Now, why is it at an odd angle, emerging out of Judas's back?

Okay, while I'm a Fine Arts graduate, we didn't really take up symbolism in class. But anybody familiar with the Apostles and their epithets will tell you that Judas was known as "Iscariot"--"Man of Daggers." (Take note that this is only one reading of Judas's street name, it isn't the only way) One explanation for the dagger may be his betrayal, and that can be supported by John 13:27:
After the piece of bread, then Satan entered into him. Then Jesus said to him, "What you do, do quickly." The dagger and the extra hand can be symbolic of Satan's entering into Judas, the presence of another malevolent will in the room.

A simpler (and more likely) explanation can be that the hand belongs to Peter in the first place, and that Da Vinci messed it up, as seen in this article. It goes on to say that Da Vinci did write in his notes that this implement was a knife (tableware) as opposed to a dagger (a murder weapon). Furthermore, Peter is sometimes shown holding a knife, symbolic of his attack of the high priest's servant Malchus. (John 18:10).
See the above Last Supper by Jacopo Bassano to see what I mean: Peter is clearly threatening the sleeping John with a sharp knife. :P I kid, of course. Among the Apostles, Peter is depicted as a hothead who acts on impulse, which eventually culminated at his denial of Christ. In his anger he lashed out and cut off the high priest's servant's ear in Gethsemane, an attempt to defend Christ during His arrest.

Simply enough, this "disembodied hand" is not symbolic of any attempt to attack "Mary Magdalene," who is actually John anyway.

-The passages in Gnostic Gospels about Jesus kissing Mary Magdalene.
What Dan Brown has you believe is that according to viciously suppressed writings, Jesus was married to Mary Magdalene. The cited work in the novel is The Gospel of Philip, which is a part of the Nag Hammadi Library, a set of writings that was found in Egypt. These writings are attributed to the Gnostics, a sect of Christians who were deemed heretical as they believed the flesh was evil and that everyone had the ability to become a god or like God through special knowledge (Gnosis). More on them here.

The Nag Hammadi codices are damaged, highly fragmented writings that are dated to 150-250 AD, a long time after the four canonical Gospels were written (60-100 AD) let alone the earliest New Testament writings: Paul's epistles, written circa 50 AD.

The Gospel of Philip is translated from a badly damaged manuscript and contains two passages that hint at Jesus's supposed marriage:

"There were three who always walked with the Lord: Mary, his mother, and her sister, and Magdalene, the one who was called his companion. His sister and his mother and his companion were each a Mary."

Dan Brown says, through Leigh Teabing:

"As any Aramaic scholar will tell you, the word companion, in those days, literally meant spouse."


What Teabing doesn't tell you is that the Gnostic Gospels were written in Coptic, a variant of Greek, rather than Aramaic, a variant of Hebrew. The word used is koinonos, which just means companion. The Greek word for wife is gyne. Off the bat, it seems Dan Brown didn't really do his research very well.

Let's look at another passage from the Gospel of Philip.

And the companion of the [...] Mary Magdalene. [...] more than [...] the disciples, [...] kiss her [...] on her [...]. The rest of the disciples [...]. They said to him "Why do you love her more than all of us?" The Savior answered and said to them, "Why do I not love you like her? When a blind man and one who sees are both together in darkness, they are no different from one another. When the light comes, then he who sees will see the light, and he who is blind will remain in darkness.


Each of the brackets with ellipses indicates a hole in the original text, or a part that's so damaged it's illegible. The missing words can be guessed through context, but a common translation of "kiss her [...] on her [...]." has the first hole as "often" and the latter hole as "mouth." Wow, that's something to put into your gossip column. If a pastor or priest kissed a woman now, it would definitely be seen as a scandal. In OUR cultural context. In Jesus's time, even men kissed each other and it was not seen as taboo. In using this passage to prove Jesus's marriage, we are applying our cultural norms to an event that happened 2000 years ago, in a completely different culture and environment. Furthermore, the Greek word for mouth (stouma) can also be interchangeably used to refer to the word "face."

From these few passages, we cannot conclude that Jesus was married. Teabing claims that there are "countless references to Jesus and Mary Magdalene's union." This is an outright exaggeration: There were only two references in all the Gnostic gospels, and they were not even conclusive.

I have more arguments against this conspiracy theory, but I'll leave them out for now as I still have a lot of ground to cover. To close this section: Why is Jesus being married so bad?

The simple answer? There is absolutely nothing wrong about Jesus being married or performing the sexual act in marriage. Marriage and proper use of sexuality are both creations of God, and as such, had Jesus been married, he would have shown us the perfect example of marriage. The problem arises in Jesus actually having children. Since Jesus is fully man and fully God, while his supposed wife is fully human, what would the nature of the children be? This would result in a cataclysmic and endless debate about the nature of these people. (Maier,88)


Another claim of Dan Brown is that Christianity was engineered and edited into a patriarchal, anti-female army that demonized the ancient, matriarchal pagan religion.

