Thursday, January 31, 2013

Sports teams

Superbowl is this week, so I decided to write about sports.

This girl goes (in a bitchy tone too), "I don't understand why guys like the teams that suck. Why can't they  just like the teams that are good." I held in my anger, because I felt like slapping her and sending her to God a little quicker. I calmly said, "Would you want your husband to leave you after you had a couple of babies and your body is not as good as it use to?" Loyalty is a big deal. When I see a band wagon fan (a guy who jumps to good team to good team), I judge his character.  I know hes not a stand up guy. Sticking with a team and suffering through the lows is the key....maybe to life. Sure it would be easy to go to some other team, but when your team finally wins after years and years and years of mediocrity it is soooooooooo sweet. Its like the nectar of the gods.  

Another thing should be: dont be a fan of another team other than your home team. I hate the guy who has the Cowboys as their favorite football team, Braves as their baseball team and Bulls as their favorite basketball team. Basically it says that you liked them when they were good when you were young. So from your childhood you were a little bastard who couldn't take the suffering and had to latch on to these teams to make yourself feel better. You should be better than that.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Thoughts for the week of 1/27

Looking back on this week, it wasn't too bad. God taught me some stuff. I realized stuff about myself. Learned that I might have to be a little more aggressive with work. Learned that I can go back to school.

Thoughts of the week:

I hate when people check in on facebook now because it will show up on my phone: "Dan Park is near you at IHOP." I'm like and what...Should I go and say hello to this person bc hes two miles away from me. No, especially if I haven't seen him in a year. I don't care if youre shopping and youre four mins away from me.

Fashion thought: I wonder if I should get a double breasted coat....

Atlanta thought: How could someone live here for many years and not go to Atlantic Station at least once?
(BTW theres a spot with a nice view, and I forgot where the place was.)

Hooters has Jello shots for a dollar.

Went to a place with 50 or more white people for a couple of hours. I was the only non white person. I haven't felt that in a while. I wonder if they liked me more because I wasn't white.

White people like my hair.

I still think Jude Law is a Douche. (Capital Letter for a Reason)

Don Pedro is always solid.

Starbucks having wine is probably the highlight of the week.

I probably only need my "me" time for only a couple of hours. Don't need a whole night or day.

Stayed in on Saturday night.

A blow to the liver is my favorite knockout. It makes the other guy look like a pussy.

The Rock back in wrestling is making me want to watch wrestling.

30 Rock is ending (sad face)

Bomba from Iberian Pig is awesome.

Kate Upton thought of the Week: she is sooo hot

Women: Its funny how one moment of cuteness can diffuse my anger or just cheer me up. I am defenseless.

I dont like women with thin lips.

Older brothers and Sisters are really helping me.

People are loving on me and its awesome.

Worked out the other day and made some friends at the gym. They were showing me new exercises and such. Its weird to make friends when your old.

Zero Dark Thirty is the movie of 2012.

Little people (5'3 and below) are funny and feisty.

Bought some Birthday cards. Why are there so many cards???

Beyonce was lip synced. SMH

Music of the Week: ASAP ROCKY: Suddenly

God thought of the week. Read my last post

Lyric of the week : Sensitive thugs all need hugs- Jay-Z











Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Prayers

So although there is a Valentines Poster. This is not a Heart day post. I just thought it was funny. I guess I am going to write about prayer. The power of prayer. In the Bible, men have shown how they can build an intimate relationship with God.  I have been struggling with prayer all my life. I would sit there and not know what to pray for. I wouldn't know what I needed or what God wanted me to pray for. Sure most of my prayers were selfish and self glorifying. (Sidenote: Isn't that the most assholish thing youve heard. I am praying and I am still looking out for my own good. ) I knew through years of church that prayer is about relationship with God. Talking to Him. Knowing Him. Feeling Him.  But I felt like talking to God was like talking to my real father. God was being unattentive, stoic and down right didn't care. Part of me knows thats not true at all, but another part of me thinks that way.

