What I learned in Church: Persistence and Faith

Posted Date: : Oct 22, 2007 4:19 PM

Listen to GOD

The gospel told a story of a dishonest judge and a woman who was persistent in asking for justice. Because she was persistent, the judge gave in. Jesus then asked how strong our faith was. This was not a story for people with low comprehension skills. (Don't get me started on retards again) Most people would assume this means we persist in prayer, keep asking and asking and asking. Two things pop into my head.

1. If we are always asking, when do we stop and listen? I didn't know that faith worked that way. Some people ridicule Catholics or Moslems for using the same prayers over and over or for praying over and over so ritualistically and then turn around and repeatedly request the same thing to God every night. I guess because they change their drawers more often than an Arab there's a difference.

            If occurs to me that if you believe, you shall receive. So why you keep askin?

Which brings me to:

2. Are we now treating God like a dishonest judge? Does he need constant reminding that you still have not hit the Lotto? I mean the whole block, your barber and Jesus knows your numbers are 5-4-7. When do we stop needing and start believing? When are we going to stop over clicking that mouse? You only need to click that link one time and you hit the button six just to read my blog. The computer will freeze up, GOD won't. And HE knows and HE won't forget.  In fact, he may have sent you a reply. Stop typing and check your inbox. Don't be scared to open that email that looks unfamiliar, they're not all chains.

Remember, it's US who need the reminding, not the other way around. It's us who need help learning the word from time to time. For the first time in a while (and only the second time ever) I feel like my church community is somewhere I can go and know the people there have my back. And I don't even know anyone at my church! THAT, my friends, is what church is.

            If you happen to be attending a church where that is not the case… In fact, if you know the people at your church and still don't trust them, why are you still there? RUN! You are in hell and you don't know it. Use your Jesus slap and get out of there!

In the name of Jesus…

And quit pesterin God for new shoes! He's busy fighting a war for Christ's Sake!

DANG!

Thank ya Jaysus, each time you post I always pray that you post something relevant, something that will actually make sense, something people will actually want to read and comment on. I stopped, and look what happened, my prayers were answered. (speaking in tongues now) Hallelujah, I'macomininahondaleavininalexus.

After catching up today on all of the blog reading I've been missing out on, I have realized that I am very interested in attending your church one day. You're definitely churching me. As for your friend Taima, he is a riot. You two are made to be friends. Two peas in a pod. and that I'macomininahondaleavininalexus... how innovative! You guys are way too creative. Holla atcha girl. One

My brother you said it. You are getting deeper and deeper with each blog and to think of the number of people you are sharing this good news to. Just something that makes you say ummmmm. Preach on brother man preach ..........on. love ya

That's what I'm talking about L.A. Give me some good word on a Thursday mornin! You've inspired to speak on it @ length! U better go u inspiration u! 

Invasion Of The Retards

Current mood: exanimate
Category: Life

DID YOU MISS ME!?!?!

I've actually been writing for yall but it all flows as one thought so let me start backwards with the ugly, then the bad, THEN the good.



Last time I spoke out on the retards, I received tons of responses asking what kind of person I thought I was. Well, I am an asshole. It's my job to be an asshole. I must expose reality since a lot of people don't like to deal with it. I speak facts. The fact is, I have never referred to the mentally challenged as retards. the retards I refer to weren't born with an abnormal chromosome pattern.

By definition:

[1. to make slow; delay the development or progress of (an action, process, etc.); hinder or impede.–verb (used without object)
2. to be delayed.–noun
3. a slowing down, diminution, or hindrance, as in a machine.
4. Slang:Disparaging.
a. a mentally retarded person.
b. a person who is stupid, obtuse, or ineffective in some way: a hopeless social retard.
5. Automotive,Machinery. an adjustment made in the setting of the distributor of an internal-combustion engine so that the spark for ignition in each cylinder is generated later in the cycle]

- the retards I refer to were born normal in every way. They became retards at some point because of decisions they made. I continue to call them retards because of the decisions they continue to make.