He claims that Christ was "...the original feminist. He intended for the future of His church to be in the hands of Mary Magdalene..."

I have no doubt that Jesus was the original feminist. He associated with women a lot during a time that they were deemed untrustworthy.
-He defended the woman caught in adultery (who the Scriptures never, ever name as Mary Magdalene)
-He talked with the Samaritan woman at Jacob's Well, who was not only a despicable outsider to the Jews, she was also an adulteress
-The person Jesus cited for great charity in tithing was a poor widow. If women had bad social standing in ancient Palestine, widows had it even worse. Jesus broke this trend.
-It was the women who stuck close to Him while He was on the way to Golgotha. Only John appeared later on at the crucifixion site.
-He first appeared to Mary Magdalene after His resurrection
-It was the women He first asked to tell the men of His resurrection.

In fact, the New Testament portrays a significant number of women in a positive light, and holding a very important position in the group that followed Jesus: (Taken from Wikipedia)

  • Tabitha/Dorcas - Acts 9:36
  • Priscilla - Romans 16:3
  • sisters Mary and Martha - Luke 10:38
  • Jesus' mother Mary
  • Mary Magdalene - Mark 16:1
  • Salome - Mark 16:1
  • A woman with an issue of blood - Matthew 10:20
  • Mary, the mother of James and Joses - Matthew 27:55-56
  • The mother of Zebedee's sons - Matthew 27:55-56

This also does not include Eunice and Lois, the mother and grandmother of Timothy (Paul's young disciple), respectively, who were noted for being righteous. (2 Timothy 1:5)

Contrast this with the Gnostic Gospel of Thomas, which is more of a set of "Secret Sayings of Jesus" than a narrative of Christ's life.

(114) Simon Peter said to them, "Mary should leave us, for females are not worthy of life." Jesus said, "See, I am going to attract her to make her male so that she too might become a living spirit that resembles you males. For every female (element) that makes itself male will enter the kingdom of heaven."

Even though this does not refer to an actual sex change, the author of this gospel uses the word "male" to refer to higher, spiritual things and "female" to refer to lower, earthly things. I don't think it takes much to decide which text is more favorable toward women.

The Jewish tetragrammaton YHWH--the sacred name of God--is in fact derived from the "Jehovah," an androgynous physical union between the masculine Jah and the pre-Hebraic word for Eve, Havvah. (The Da Vinci Code, page 390)

Bzzzzt. Wrong. YHWH is based on the Hebrew word for "To be", and is best described as meaning "I AM WHO I AM," God's resounding declaration in the Old Testament to Moses. (It stands for God's total self-sufficiency, existing in and of Himself without being created. It also refers to His eternal nature.) Jews were forbidden to say this name, so the word "Adonai" (Lord) was often used in its place. Eventually, rabbis pronounced this sacred name with the vowel sounds from "Adonai," resulting in "Jehovah." This only happened in the 16th century and did not predate YHWH. (Maier, 88)

I'm running out of space, and I've been tapping and clicking at my computer for almost eight hours writing this. I've gone through one and a half pots of tea, consumed a rather large amount of bread, and have been juggling resource websites, a PDF of the Da Vinci Code, a critique, pages of notes, the Bible, and Yahoo Messenger windows all afternoon. But given the glaring amount of discrepancies the DVC has with historical fact, I think I can rest my case. It sure is an entertaining read (I don't even think it's well-written, as Sophie is more of a bobbing-head damsel in distress than the sacred feminine that the book claims to support), but I can definitely, conclusively say that the conspiracy theories therein are complete, utter nonsense. I am not saying that Christianity has not had its own share of grievous errors. The Crusades; the Inquisition; several, very wicked popes; false televangelists who extort followers for profit; sex and molestation scandals; oh, the list goes on. There is no excuse for those atrocities. However, the much-regretted and apologized-for actions of a few men should not supercede the loving, righteous actions of many, many more men and women.

The catholic Church (I'm using catholic here in what it means: Universal, meaning all true believers in Christ, not just Roman Catholics, not just Orthodox, not just Protestant---EVERYONE) has been under attack ever since it began. She was oppressed by a world power, the Roman Empire, but she only grew and spread, outliving the most brutal empire of that time. She was deemed to be obsolete by Voltaire, but she persisted. The Church, the Bride of Christ, will live to the end of the age. Her life is not based on this world, the bastion of the Enemy. Her life is in Christ, who lives forever and ever.

