I can't believe it's not Study

Well, I'm sure some of you whom know me are shocked at the revelation that I am working. Well, I am, so just accept it and we can move right along. I really do love work.. It’s not the travel, it’s not the money (although not having to borrow is helpful, and serving). I feel like a business running out of the back of a car…. Lot’s of people but low overheads. The overheads I’m referring to are Assignments and exams that loom during uni sessions. The people, well they are work colleagues. Work is a great place to realise that Jesus is rightly first in our life. Now the challenge is to live that realisation like it’s true. ‘Cause it is you know… true.
Work is a great place for building relationships and generally serving people. People will usually respond well to being treated well, and realise the Christ in us as we seek to love those around us. What happens then? God is glorified. Don’t be afraid to say why you’re differently motivated. For Christ’s sake we exist.. Oh yeah, me. Well, I have agreed to a 12 month contract, couldn’t agree to more at this point. Future availability depends on How wells ome things go. Pray as I now face the task of juggling work and uni.
At least I’m not studying Quantum Physics, hang on I am.

Like the spring Groundhog

I realise Summer has just ended, and I have tales to tell.
In the northern Hemisphere the Americans are waiting for the Groundhog to inform them of the end of winter. I like the Groundhog will stick my head out for a short time then return promising more winter.
Alas, right now tis not the time to tell you of summer. I have written a list.. will be checking it twice.

Things to catch up on

Work
Trail riding
Knee
Beach Mission
Tingha
Seal Rocks
Tick
Morrisette Ambutastrophe
Return Home
Foot
Petrol prices
Conversational Evangelism

I'm sure more will come to mind..
anyhow.. theres a list.. hold me to it

Grace out

Stretching before Exertion

Well, its been quite some time since I used Ye ol'Free thought muscle..

That considered, I shan't tonight either. Maybe tomorrow morning..

Just a question;

Why must us males always seek, so quickly, a finite solution??

Taxed and Wacked (like totally)

Well a new University session has begun and I'm playing observer.
The End of last session was all too much for me.
Heaps of stuff happening with my family (heaps of stuff).
So, I'm attempting to take a well earned rest. I have yet to feel any benefits..
Probably Because I have always had trouble with being stiil..

The new house is shaping up to be a happy home. I'm getting used to not having a door on my room. I really have an open door policy now. Young Ross in his own special way picks inoppurtune times to come up the stairs...Yes Ross, I wear boxers...

Mmm Nothing else really happening..

Let the sin begin

Your Deadly Sins

Gluttony: 40%

Sloth: 40%

Pride: 20%

Envy: 0%

Greed: 0%

Lust: 0%

Wrath: 0%

Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%

You'll die from food poisoning - and then the natives will feast on your fatty limbs.

How Sinful Are You?

Who'd 'ave thunk'd it??

Yep, just did another one. Not quite as humourous, and I don't know about that stylish bit, I can't remember the lsat time I combed/brushed or even cut my hair.

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored.

You'd like your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.

You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

Oh my, really??

Well, I did one of them online thingies. and I'm Shaking my head.

What You Really Think Of Your Friends

Chug is your soulmate.

You truly love Eltham.

You consider Pac your true friend.

You know that Stu is always thinking of you.

You'll remember Doug for the rest of your life.

You secretly think Janet is creative, charming, and a bit too dramatic at times.

You secretly think that Sal is colorful, impulsive, and a total risk taker.

You secretly think that Speed is loyal and trustworthy to you. And that Speed
changes lovers faster than underwear.

You secretly think Irwan is shy and nonconfrontational. And that Irwan has a hidden internet romance.

give it a go... see if your answers are as lame..

http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoyouthinkofyourfriends

Breezy Blossoms

Well, it's Friday. There's no denying that small fact, and why would I? Each week is passing with the dull ringing of a large gong which indicates the impending doom(and breath). I know, I know, “Simon, cut the melodramatics” you cry.

I’ll give you something to cry about…

Nah, it’s not all that bad. This weekend is going to be my most relaxing so far this session. I only have 2 assignments and a MatLAB program due next week. I’m glad I took the last 2 days off, I was so incredibly shredded.