I think, since I have come to accept Christ, prayer has been the biggest obstacle in my relationship. This year I was determined to change that. I said that the first things that I would think about was God and at night I would go over the day with the Lord. I like it when someone talks about their day and all of the things that come with that day. Why wouldn't God want to hear that from me? Its been almost a month into this year. My prayer life is the best it has ever been. Is it easy? No. I still struggle to find time sometimes. But I recognize what I need to do. If I don't try to find that time, I can't expect God to find that time for me. I know what to pray for. I know how to talk to God. I know God a little bit better.

I also know that all I can do is my best with the time that I have. But since I've been spending that time with God. God has become like a lover. He has been consuming my thoughts. I think of Him. He has been changing not only what I think about Him, but about His people too. Praise for the Lord has been coming out of my mouth more. I think more faith has been developing. Knowing that this whole life thing we see is just God's story. The movie is not over with Jesus. This is part 3. Return of the Jedi. The Return of the King.

I have a friend going to Afghanistan doing a second tour. I prayed and asked God why? I was really stressed about it, but I met this army guy yesterday. He said that his army buddies were talking about how it has taken 10 years for us to get revenge for 9/11 and we had to go to this foreign land. But the guy told me that it was God's plan to open up Afghanistan. So people will know His name and people will know Him in all of the nations. I was blown away. I remembered that God has a purpose for all of us. No matter how small our contribution. God will ease our pains and give us understanding. Ask for it and be persistent. God will answer Prayers.