"We are hard-pressed on every side, but not crushed; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed." ---Paul, 2 Corinthians 4:8

"In this world, you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." ---Jesus, John 16:33

Resources:
-The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown
-The Da Vinci Code: Fact or Fiction? by Hank Hanergraaff and Paul L. Maier
-The Bible, New International Version
-Unlocking the Da Vinci Code (Seminar) by Randy Gleason
-Adversus Haereses by Irenaeus
-The Gospel of Philip
-The Gospel of Thomas
-Wikipedia (links to specific articles above)
-What about the Disembodied Hand?
-Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Eye for an Eye

Current System Configuration: Sick again.
BGM: Holy Orders ~ Be Just or Be Dead~ by Saitama Saishuu Heiki. A remix of Ky Kiske's theme from Guilty Gear. S.S.H. is a very talented remix artist from Japan. Check out his website. (You can download stuff from his mp3 section) Take note: S.S.H. isn't his real name, it means "Saitama's Ultimate Weapon." Saitama is a place in Japan.
Breakfast: Ensaymada and yohgurt
Lunch: --
Dinner: --
Current Read/s:
+X_x

"An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind."
--Mohandas Gandhi, called Mahatma

Before anything else, let me make it clear that I am a pacifist. Although I'm not a perfect pacifist (I think some things are worth fighting for and should be fought for), in general I do not like getting into fights, even verbal ones, and I do not delight in the torment of young children and small, furry animals. But I feel that the Bible and its Old Testament in particular have received so much bashing on account of the "Eye for an Eye" clause in the book of Exodus, which has always been taken out of context. This statement has been erroneously used to point out the harshness and supposed obsolescence of the Old Testament and its opposition to the supposedly kinder and more forgiving New Testament.

Even among practicing Christians, the Old Testament is sometimes considered obsolete and superceded by the New. Admittedly, the harsh-sounding text in the Old Testament has been used---erroneously---to justify harsh (and often unjust) punishment, which I would like to refer to as castigation. Even in pop culture we see this. Here's an excerpt from Avantasia's Sign of the Cross, a song that satirizes the harshness of the Roman Catholic Church during the Renaissance.

[Bishop von Bicken]
In the heart of justice called Horeb long ago
Moses got carvings in stone.
Imposed to judge those who do not fear
the only, the holy, the lord.

[Gabriel]
The blood of anger and pain:
Ink of the Old Testament.

There's a lot of hate for the Old Testament. However, Jesus Himself says:

"I tell you the truth, until heaven and earth disappear, not the smallest letter, not the least stroke of a pen, will by any means disappear from the Law until everything is accomplished." ---Matthew 5:18

Jesus plainly says that the Law will still be in place until the end of the world, and Paul elaborates on this later to say that the Law will be used to judge those who did not choose Christ's gift of grace. In this sense, Grace does override Law, but take note: its standard is higher. That's why it has "turning the other cheek" instead of "eye for an eye." This is more "You take his punishment instead" than "Be nice and soft toward him." But let's get back on topic: the much-maligned Eye for an Eye Clause.

Here's the original verse:

"But if there is serious injury, you are to take life for life, eye for eye, tooth for tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot, burn for burn, wound for wound, bruise for bruise."
--Exodus 21:23-25

The reason so many people find this verse so off-putting is that they see it as a license to vendetta---if one injures another, the other injures back, and the cycle goes on and on and on until everyone is dead or maimed. This is the common misinterpretation of this verse and is probably how Gandhi understood it. Not to say he's a fool, he contributed a lot to the world's pool of ideologies, but I seriously think that he did not have a real understanding of the oft-misquoted verse.

What people do not see is that this is a law. It is a decree that is to be pursued only by lawful authority and not personally. From what I've read in the Bible, although it is the citizens themselves who execute the punishment (stoning or killing), this is regulated by authority. Seriously, would the nation of
Israel be able to rise up and establish itself as a nation if its laws promoted crimes of passion, let alone become a world power in its time? Sure, Israel didn't become a massive empire that spanned across continents, but it did rule over a sizable chunk of the Middle East.

The intent of this law was to promote order and a spirit of justice, not vengeance. A nation ruled by a license to vendetta is a nation of chaos, a nation that would tear itself apart very quickly. Now of course, people would complain that the brand of justice promoted in the Old Testament is overly harsh and oppressive. Nowadays we don't knock out someone's teeth because he knocked out some other guy's teeth. But we have to understand the context.