Anyhow, last night Eltham had a crew around and we watched American Beauty. I think this movie is exceptionally well done, and I love Kevin Spacey’s work, However I don’t think it’s a movie I want to see again in a hurry. The wife/mother in that movie is so incredibly joyless and fake, not only that but the way she forces this façade upon the rest of the family, would make most single guys shudder and fear marital commitments. Exactly the kind of reinforcement I need. “Run, Simon, run”.….

mmmm… Some things are worth the perseverance. AB really is quite a disturbing movie, and it’s meant to be, but the statement it makes on the development and decay of society and the individual is both brave and fair. I’m sure Amanda was disturbed by different things, to that of which I was. I’m sure over lunch today we’ll have a debriefing session.

Lessons learnt:
Don’t buy expensive Lounges, or you’ll be afraid to use them.

If you want a car buy it.(don’t be concerned about practicality)

Winners don’t do drugs.

Keep your clothes on while working out.

Be real.

Keep all communication lines open

The World is full of beauty. Just stop, breath, and take it in.

Sim’s note:

Sometimes the most beautiful things are in the actions of those around you. I did say sometimes.

And on the 45x^3+5x^2-7x+23rd day he rested.

Well it is almost 2 days since my previous post and I’m glad to report, that for that period of time I have just sat on my sweet, sweet, derriere. My brain is beginning to function again. I am remembering all my useless trivia again(phew), and I am able to think about other people not just myself. I’ve been listening to quite a bit of the bible in audio format, and primus, oh man, I forgot how awesome Les Claypool is, sorry Les.

Star Wars was viddy’d last night, um this mornin’, It’s almost everything I wanted, and it’s more than I expected. I will say no more.

Mummy, I don't wann go to school today.

Today was a tuesday. Stuff was due at 0930hrs. With the help of many random people, including a Peoples, I was able to string together some fairly accptable results. However the 5 days prior of less than 3 hours sleep, combined with lastnights all nighter have definately taken their toll.

Believe it or not I have 2 more assignments due early next week, so tomorrow I have to start the whole process all over again. I tell you, it's a good thing that batteries come in 24 packs, just a shame they don't work in humans.

Yesterday's Shadow

Amongst the bustle and turmoil of the university scene, where young 'soon to be's' study, laugh, eat and drink, sit an old man. With his back to the glass, and his face to the crowded bar, he sits. Invisible to some, out of place to others, unapproached by all, he sits alone.

A picture of contentment? The old man sits, an almost empty schooner by his hand. Wide, open eyes survey the crowd. He sits there day after day, yet, only the Barman knows his name, but that’s his job isn’t it?

The student is a creature of bondage. Enslaved to deadlines and computer terminals like they are the source of its existence. It’s time between classes is precious. It’s Focus is this….. I must study, so I can be recognised, so I can be given money, so I can feel fulfilled.

The student rules it’s domain. Struts around thinking “all serve me”, and it’s true. The ground staff, the food staff, The Bar staff, the lecturers, even other students serve. However, this old man doesn’t fit into a category where the student can see how he can serve them.

What can a university student ever learn from an old man?

The old Man’s name is Stevie. He turns 80 in June. Scottish born, came to Australia when he was 27, retired from work before some university students I know were born. His story is one of pain sorrow, and beauty. He has an amazing heart, and a drive that many today lack. The unibar is his “local”.

This man can show us whipper snappers, what life is. Life appears in the lines on his face, the gleam in his eyes, and the hardness of his hands. His time in the trades, the people he has spoken with, the hardship confronted and bested. These are precious things. My generation does not spend enough time sitting in awe of the stories of our forefathers. Let alone comforting and serving them.

Pray for Stevie, and say hi to him. He’s in the Wollongong Unibar almost everyday.

Dreading to Drear? or Drearing to dread?

Well the day began as the clock ticked it's tocking last night, well this morning, at midnight. "One constant in a world of variables, a man alone" on his computer, struggling with too many assignments. The keys on my Board, or otherwise known as the human interface device(It's amazing that humans are now seen as peripheral extensions of computers), clicked and clacked as I displayed, to myself, my general wizardry of the Equation Editor function on both assignments I was working on simultaneously. Bouncing back to the other assignment as I get annoyed with the one I'm working on.