I only bring this up again because I face a crisis. A friend pointed out that God takes care of babies and fools. I accepted that and changed the way I treated people who were slower than me. But then I was bombarded with retards and their retarded antics. I had to ask - What about the retards? They are not babies and they weren't born fools nor were they mentally injured at some point in life.

No! I am talking about winos, crackheads, sex addicts (aka nakeddickers), scary assed people, bitch assed people, and just all around losers. Today, we breed and support weakness. Our political correctness has us making excuses for all kinds of loserdom, niggardom, random naked-dickedness and increasing cases of bitch assedness. We are allowing talented individuals to give up on life and become bums.

We do it when we decide not to discipline our children because we didn't like getting whipped ourselves as children. We do it when we choose to be politically correct and not tell young people they are behaving like animals because we don't know who will sue/shoot us these days. We do it when we go out of our way to accommodate crackheads. We do it whenever we allow a circumstance to become an excuse.

Well I don't care who sues me. Good luck to any retard who thinks winning a lawsuit against me will do any good. I am here to tell it and here it is.

I officially don't give a shit about your excuses. He's this, she's that, I don't have/never had, I was born..., mah-muh-my brain hurts...blah, blah, blah. Shut up and get my fries!

And if they're not hot, I'll be doing some "Tard" bashing up in McDonald's today!


Hey asshole, WTF you been at??? I was bout to start writing blogs in a min. How about them Cowboys!!! lol

JR

You need to get on tha American Zeigheist blog! Been waiting on that for who knows how long...

Look for Ring Of Power. That one is CRAZY!!!! It's way underground

Did you see the movie??? Its comming soon, please believe. I swear im about to loose half of my myspace friends with that blog lol. I done already pissed off too many people already!

I been seen the movie! GET TO WRITING! IMMEDIATELY!!! Don't make me be the only one. I'll write one too!

LOL this weekend!

JR

Did I lose all my readers? Good! I'll start all over with only smart people

Not at all. I'm proud to be an American Retard! Here they actually bail us out when we inappropriately piss all over the common good.

Only in America are intellectuals jealous of imbeciles! Makes my heart warm...or is that my shorts? I just let out a little poop...mmmmmmmmmh!

Damn straight! You know me...I don't believe in coddling the ig'nant (yeah, I meant to spell it like that) fuck boys and girls! Tell 'em like it is and if they don't like it...fuck 'em. You can tell 'em I said it and let 'em know where to find me! I got 5 fingers on my right hand waiting to talk to their face if they don't! LOL, I'm on my soapbox tonight!

I'm actually sad to admit - I find myself getting jealous of retards and all the attention they get. Someone has to point out when people are retarded!

SAY KILLA, I GOT TO ADMIT YOU TELL IT LIKE IT IS...AND NOWADAYS IT IS WHAT PEOPLE NEED TO HEAR, ESPECIALLY THE FOLKS IN OUR AGE GROUP. PEOPLE DON'T LEARN ANYTHING UNTIL THEY END UP IN THE SITUATION THAT THEY NEVER THOUGHT THEY'D END UP IN.

KEEP BASHING THESE IGNORANT PEOPLE WHO DANCE TO THEIR OWN TUNE WHEN MUSIC SHOULDN'T EVEN BE PLAYIN'!!!!
" But if we kill'em they won't learn nuthin!" The tards have to learn someway

LMAO @ "a hit dog will holler"

Niggardom, Al Sharpton and a Eulogy for the N word (And by N word I mean nigger)

This blog is attributed to Al Sharpton. This week Wednesday is the official eulogy of the N word (and the B word bitches!). My struggle has been with the lack of a word to describe certain people who still so abundantly exist in the world.

Disclaimer: The following commentary uses A LOT of foul language in reference to A GANG of foul people. By that, I mean niggahs/niggers and niggardom. (I have to get it all out by Wednesday so that I may unveil a new word to refer to the growing population of super-retards.