They didn't really have dentists and orthodontists back then, given that they were just fresh out of being slaves in a foreign country. Dentures did not exist. Knock a guy's teeth out, they stay out and can't be replaced. Without any food processors to mash food down to a shake, a guy could starve to death if he lost his teeth. Medical care was limited and usually performed by religious authorities. Burns and other injuries that are seen as minor now could potentially get dangerously infected and cause death or at the very least, long periods of recovery that reduced productivity. They cared about productivity in the Old Testament, as seen here:

"If men quarrel and one hits the other with a stone or with his fist and he does not die but is confined to bed, the one who struck the blow will not be held responsible if the other gets up...however, he must pay the injured man for the loss of his time and see that he is completely healed." --Exodus 21:18-19.

This is just a few verses before the Eye for an Eye Clause, so it shares the same context. A few verses before that, there is a Murder/Homicide law:

"Anyone who strikes a man and kills him shall surely be put to death. However, if he does not do it intentionally, but God lets it happen, he is to flee to a place I will designate. But if a man schemes and kills another man deliberately, take him away from My altar and put him to death." -- Exodus 21:12-14

After this verse we have more crimes that deserve capital punishment: Physically or verbally assaulting one's parents, kidnapping, neglect of dangerous animals under one's care, among others. There are other capital crimes in the Book of the Law that are not related to physical injury, but in this context these are the laws mentioned. It was strict, yes, but I believe that these laws, by God' s authority, are what allowed the nation to establish itself and flourish. Even then, mercy was upheld---there were six cities of sanctuary placed at strategic points throughout the nation, to which people who killed unintentionally could flee. Other laws that called for death had provisions for adequate compensation instead, such as the neglect of a dangerous animal one owns. The owner of a bull that is known to be violent, for example, could be executed if his bull kills someone (the bull is killed as well), or he can pay adequate compensation while the bull is killed. Furthermore, they don't just go out and kill someone who's accused of murder on the streets and leave him there.

"Anyone who kills a person is to be put to death as a murderer only on the testimony of witnesses. But no one is to be put to death on the testimony of only one witness."
--Numbers 35:30.

I'm no lawyer, but I think this is pretty fair. You can't just go and execute someone on a simple accusation. There should be at least two witnesses before someone is executed.

The Old Testament, contrary to popular belief, does not promote mindless revenge. These were laws that were put into place and enacted by the proper authorities. Crimes of passion were not encouraged or sanctioned by the Lord. The Eye for an Eye Clause was meant for people to elevate their grievances to the proper authorities. The Eye for an Eye Clause has been used countless times, out of context, to attack the integrity of the Bible. I hope this little essay has helped you understand the Old Testament a little more.

In closing:
"Do not pollute the land where you are. Bloodshed pollutes the land, and atonement cannot be made for the land on which blood has been shed, except by the blood of the one who shed it. Do not defile the land where you live and I dwell, for I the Lord dwell among the Israelites." --Numbers 35:33-34.

" Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord. On the contrary: If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing so you will heap burning coals upon his head. Do not be overcome with evil, but overcome evil with good." --Romans 12:19-21

I think that the Old and New Testaments reconcile very well on this. The Old Testament demands justice dispensed by the proper authorities (which the New Testament promotes as well), but one should never take matters into his own hands and thus seek vengeance. Paul's "Vengeance is Mine" quote is taken from the Old Testament (Deuteronomy 32:35), meaning he STILL upholds it.

The Old Testament, especially in the Eye for an Eye Clause, is not a license to vendetta. It is a law that is put into the place for an orderly society. The New Testament clarifies this: Forgive your enemies and love them, let God and his authorities deal with them. The expression "heap burning coals upon his head" is not a hostile thing in their culture. It wasn't pouring burning coals onto a guy to incinerate him. It was generously heaping coals into a basket on his head. It was an act of donating coals to a man who has no fire to warm himself by in the cold desert night. It is an act of giving to a man who has less---a man who demonstrated this by harming you. In loving one's enemies, we become better people and demonstrate God's love in our lives.

The Old and New Testament are not polar opposites. The Old points to the New. The Old was the background, the explanation of our situation as fallen people, the New is the fulfillment of all of God's promises in the Old. The Old and New go hand in hand. The Bible is one.







Monday, March 27, 2006

Radical

Current System Configuration: Waiting for the end of the Schoolyear
BGM: Lion by Rebecca St. James from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe soundtrack.
Breakfast: Grilled cheese sandwiches
Lunch: Jollibee Champ
Dinner: Nothing

This is not a dream that I'm living
This is just a world of Your own
You took me from all that I knew
Shown me how it feels to hope
With You with me, facing tomorrow together I can learn to fly
Feels like I'm living in a lion's mouth, but the lion is an angel
-Lion by Rebecca St. James

I watched V for Vendetta a couple of weeks ago. I really liked it, but after a few weeks of thinking I I'm ready to finally talk about it. The movie had a lot of rather in-your-face rhetoric, such as "Blowing up a building can change the world," and thus was taken by many to be a glorification of terrorism.