Monday, January 21, 2013

Martin Luther King Jr. Day and love

I read this today and felt like my heart was moved to share this.
A Christmas Sermon on Peace
Dr. King first delivered this sermon at Ebenezer Baptist Church, where he served as co-pastor. On Christmas Eve, 1967, the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation aired this sermon as part of the seventh annual Massey Lectures.
Peace on Earth…
This Christmas season finds us a rather bewildered human race. We have neither peace within nor peace without. Everywhere paralyzing fears harrow people by day and haunt them by night. Our world is sick with war; everywhere we turn we see its ominous possibilities. And yet, my friends, the Christmas hope for peace and good will toward all men can no longer be dismissed as a kind of pious dream of some utopian. If we don’t have good will toward men in this world, we will destroy ourselves by the misuse of our own instruments and our own power. Wisdom born of experience should tell us that war is obsolete. There may have been a time when war served as a negative good by preventing the spread and growth of an evil force, but the very destructive power of modern weapons of warfare eliminates even the possibility that war may any longer serve as a negative good. And so, if we assume that life is worth living, if we assume that mankind has a right to survive, then we must find an alternative to war?and so let us this morning explore the conditions for peace. Let us this morning think anew on the meaning of that Christmas hope: “Peace on Earth, Good Will toward Men.” And as we explore these conditions, I would like to suggest that modern man really go all out to study the meaning of nonviolence, its philosophy and its strategy.
We have experimented with the meaning of nonviolence in our struggle for racial justice in the United States, but now the time has come for man to experiment with nonviolence in all areas of human conflict, and that means nonviolence on an international scale.
Now let me suggest first that if we are to have peace on earth, our loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. Our loyalties must transcend our race, our tribe, our class, and our nation; and this means we must develop a world perspective. No individual can live alone; no nation can live alone, and as long as we try, the more we are going to have war in this world. Now the judgment of God is upon us, and we must either learn to live together as brothers or we are all going to perish together as fools.
Yes, as nations and individuals, we are interdependent. I have spoken to you before of our visit to India some years ago. It was a marvelous experience; but I say to you this morning that there were those depressing moments. How can one avoid being depressed when one sees with one’s own eyes evidences of millions of people going to bed hungry at night? How can one avoid being depressed when one sees with ones own eyes thousands of people sleeping on the sidewalks at night? More than a million people sleep on the sidewalks of Bombay every night; more than half a million sleep on the sidewalks of Calcutta every night. They have no houses to go into. They have no beds to sleep in. As I beheld these conditions, something within me cried out: “Can we in America stand idly by and not be concerned?” And an answer came: “Oh, no!” And I started thinking about the fact that right here in our country we spend millions of dollars every day to store surplus food; and I said to myself: “I know where we can store that food free of charge? in the wrinkled stomachs of the millions of God’s children in Asia, Africa, Latin America, and even in our own nation, who go to bed hungry at night.”
It really boils down to this: that all life is interrelated. We are all caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied into a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. We are made to live together because of the interrelated structure of reality. Did you ever stop to think that you can’t leave for your job in the morning without being dependent on most of the world? You get up in the morning and go to the bathroom and reach over for the sponge, and that’s handed to you by a Pacific islander. You reach for a bar of soap, and that’s given to you at the hands of a Frenchman. And then you go into the kitchen to drink your coffee for the morning, and that’s poured into your cup by a South American. And maybe you want tea: that’s poured into your cup by a Chinese. Or maybe you’re desirous of having cocoa for breakfast, and that’s poured into your cup by a West African. And then you reach over for your toast, and that’s given to you at the hands of an English-speaking farmer, not to mention the baker. And before you finish eating breakfast in the morning, you’ve depended on more than half of the world. This is the way our universe is structured, this is its interrelated quality. We aren’t going to have peace on earth until we recognize this basic fact of the interrelated structure of all reality.
Now let me say, secondly, that if we are to have peace in the world, men and nations must embrace the nonviolent affirmation that ends and means must cohere. One of the great philosophical debates of history has been over the whole question of means and ends. And there have always been those who argued that the end justifies the means, that the means really aren’t important. The important thing is to get to the end, you see.
So, if you’re seeking to develop a just society, they say, the important thing is to get there, and the means are really unimportant; any means will do so long as they get you there? they may be violent, they may be untruthful means; they may even be unjust means to a just end. There have been those who have argued this throughout history. But we will never have peace in the world until men everywhere recognize that ends are not cut off from means, because the means represent the ideal in the making, and the end in process, and ultimately you can’t reach good ends through evil means, because the means represent the seed and the end represents the tree.
It’s one of the strangest things that all the great military geniuses of the world have talked about peace. The conquerors of old who came killing in pursuit of peace, Alexander, Julius Caesar, Charlemagne, and Napoleon, were akin in seeking a peaceful world order. If you will read Mein Kampf closely enough, you will discover that Hitler contended that everything he did in Germany was for peace. And the leaders of the world today talk eloquently about peace. Every time we drop our bombs in North Vietnam, President Johnson talks eloquently about peace. What is the problem? They are talking about peace as a distant goal, as an end we seek, but one day we must come to see that peace is not merely a distant goal we seek, but that it is a means by which we arrive at that goal. We must pursue peaceful ends through peaceful means. All of this is saying that, in the final analysis, means and ends must cohere because the end is preexistent in the means, and ultimately destructive means cannot bring about constructive ends.
Now let me say that the next thing we must be concerned about if we are to have peace on earth and good will toward men is the nonviolent affirmation of the sacredness of all human life. Every man is somebody because he is a child of God. And so when we say “Thou shalt not kill,” we’re really saying that human life is too sacred to be taken on the battlefields of the world. Man is more than a tiny vagary of whirling electrons or a wisp of smoke from a limitless smoldering. Man is a child of God, made in His image, and therefore must be respected as such. Until men see this everywhere, until nations see this everywhere, we will be fighting wars. One day somebody should remind us that, even though there may be political and ideological differences between us, the Vietnamese are our brothers, the Russians are our brothers, the Chinese are our brothers; and one day we’ve got to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. But in Christ there is neither Jew nor Gentile. In Christ there is neither male nor female. In Christ there is neither Communist nor capitalist. In Christ, somehow, there is neither bound nor free. We are all one in Christ Jesus. And when we truly believe in the sacredness of human personality, we won’t exploit people, we won’t trample over people with the iron feet of oppression, we won’t kill anybody.