Niggers/niggahs are all over the world. Niggahs are white, black, hispanic, asian, arab, moslem, christian, jew, atheist, vegan, carnivores, omnivores, smart, dumb (Mostly dumb), straight, gay, bi, punks, bebops, whoopty whops, tramps scalliwags, punk assed bitches, bitch assed niggahs, fleas, ticks and all the rest. Case in point: I went to the movies. I decided to pay cash (Big Mistake!). I'm waiting in line behind two groups of white people. These people seem like friends. However, when they buy their tickets, they go up to the window one at a time...Can I tell you I was imagining punching white girls in the back of the head for at least ten minutes tonight. I mean who would go out with people they don't trust to buy tickets all at once but niggahs?

I have to admit before I go deeper that I too have been a niggah. Never been called a nigger (except by an old black lady in the Magic Johnson Theaters). I even ran with geniuses who called themselves niggahs and went to extreme means to act real niggarish. These men who are now nuerosurgeons, scientists, lawyers, teachers, politicians and highly educated low lifes were overreacting to what niggahs would have you believe is a loss of Blackness that comes with education. Most of us are over that shit. Good luck to the rest of us. I officially renounce my own niggardom and vow that I am in no way affiliated with any coons, spicks, niggers, scumbuckets, cumbuckets, naked-dickers, naked-dicking or any other form of niggardom.

Another story shared by a friend may be familiar to many of you, directly or indirectly. She shared with some friends of her's how she took her daughter to the library from time to time. Her friends responded that she was acting white. PURE NIGGARDOM. Whereas I have seen many, many more white retards and an over abundance of young black prodigies, niggardom would have you believe that it is impossible to improve or strengthen your natural intelligence.

Speaking to Al Sharpton's issue. Anyone who supports the Stop Snitching campaign is probably on the down low or just a bitch assed niggah scared to get his/her ass whooped by whoever he/she needs to be snitching on. Or they are just retarded[not in a funny way]. (I cannot stress enough how abundant retardation is today. GO TO THE LIBRARY PEOPLE! TAKE YOUR CHILDREN!) When I was young a snitch was someone who told TOO much. Not just told. Maybe I called someone a snitch when I was mad or embarassed that my dumb ass got caught doing something wrong. Al Sharpton mentioned the 60s and 70s when we were REALLY a community. We had so much pride that any niggardom was immediately dealt with. Whether it was community members or the law, we all stood up against niggardom.

Today, spoiled children be they rich or poor (its mostly poor) are growing up to be niggars. A growing number of them are growing to be rich niggers. Call them Michael Vick, Paris Hilton, Her whole crew, Puff Daddy, Diddy, Coa Coa Puff Diddy Puff, Kobe Bryant, George Bush (both of them) or OJ Simpson, they are all niggers (see the current issue of the Klu Klux Klan newsletter for reference). And they are all influencing a new generation of young niggahs who see no problem with niggardom. What we are left with is a rampage of retardation and an overpopulation of niggers. As a caller on the great Michael Baisden's show mentioned, how can we put an end to the N word with out putting an end to niggardom. There would be too many niggahs running around with no name to unify their mass retardation. So what do we do?

The question is - what word will we use when we choose to limit ourselves (as niggahs) do by ending our use of the N word? Let's be honest, it will only be a select few who actually does refuse to use a word. Most retards don't read or listen to talk radio, so how would they even know that they have been renamed? And when we do find a new name for this special classification of retard, what do we do about the actual cure for retardation?

I mean, I am tired of the N word, but I am so much more tired of niggardom. So in my ongoing fight to end niggardom (which I will chronicle here), I will have to use a new word to reference my adversaries and the actual problem.

It's too damned HOT!!!

Current mood: aggravated
Category: Life

(I have to use a few curse words to emphasize my point on this one)

I've been wondering why I have been so riled up lately. It's ridiculous! I've been wanting to get into shit with everybody. Almost all the time, I been wanting to fuck somebody up or just fuck the shit out of someone (In the A/C!). Then I found a minute or two to be introspective (Because that's how I roll.) When I looked around everyone else was more agitated than usual. The customers, the mechanics, even the secretary was talking about beating people up! The irony is that is was just TOO damned hot to actually do anything. Then one of the mechanics showed me something. It was a thermometer.