Overall, I liked the movie---the imagery and action were superb, the dialogue was great (samples of excellent lines later) and while the rhetoric was hard to swallow, there are some points I agree on.

Now, I am not one to encourage blowing up buildings. I prefer stability over anarchy, especially given our situation here. Things need to change, that is certain. A revolution will change things, there's no denying that. But will they change for the better? The ending of the movie poses that question. Sure, the revolution was a success, but does it mean things will get better? Does it, really?

"Behind this mask is not flesh and blood, but an idea---and ideas are bulletproof."

This is my favorite line in the whole movie. That, my dear readers, is guts. It can be applied to many different things, but I know it can definitely apply to Christianity.

"Within this chest is not only flesh and blood, but faith---and faith is bulletproof."


This is how I might say it. Faith is an abstract concept that should not be shattered by physical threats. It is something that will persist. That's what it's about, anyway.

Another point that came to mind after seeing the movie is radicalness. I don't mean in the anarchist sense---but when it comes to living. As Christianity has become more and more popular throughout the ages, people seem to have forgotten its radical roots.

Christ went up against the religious authorities of his time. Before him, Elijah performed a one-man (and One-God) revolution against the encroaching pagan theocracy that was consuming Israel. Before him, Moses challenged the absolute authority of the Pharaoh of Egypt. Many of the prophets were imprisoned, tortured and slaughtered just for telling the truth---the authorities were corrupt. But the line between Radical Christianity and anarchy must be drawn very clearly.

The context of all these actions is that the governments were exalting themselves against God openly. They were challenging Him. "Who is the LORD, that I should obey Him?" God accepted the challenge and owned them pretty painfully. Nowadays, Earthly governments do not do that openly anymore. Their actions may be very wicked, but they rarely tell us to defy God openly. It is not the earthly governments that are our enemies. The real enemy is what's behind the whole problem. Killing people will not eliminate the cause. The radicalness of Christianity is not about rebellion against authority. It's about setting the self apart from the world.

It's about living by higher standards.
It's about loving unconditionally.
It's about giving up everything, treating everything as a precious gift.
It's about raising the levels of one's life, by God's grace, to a higher, purer, more real way of existing.
It's about turning away from the "easy way" and instead doing what is right.

Our God, after all, is not a tame lion. He may not be safe, but he's good.

~Be Radical in Christ~
#2703AD20062215
ー黒獅子アスラン




Sunday, February 26, 2006

Rage and Repose

Current System Configuration: Vigilant
BGM: ZEST SEVEN by Salamander Factory. Shivah Gozzo's boss theme in SRW Alpha 3: To the End of the Galaxy. Martial, climactic, and both tragic and noble at the same time. One of the best SRW boss themes.
Breakfast: Cereal (Chocochino Crisp)
Lunch: Lamb, pasta and potato salad. Yum.
Dinner: Mushroomburger. And no, not THAT kind of 'shroom!

Classes were cancelled last Friday because of a thwarted coup attempt. Nevertheless, the President still declared a state of emergency because of all the protests that were going on. They said it was because of the threat that some groups (Communists and, in the words of a friend, "military adventurists") posed. The state of emergency still stands up to now because there are a bunch of angry soldiers holed up at Fort Bonifacio, armed to the teeth and dressed in fatigues.

They're angry for a reason I really can't explain. They said their commandant was axed by the government, but the government says that he asked to be relieved. I say, "So why are they so angry?!?!?!" On top of that, the guy who started this was one of the guys who was accused of being part of the coup d'etat plot last Friday, and he said then that he "is more discerning now." So what on earth is he doing, threatening to break away from the government?

This whole thing really feels so orchestrated. For a long time I believed that most of the people in the government are either too dumb or too selfish to start a genuine conspiracy, but something is wrong with this picture.

Nevertheless, I think a lot of people are just exaggerating the whole thing. Everybody should just calm down, play some Counterstrike, DotA or SRW---whatever suits their taste---and just start working together to make this country better. All this instability will definitely help the Communists in their goal to take over the country.

Ultimately, we have to realize that the Lord is sovereign over all this, and that he will take care of this whole mess eventually---that only HE can fix this whole mess. It's so sad that people turn to all sorts of freakish methods to get what they want, when they know that deep inside, what they're looking for is the grace that only God can offer.

On a more inspiring note, today's message at church so inspired me that I decided to go treat Grandpa to coffee at Starbucks this Tuesday. He's already 80 years old and now lives alone, and two of his brothers died recently. I'm sure he feels quite lonely, and I believe that it falls upon me to show him that someone cares. I'm gonna buy him a Bible and share the Good News with him. He's a really nice guy and I really pray that by the power of the Holy Spirit I'll be able to minister to him effectively.