There are three words for “love” in the Greek New Testament; one is the word “eros.” Eros is a sort of esthetic, romantic love. Plato used to talk about it a great deal in his dialogues, the yearning of the soul for the realm of the divine. And there is and can always be something beautiful about eros, even in its expressions of romance. Some of the most beautiful love in all of the world has been expressed this way.
Then the Greek language talks about “philia,” which is another word for love, and philia is a kind of intimate love between personal friends. This is the kind of love you have for those people that you get along with well, and those whom you like on this level you love because you are loved.
Then the Greek language has another word for love, and that is the word “agape.” Agape is more than romantic love, it is more than friendship. Agape is understanding, creative, redemptive good will toward all men. Agape is an overflowing love which seeks nothing in return. Theologians would say that it is the love of God operating in the human heart. When you rise to love on this level, you love all men not because you like them, not because their ways appeal to you, but you love them because God loves them. This is what Jesus meant when he said, “Love your enemies.” And I’m happy that he didn’t say, “Like your enemies,” because there are some people that I find it pretty difficult to like. Liking is an affectionate emotion, and I can’t like anybody who would bomb my home. I can’t like anybody who would exploit me. I can’t like anybody who would trample over me with injustices. I can’t like them. I can’t like anybody who threatens to kill me day in and day out. But Jesus reminds us that love is greater than liking. Love is understanding, creative, redemptive good will toward all men. And I think this is where we are, as a people, in our struggle for racial justice. We can’t ever give up. We must work passionately and unrelentingly for first-class citizenship. We must never let up in our determination to remove every vestige of segregation and discrimination from our nation, but we shall not in the process relinquish our privilege to love.
I’ve seen too much hate to want to hate, myself, and I’ve seen hate on the faces of too many sheriffs, too many white citizens’ councilors, and too many Klansmen of the South to want to hate, myself; and every time I see it, I say to myself, hate is too great a burden to bear. Somehow we must be able to stand up before our most bitter opponents and say: “We shall match your capacity to inflict suffering by our capacity to endure suffering. We will meet your physical force with soul force. Do to us what you will and we will still love you. We cannot in all good conscience obey your unjust laws and abide by the unjust system, because non-cooperation with evil is as much a moral obligation as is cooperation with good, and so throw us in jail and we will still love you. Bomb our homes and threaten our children, and, as difficult as it is, we will still love you. Send your hooded perpetrators of violence into our communities at the midnight hour and drag us out on some wayside road and leave us half-dead as you beat us, and we will still love you. Send your propaganda agents around the country, and make it appear that we are not fit, culturally and otherwise, for integration, and we’ll still love you. But be assured that we’ll wear you down by our capacity to suffer, and one day we will win our freedom. We will not only win freedom for ourselves; we will so appeal to your heart and conscience that we will win you in the process, and our victory will be a double victory.”
If there is to be peace on earth and good will toward men, we must finally believe in the ultimate morality of the universe, and believe that all reality hinges on moral foundations. Something must remind us of this as we once again stand in the Christmas season and think of the Easter season simultaneously, for the two somehow go together. Christ came to show us the way. Men love darkness rather than the light, and they crucified him, and there on Good Friday on the cross it was still dark, but then Easter came, and Easter is an eternal reminder of the fact that the truth-crushed earth will rise again. Easter justifies Carlyle in saying, “No lie can live forever.” And so this is our faith, as we continue to hope for peace on earth and good will toward men: let us know that in the process we have cosmic companionship.
In 1963, on a sweltering August afternoon, we stood in Washington, D.C., and talked to the nation about many things. Toward the end of that afternoon, I tried to talk to the nation about a dream that I had had, and I must confess to you today that not long after talking about that dream I started seeing it turn into a nightmare. I remember the first time I saw that dream turn into a nightmare, just a few weeks after I had talked about it. It was when four beautiful, unoffending, innocent Negro girls were murdered in a church in Birmingham, Alabama. I watched that dream turn into a nightmare as I moved through the ghettos of the nation and saw my black brothers and sisters perishing on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity, and saw the nation doing nothing to grapple with the Negroes’ problem of poverty. I saw that dream turn into a nightmare as I watched my black brothers and sisters in the midst of anger and understandable outrage, in the midst of their hurt, in the midst of their disappointment, turn to misguided riots to try to solve that problem. I saw that dream turn into a nightmare as I watched the war in Vietnam escalating, and as I saw so-called military advisors, sixteen thousand strong, turn into fighting soldiers until today over five hundred thousand American boys are fighting on Asian soil. Yes, I am personally the victim of deferred dreams, of blasted hopes, but in spite of that I close today by saying I still have a dream, because, you know, you can’t give up in life. If you lose hope, somehow you lose that vitality that keeps life moving, you lose that courage to be, that quality that helps you go on in spite of all. And so today I still have a dream.
I have a dream that one day men will rise up and come to see that they are made to live together as brothers. I still have a dream this morning that one day every Negro in this country, every colored person in the world, will be judged on the basis of the content of his character rather than the color of his skin, and every man will respect the dignity and worth of human personality. I still have a dream that one day the idle industries of Appalachia will be revitalized, and the empty stomachs of Mississippi will be filled, and brotherhood will be more than a few words at the end of a prayer, but rather the first order of business on every legislative agenda. I still have a dream today that one day justice will roll down like water, and righteousness like a mighty stream. I still have a dream today that in all of our state houses and city halls men will be elected to go there who will do justly and love mercy and walk humbly with their God. I still have a dream today that one day war will come to an end, that men will beat their swords into plowshares and their spears into pruning hooks, that nations will no longer rise up against nations, neither will they study war any more. I still have a dream today that one day the lamb and the lion will lie down together and every man will sit under his own vine and fig tree and none shall be afraid. I still have a dream today that one day every valley shall be exalted and every mountain and hill will be made low, the rough places will be made smooth and the crooked places straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together. I still have a dream that with this faith we will be able to adjourn the councils of despair and bring new light into the dark chambers of pessimism. With this faith we will be able to speed up the day when there will be peace on earth and good will toward men. It will be a glorious day, the morning stars will sing together, and the sons of God will shout for joy.