This week on our lot it has been well over 100 degrees even reaching 124. I remembered that parking lots are usually ten degrees hotter. Our lot must be twenty degrees because it is the oils and gas on the ground that make it hotter.  (And our messy assed mechanics do spill a bunch.) So if you speak with me and I talk a lot more shit than usual. Or say something way more dirty than my usual, just give me a pass. It's the heat. AND THE HUMIDITY.



I've been thinking of getting my boss and the crew to go into real estate or starting a gang or opening a strip club or a whore house. Whatever as long as we can get out of the heat. DAMN! I need a beer!







Hilarious... if you're deciding between one of the F-word options, I suggest option 2. =)

LOL. You're crazy, but it has been too damn hot.

I do agree. It has been too damn hot lately. And I'm back in School. OMG.

What I learned in Miami: A Few Things About Me

Current mood: optimistic
Category: Life

Just a few things about me

On my trip to Miami this weekend I learned a few things about my self. It makes sense to me to share sense some of my readers are here on the pretense of getting to know me. (It may help some of my friends as well.) So here it is:

I'll never tell
I know I promised to share some of the things that have been going on with me lately regardless of who is involved and what comes of it. The real problem with that is I have never been one to talk about other people. I can speak in general terms but I cannot mention specific names and situations. My friends will remember that in all my stories I only refer to people as "the homie", or "this girl" or some "relative." No names, no dates, nothing that will connect any person to their specific story. The reasons are twofold. One is, I don't anyone ever speaking about me by name. I know that people do, but I would prefer if they didn't. The legend of "LA" is too big for me to ever dream of living up to it or living it down. The other reason is, I imagine my friends meeting each other one day. I don't want to be the one to influence first impressions. Even if the impression is good, it's better that people make their own impressions on each other. I don't want them to have to live up to or live down anything that someone else said about them. All this means for you, my readers, is I will have to figure some other way to share my life with you all. Plus, I still want you to buy my books. My published life story will include all the names, dates and vivid details. This is just a teaser

I Don't Chase, I Facilitate
So many people have hooked up because of me, the legend of "LA" has led people to believe that I have game. The same can be said about people who see the way I handle myself around women. Nothing could be further from the truth. Being in the south where women are not as aggressive as I am used to, I have come to realize it's not my style to chase, court or even approach women. I may get wild, belligerent, and even mannish at times but, the truth is, of the all the women and girls I've dated, I have only successfully approached one girl. And I was thirteen when that happened. All the rest approached me first. Anyone who knew me when I was in Junior High knows I wasn't prepared for the change once I actually started dressing and grooming a little bit better. Since then, I'm such a literal believer in the idea that women choose, I never subscribed to the chasing women thing. Plus, I associate that behavior with "naked-dickers" (word to be defined later) and I try to distance myself from them as much as possible. Don't believe in the legend, I don't have women chasing me down the street. In fact, I stay dateless for long periods. I still get it poppin on a regular basis. And I have so many friends most of whom are platonic females, I couldn't ask for much more. I leave the serial dating to the naked-dickers.
Me.
 I'm in search of a once in a lifetime opportunity. That means that if I approach you and I'm not trying to hook you up with one of my boys, I see potential. And if you approach me and end up staying in touch longer than two weeks (My attention span), I see potential. When people ask me what type of woman I like my response is always one thing, assertive. If you want to be temporary, you can stay passive and with any luck you can catch me when I'm belligerent and mannish, and you will stay temporary. For anything else, step up.