~Be Just Or Be Dead~
#2602AD20062132
ー黒獅子アスラン

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

Curtain Call

Current System Configuration: Hating Valentine's Day
BGM: Lithium Flower by Scott Matthew. The ending theme to Ghost in the Shell: Stand Alone Complex. A rare all-English (good English, not Engrish) song featured in a Japanese anime series. I really don't know how to describe this song, but I guess it echoes how I feel right now.
Breakfast: Cereal (Chocochino Crisp)
Lunch: Chicken strips and rice plus linguine in bolognese sauce
Dinner: Nothing, had too much at lunch. Unless you count this tall valencia mocha frappuccino I'm drinking right now.


I should've written this entry a long time ago, or at least soon after my classes finished staging their plays last week. My last entry entitled "Black, White and Shades of Gray" has somehow disappeared. Whether it was a simple technical hiccup or a deliberate act of censorship, I do not know.

Anyway, I'd like to congratulate my classes again for the plays they've staged. Not all of them were successful and none of them were perfect, but I think you guys know what I kept saying in the past. You cannot cram a play.

I've told my students of a story I heard from my cousin and my younger brother, who both used to go to the same elementary school. My cousin's classmates had a skit to perform that they forgot all about until the day of the performance itself. It was about the Garden of Eden, so what they ended up doing was emptying their school folders, drawing animal faces on them, and using those as masks. Abominable.

It doesn't stop there---Adam, of course, had to have a realistic costume. So one of the poor kids was told to take everything off except his underwear---which was colored brown with a crayon and had private parts drawn on it. That must have looked so silly in real life. I don't know how I'd have reacted if I saw it.

Anyway, the moral of the story is, there really are some things that cannot be crammed. If you do manage to cram them, the quality will definitely suffer.

Now, on to the topic of Valentine's Day. I hate Valentine's Day. It may be partly because I'm bitter that I don't have a date. Perhaps. But I also think the whole thing is just a materialistic sham of a celebration. Why would we confine the celebration of love and passion to just one day each year?

I know, I know, it\s idealistic to say that we should celebrate love each and every day of our lives together. But when I saw the streets today (I went to pick up my mom from a little date she had with her female friends, then we went to Starbucks together to take advantage of that coupon that was only valid on Valentine's Day), I couldn't help but see everyone on the street as a victim of today's commercialism.

Valentine's Day is perhaps the second most commercialized special occassion behind Christmas. While Christmas is the single most commercialized special occassion, at least it has a good side to it---it can still be celebrated no matter how little you have. I've had Christmases that saw plenty of gifts, and some that have seen few. I've still been able to enjoy them either way.

V-Day, on the other hand, is cruel. I can see straight through the farce and shallowness of the whole affair, but it can still make me feel jealous of all those couples who get to go out and hold hands and look in each other's eyes, share laughs and good food together. It's very difficult for me, a 22-year-old employed guy, to not feel lonely. What makes it worse is that people do take advantage of this day to take advantage of their dates. Sickening.

Oh God, I know that there is no love that is more satisfying than yours. But you know how I feel---when you walked this earth two millennia ago, you were a Man of Sorrows too. I think it's fair to say that you were among the loneliest men to have ever lived---and yet you were God Almighty, creator of the Universe. You know how it is to love someone and not be loved back---sometimes I myself do things that show I don't love you as much as I should. I guess it's sort of an honor to share the same feelings that my God has. Teach me to delight in you, O Lord. I need to find my heart's rest in you, lest I never find it at all.

~Be Just Or Be Dead~
#1402AD20062210
ー黒獅子アスラン

Saturday, December 10, 2005

The Measure of a Man

Current System Configuration: Vacation Mode, but still waiting for late script submissions -_-
BGM: Holy Orders ~Be Just or Be Dead~ by Daisuke Ishiwatari. Ky Kiske's theme from Guilty Gear. Soaring neo-baroque piece with awesome guitars.
Breakfast: Corned beef with pandesal
Lunch: Greasy Shakey's pizza (Forced to good since I was in a hurry. Blarg. :P)
Dinner: None, had late merienda at a cousin's birthday party.

Really tired today. I had to endure an hour-long drive from Antipolo to our house in Loyola Heights. Good thing I volunteered to drive, because my grandpa was revving the engine a bit too hard, which caused it to heat up real quickly. The drive was thankfully uneventful, but I had to be a cruel master to my poor ankles.

This entry was sparked by a little talk I had with one of my students. This student was experiencing a common type of adolescent angst that needed a remedy---an anecdote of a similar (usually more grave) experience from an older person.