Friday, January 11, 2013

What Grown men should do

What a grown ass man should do:

Show people why it is in there best interest to do the right thing.

Appreciate beauty and life. Encourage people if you see something good in other people.

Drink Whiskey. Its good for you.

Have at least one suit.

When someone buys you a shot, you have to buy one back. Its just how it is. Lets not be cheap asses.

Always buy dinner on the first date. This guy told me he went dutch with a girl. I slapped him.

Open the door for a woman. Just do it.

Give your seat to a pregnant woman. Although I heard of someone was thinking this woman was pregnant, but she was just fat.

Don't order a salad on the first date. What are you ???

Always eat pizza with your hands. I dont care if your hands get messy. Its called a sink, use it.

Eat ribs with your hands too.

Make decisions with out influence from your parents or friends.

Be Bold. Take Risks. Don't be a Pu$$y.

Stand up for yourself. We are grown ass men. You are not a child anymore.

Get punched in the face at least once in your life.

Punch someone in the face at least once in your life.

Have a car. Unless you live in NY, Korea or someplace where public transportation is awesome. Don't be that guy asking for rides.

Build or repair something with your hands.

Dont ask a woman out by text. Definitely not by Facebook.

Know your weaknesses and look to improve on them.




Thursday, January 10, 2013

What Grown Men Shouldn't do

Here is a list of what Grown Ass Men shouldn't do

Don't ever take a self picture or Koreans call it selfca and post it on Facebook, unless you got something new you have to show off like a new rolex or expensive ass car. Especially the half naked picture of you in the bathroom.

Never wear Jean Shorts or Jorts, unless your Black. Most black people can pull off anything. Maybe its the whole slavery issue. But some rules don't apply to them.

Never be disrespectful to people. You never know when its gonna bite you back.

Never undertip.

Don't speak like a teenager. Especially if your not a slang person.

Don't say YOLO.

Dont wear those stupid shirts. You know the ones that say im with stupid or something like that.

Don't sag your pants. C'mon Man.

Don't Wear white socks with black shoes.

Stop Wearing Jerseys and you're not watching a game or going to the game.

If your older than 33, stop going to the clubs and stop trying to pick up girls who are a decade younger than you. You know youre that old creepy guy at the club right? You know the guy you made fun of when you were 23. Yeah thats you now. Don't be a douche. Go somewhere else. Pick up women at barnes and nobles.

Dont whisper in another guys ear. Its weird.

You shouldn't be fighting. If someone picks a fight with you or there is some injustice, go ahead and fight. But when I was younger, I would just fight with people because my friend got ice grilled by someone. Those are not good reasons to fight.

Don't Cry in front of other men about a woman. Dont do it. People will never look at you the same. You better be drunk. Or if they are dead. You can cry everytime then.