You Are Not Invited
As I mentioned before, "LA" is always into something. Whoever wants to roll can do just that. My one rule is - If you know, you can go. I'm not so formal with invitations. In fact, I flat out will never invite you anywhere. There always being an exception to every rule, know that when I go through the formalities of inviting you, I truly would not be able to enjoy myself without your company. My feelings will be hurt if you don't show and I will cry. I mention this about me because of the legend. The legend has many believing that I roll with this imaginary elite entourage and everyone else is not worthy. Not true. Ask my bartenders, I'm mostly alone when I roll out. I'm out of the promotion business. If I tell you I'm going you better get ready. Or better yet, if you stay ready, you don't have to get ready. I will roll to church, the bar, the movies, Apache, whatever and I refuse to ruin my experience or spend my energy convincing someone to go where they don't want to go.
This goes for dating as well (see above). I may ask a woman out once and leave an open invitation if we can't make a date then. After that, I'm rolling. I ain't go miss "Talk To Me" (A GREAT movie!!! Go see it and don't tell my friends I went without them.) waiting on someone to make up their mind or put their shoes or make up on. I repeat - If you stay ready...









I thought this was going to be a huge revelation but I knew that about you when you lived in New Orleans.

Yeah. This is for the new people.

Hey bro,
We do have a lot in common....hahaha. Is it cause we are both from the SHAW? Very deep revelations. I concur with you 100 percent, we don't have to beg anyone to go out with us, if they want they will come, if they don't then we go out by ourselves and meet the ones that like to roll like us.....I think that is better that way sometimes.
FYI, I married my high school sweetheart.....till this day, when I go clubbing, I go out by myself with the homies because she doesn't like to......Like I said above, if they don't want to go out, we go out ourselves.....
Peace

Single Women

Current mood: contemplative
Category: Romance and Relationships



This is from last year. (I'm still on vactation) I only got two comments so I want to find out what the rest of yall think. I'm still standing on my position(See below) and this topic will never die.

Women need to be more assertive. Tell him you like him. Tell him you want to sleep with him. I am used to women being more assertive since age 13. I asked a girl out (aka I got her number and began to talk shit with her) and she flat out asked me what I wanted. Did I want to be her girlfriend? Did I want to just talk? Or did I want to fuck? AT 13!!! I was shocked then. But as I grew older I began to get accustomed to being that straight forward…

… Then I came to Atlanta. ALL the women do here is talk shit. They ALL do. ALL the time. BUT they do not keep it real. They are most definitely not straight forward. They can not ask a guy out. They can not say what they want from a guy. Or ask a guy what he wants. Am I 12 all over again? WTF?

I have to say relax to all women. So what! You are getting older. So what, we live longer now a days. There are no good men. So what, focus on yourself. So what, be more selective and understand what being selective entails. It means you will be alone for a long while in search of perfection. That is why you need to be comfortable with yourself.

Babies... I love you all. If I could marry you all and make you all feel better about yourselves, I would. But I am in the relentless pursuit of perfection. I need to perfect myself so that when I find my perfect wife, I will be ready to love her. Along the way I truly enjoy offering my love and advice to any one who will listen. If we can both help each other become the perfect partner to our future mates then so much the better for us all. Who knows! We may be perfecting each other so that you and I can be together. And wouldn't that be perfect?

(And Rayya, I can handle it. And for you, that's all that matters.)






very nice.... :) relentless pursuit of perfection, huh?

LA, u know ur girl luvs it when u speak da truth.....however, you know ur girl & u know im bout as blunt as they cum, reagardless of who & what the circumstances.....not every guy wants what ur talking about.....not every guy can handle that typ eof straight forward, dont beat around da bush, tell me the truth regardless of if it hurts or not type woman....but hey that's just from me & my experiences.....on da perfecting your self, im with you 175%....if u r not happy with your self, if you havent cum to grips with who you r or what u want in life, whoever ur with will NOT fill that void, but that goes for both women & men......but u know i'l always take advice coming from u ;) smooches

This discussion can go on FOREVER with no resolution because there is none. There is no need for women to be a certain way in this life! People just need to be themselves. If you're assertive and it works keep it up! The right guy who can't get enough will come along and appreciate you for who you are. If that's not you're style no worries...the perfect compliment is still out there.

You can't resolve this discussion also because some men say they want a woman who speaks up only to follow with "black women are so aggressive or too strong!" What's up with that??
To the men I say it's time to grow some balls! Be a man and ask the girl what's up! You're not 12 anymore so you should definitely be able to speak up for yourself.