I told this student about a time (quite a while back, two years ago if I'm not mistaken) when I had to take the place of our regular Youth Worship song leader since he was away on a retreat. I had arrived early on that day in order to rehearse with the band. The girl I liked was one of the relief musicians on that day, and she had also arrived early. She left for a while then came back talking to someone on her cell phone.

All of a sudden she started crying. And I don't mean little sniffles. I mean loud, pained wailing. I asked her what had happened and she said her grandmother had passed away.

Now I can't bear the sight of people crying, especially not people dear to me. So I went up to her when she put the phone down and asked her what had happened. She told me, and I wanted so badly to put my hand on her shoulder to comfort her, pray for her, reassure her.

But I could not.

Instead of doing anything to make her feel better, all I did was stare and say "...oh." I was so concerned about "being proper" (As if a friend comforting a friend was improper) and about my own comfort zone that I could not lend strength to the girl I cared for in a moment of great weakness and pain. It was horrible. Looking back, I can say that I did not feel like a man at all. I had no guts. No balls. I failed that test badly. I was a coward.

~~~~~~~~~

Courage is an oft-romanticized quality that ends up being so cliche that many men resort to other ways of manifesting it. They climb mountains, throw themselves off mountains, drive cars at insane speeds and otherwise boast about their machismo---a rather crude way of showing what they're made of.

While self-endangerment does show one's strength of will, I think that ultimately the test of one's courage is not physical danger. Many guys would sooner crash themselves into a wall than sit down beside a grieving lady and comfort her. And I have fallen short in this area.

I'm of the opinion that showing another human being kindness often takes a kind of courage that's a lot deeper than mere "guts." And yet I find myself lacking.

There are so many times when I could have talked to a person about the Good News I believe in. When I could've made their day easier by pointing them to my Lord. But what do I do? I just clam up and refuse to tell them anything. Of course, most of the time it's best to just listen to the heartaches of a person in pain, but there are times when a response is merited, demanded, begged for. And it's those times when a man just has to stop thinking about himself and start thinking about others.

I found my actions so abominable that day. Yes, abominable. Not just depressing, not just disgusting, but abominable. Here was the girl who I claimed to have feelings for, and yet I could not do a single thing to comfort her. It sucked so much. I'm a coward.

Aye, there's the rub, but does it end there? Whining about something I did in the past won't help. Something has to be done about this, and thus I keep asking my Lord to strengthen me. There's still things that need to be sacrificed. Things that need to be dealt with. I'm a long way from what I want to be, from what God wants me to be, but what's the use in giving up? There is no rest. I may be a coward, but the first step to learning how to be courageous is that---admitting that I am a coward.

~Be Just or Be Dead~
#10122AD20052122
ー黒獅子アスラン

Monday, November 28, 2005

もはや時がない

Current System Configuration: Back to work. Work work work~
BGM: For My Pride by Spirit Level. The second ending theme of the Shadow Skill anime series. Soaring, epic and mighty.
Breakfast: Sausages, scrambled eggs and rice.
Lunch: Beef with bellpeppers, fish fillet and rice.
Dinner: Jollibee Double TLC Yum and Jolly Hotdog. (was hungry on the way home from Subic.)

"Then I saw another mighty angel coming down from heaven. He was robed in a cloud, with a rainbow above his head; his face was like the sun, and his legs were like fiery pillars. He was holding a little scroll, which lay open in his hand. He planted his right foot on the sea and his left foot on the land, and he gave a loud shout like the roar of a lion...And he swore by Him who lives forever and ever, who created the heavens and all that is in them, the earth and all that is in it, and the sea and all that is in it, and said, "THERE WILL BE NO MORE DELAY!""
-Revelation 10:1-3,6
It's been quite a while since I last updated, and I apologize for that. Lots of deadlines at work, but that's all done. I just came back from a rather large singles' retreat at Subic, and I learned a lot of stuff. The crux of what I'm writing today is mostly based on the message that I felt had the most impact on me.

I've been a Christian for quite a while. I met the Lord in the summer of 1997, so that makes it about 8 years already. I was quite active for a while, but recently, an unholy alliance of certain bad elements has been plaguing me. Of course, I'm ultimately to blame because I let it overtake me. But now, I think it's about time I returned to what I used to be.

The last talk in our retreat was given by Pastor Nathan Leigh, who (like all of CCF's pastors) is an incredibly cool guy---generally funny, but serious when it counts. He spoke on the topic of one's life mission, and while a large bulk of this blog's readers are young adolescents, I think it might be a good idea for them to start thinking about this too.

A lot of people go through life thinking they have faith when in truth all they have is religion. What's the difference? Religion is simply a set of rules that you follow, a bunch of rituals that you perform, which is more often than not separate from one's daily lifestyle. It's a cultural, official thing (what you have written on paper) and is so separate from your life that often calling yourself by your religion's name is hypocritical. Many people, especially in the Philippines, have this. But what I see that many people unfortunately lack is faith.