My heart sinks as I watched each of my fellow burners of the midnight lamp logoff and retreat to their personal realms of slumber. I crack my neck to the right and reopen the other assignment, frequency of this assignmental transition is beginning to increase, I know I'm just getting more irritated, it's not getting harder. As a last ditch effort to regain a positive outlook I walk out onto the balcony and release a screech which echoes from the surrounding mountains and houses. Mental apology to the neighbours.

Eltham is talking in his sleep again, that is mildly amusing. Alas, the theoretical limit for my work has been reached. To bed, retire I. As I close my eyes the alarm clock mocks me, as a sinister monster with evil intent, my solitude it already plans to destroy.

So you think you've been probed??

When the topic of aliens is risen why to people always metaphorically reach for the probe statement. So lets start with a logical question.

If the aliens are so advanced, why have they traveled across the galaxy to check out man's colon?

You don't need to answer that. I really just threw it in so I could legitimately use the title for this posting. Aliens however have been a topic that has come up a few times in the last few days. Perhaps I have aliens on the mind, perhaps they have given me an implant but I have repressed the memories of the abduction, and my subconscious is screaming out attempting to make me aware of the forgotten experience/ordeal. Perhaps we all are abductees in denial, and deNile isn't just a river in Egypt. In a word, doubtful.

When I think of aliens I kind of picture them as a cross between Predators and Klingons. Physically strong with clan pride and desire for war. I'll justify that from the simple reaeson that technological advances are usually made in times of war. Goverment funding for research is always higher when pushed by the war machine.

But lets talk hypothetically for a bit, I know Simon likes to.

If aliens do exist, then how do they fit into God's plan?

Secular opinion: They don't, they prove that the deity doesn't exist for they are actually our god's.

Aliens are such a great distraction from the truth, and I ask you, who wouldn't be seduced by such a sensational story? Logically, if some creatures where technologically superior to us we would treat them a gods. Think of the words of "Magneto" in "Xmen" he calls "Pyro" a god for his power is great. Would we stand in awe of them like the Hawaiian's stood in awe of Captain Cook, before they struck him down?

We must ask ourselves, why does man seek for another to put above him in the chain of authority? To have some one to blame?

If Aliens are our creators then why the probes?
Man recognises their own dominance in creation, how we study and lord over the things "lesser" than us. We just expect the same treatment from "Higher" beings. We don't expect mercy or compassion.

Christian:The bible doesn't speak of them. I have however heard a few people use Jesus' statement of "I have another flock" to refer to aliens. I guess people can believe anything if it suits their purposes. The mormon's use this statement to speak of the Sth American faction of God's people.

Let's just assume they do exist as the Bible doesn't talk about everything. We are often required think apply biblical perspectives to things that we have today that we didn't have yesterday. E.g. "Do not covet your neighbor's ass" could easily refer to someone else's new remote control car. So lets just apply some biblical principles.

Is God Just?

Well this is really just a bastardisation of "What about the nonchristians in deepest darkest Peru?". I guess if they do exist there's a few ways of looking at this. Hold on we're stepping on the roller coaster.

"Evangelise them" said Amanda, and rightly so. If the whole world was to blessed through Abraham, why not the whole universe? Surely if they are our exploring the universe they are looking for answers. Let's give them the truth. It's here Eltham brought up an interesting point.

"Would they be redeemed through the cross?"

Good question. Jesus became man to take man's place of deserved punishment. Aliens, although they may be sentient beings, are not of the line of Adam so I guess they don't. Ross brought up the idea of angels being redeemed, which was a helpful, yet still confusing, parallel. Angels and aliens differ, as Angels are/were God's messengers and have stood alongside God. So does that mean Christ had to be resacrificed? For God is Just and aliens do exist and there is a means by which they are saved; Did God just ask Jesus to do it all over again?

"Perhaps God is more than a trinity"(Eltham). Humans have constructed the trinity from a biblical understanding of how God exists and operates. Is it possible that Jesus has other brothers who died for the sins of each race of aliens? Well, that is not in the bible.

Assume that aliens are covered by the cross, then, "Perhaps God has given them prophets"(Eltham). Perhaps he has. He could have also given them the law as a shadow of the things to come.

I guess the important thing really is not to get carred away with the pursuit of aliens, but rather, continue in the pursuit of Godliness.