There is no winning unless you are happy and content with the individual who you are.

i no i comments on this like a year ago, but yd u have 2 call me out like that ;) LOL....neway, hope u find that 1 that makes u smile even when u dont wanna smile ;)

This is a very interesting discussion, that will go on forever.......

I agree with JR. Very interested conversation, you do have a point. I have noticed in past experiences that a majority of females want a guy to be straight out to the point. It works being blunt if all that you want is sex without strings attached. Females that are looking for something serious will tell you straight out. In my experiences, females would tell you "go to hell", or "Be in my apt in 30 minutes"....hahaha. Well bro, Are you serious about looking for the serious thing? if you are, more power to you. If you are not, then keep on trying to perfect yourself for your perfect match.....There is nothing wrong in looking for the perfect one, but one thing that I will tell you is that if you look for too long, you might end up letting the right one slide pass you without you noticing her.

Later bro,

Good topic that will be discussed over and over. I beg to differ on one thing. The women here seem more aggressive or assertive. i'm a single woman and i have a few single women friends who have no problem saying what they want and how they want it! lol
as a matter of fact, i'm more shy when it comes to that because i don't like rejection. but don't get me wrong. if i really like somebody, i would approach that person one time, not over and over again.
and some guys like to play games, too many. but that is another topic, ain't it?

No! It's the same topic. When we talk about how people approach each other we are talking about game. And men AND women today are here to play. If you can't be be 100% straight up and down, you are playing to me. Call it revealing a little bit at a time or whatever. If you aren't comfortable enough with yourself to be yourself 100% from day one, then you shouldn't be out there.

My opinion on this subject is that men do not like the truth when it is told and they are more complicated than women. Women are more vocal than men. Men dont really communicate. So it is very difficult to know what men really want.

Me personally I keep it real with myself and others around me. I love me first then everyone else get the left over of my love. We as human beings make relationships real complicated. I will never truly understand the craziness of relationship. But truly if there is someone good let it manifest and dont force it because you will be left with nada.

I hear that AND I feel that. The flip side is women don't like the truth either. The reality is we are all looking for a dream and instead of keeping it real, we sell each other dreams to get what we want. Just think of how scary it is to share with a person you just met some of your deepest and darkest secrets and fears. That is exactly what we do (ideally) in relationships. As individuals we can't be fearful of baring our souls to strangers.

Well as a woman I can accept the truth. Then again what is truth? Truth is one's prospection.
I know for me I have opened myself to my significant other or once significant other and he bailed out on me like hot grease. Therefore, I will never truly understand what men really what. I should know since I have six brothers. If I have to be single because I am honest and true to my feelings. Then their you have it.

I know I am intelligent and beautiful. So I am not phase by pretentious expectation we have on each other. Relationships as I view it is HUMANLY COMPLICATED and if two isnt willing to put the effort into the relationship then what do you have?

So this conversation can go everywhere, but we will be a stand still. There isn't any real answer to the view.

The complication comes because we are impatient. With all these billions of people, how can we expect to be lucky enough to find THAT ONE? Don't give up if THAT ONE is what you seek? And don't believe what any one or two men does (out of Millions) is reflective of all men or try not to care even if it is. Remember you are looking for one. Or two. Who knows how you swing?

Jason you are not funny...I am a one man woman. So dont even play me. Anyhoot I havent given up...I just wont put my heart out to be stomped on. Life is truly a lesson.

The Game

Current mood: curious
Category: Writing and Poetry


When will we stop playing games and make it plain
When will I be able to talk to you and tell the truth
I know we're both scared to be the fool but one day soon
I know I cannot hold this secret but for a minute
Who cares what we say except for us anyway
Who cares about me and you except - well - I do
I don't know if you give a shit but I wish you did
I don't know if you even care but I know I care
Why do you hardly call ever at all
Why do you stay away every day
Don't you know time is short before we leave our ports
Don't you know every minute counts before we get up and out
All I can do is make it plain this ain't no game
All I can do is tell the truth, I truly do - care for you - wish to - be with you