Faith is something else altogether. It's something you actually live for, something that affects the way you walk and talk and deal with people--especially in adverse circumstances. For the longest time, the faith that I have took the back seat to a farce that I put up with just for the sake of feeling good. The Christ who I loved and served simply became a distant, impersonal watcher who I only turned to when I felt bad. This was not His fault, but mine. I was too caught up in my little "harmless" habits, in my computer gaming and everything else that I spent too much time with. I tried to justify this by saying "I deserved it" and that I needed the rest after all the stress of my job, among others. But it was a lie. I was trying to restore my strength with something that ultimately just sapped it even more. I slipped and fell so many times within the past few years because of this. It's only by God's grace that I've actually been able to keep standing up and running forward. You could say that I was running but not looking at the path---hence my constant stumbling.

Pastor Nathan only gave a few simple points about a purposeful life:
-It gives you a sense of power when you surrender your life to Christ. Amazing things happen when you boldly do what he wants you to do. It's been a while since I really saw this happening in my life because of my blindness. But I know that as I recommit, I'm going to see this again.
-It gives you a sense of urgency when you surrender in love to Christ's mission. When you're really intent on showing the love of Christ to others, then you'll feel that this command is urgent. It isn't something that comes and goes---it's the actual purpose of your life. I have to admit I'm weakest in this part. I've had great difficulty talking about the Gospel in public, which is why I'm resorting to online mediums for now. Of course the most meaningful way to share it is in a face-to-face encounter, and while I haven't been very keen on that, I know God's working on me.
-It gives you a sense of responsibility---a surrender of rights. I'm also pretty weak in this area. I often find myself scheming how to tear some thug's guts out should I encounter one on the way home from school. (Car broke down, so I have to walk. Good exercise if not for the pollution) I often feel that I have the right to kill someone because he threatens my own right to life. But with this sense of responsibility---realization that I call myself a Christian and should act like one---I have to overhaul this automatic defense mechanism that seems to work every time I'm in a dark and freakish place. But I can see that God's working---as I walked home from the bus stop today, I managed to get rid of the "I'll use my duffel bag to deflect the knife when he lunges, then I'll throttle him with it and stab him" mentality and instead let God's presence comfort me and His bodyguards do the protection. I managed to walk home safely. Of course this doesn't mean I'm suddenly a pansy pushover---it simply means that I'm more secure in the way I act and sure of how I should move in times of trouble.
-Lastly, it gives you a sense of enlightenment---a surrender of ego. Knowing the truth doesn't mean you can laugh at other people and mock them. A lot of times I come off as a know-it-all, but does all that matter? How can I do all the above if I'm showing people how much of a jerk I am? I don't often think "I'm a Christian and you're not, so you SUCK," but I often think that others are really quite dense. I guess it's a subliminal part of my training as an Ateneo student, to see others as intellectually inferior. It's probably one of the worst things to teach students to think, but it happens anyway. Nevertheless, giving up the ego is something practically all men struggle with, whether they admit it or not.

And so I've got a whole lot of things to work on in my life---rather, God has a whole lot of things to work on in my life. It's easy to think that the more bad things that I have in my life, the harder God will have to work on me. But I think a better way of thinking would be "I have so much trash in my life, I look forward to how God will make it all useful for Him. I look forward to seeing how he'll actually pull it off."

Easier said than done. The Christian life has often been seen as a very complicated and unwieldy mess of theology and rules and regulations, but it's actually a very, very, simple thing. Show Christ's love by obeying Him.

Simple, yes. I didn't say it wasn't hard. Jesus never said it was easy either. We often complicate things so that we can give more excuses, as Pastor Nathan said in a previous talk. When it's simple, it's a lot harder to do because we have no excuses, no way of weaseling out.

And so it boils down to a certain decision I've made, which I believe will be the first of several decisions that I'll be making within the next few months. I've decided to step down as Administrator of the SimChamber.

It's not because I can't stand the nagging, not because of some fight. I just think that I've been clinging onto this position for the wrong reasons, and that it compromises the time that I SHOULD be spending with my God. There are disciplines I want to develop, and I know that God won't help me if I don't give Him the time that He's due. If I spend my time arguing about rules and mechanics, then what good will I get from that? I'm done with that administrator position.

I want that sense of Your presence back, O God. I don't want to live this farce anymore. There's a lot that has to be done in my life, and so a lot of sacrifices have to be made. But Abraham only truly saw the extent of Your love when he went out in faith to sacrifice his own son. The blessing comes after the sacrifices are made. This is the first one, and I know that You are pleased.


There will be no more delay. I can't let my weakness keep me from shirking this responsibility.