Worldview Paper

Daniel Holt

Mr. Weems

DE Christian Worldview

29 November 2010

Personal Worldview

I don’t see the point in trying to even write this. I’m just going to go home and cry anyways. No one will ever see this or care. The worldview hold has morphed drastically over the past few months. I no longer see the world as a place of peace, love, or joy. There is only corruption and room for failure. I can’t say anything without it being overly criticized or drastic action being taken. Apparently, I can’t even think without being a danger to myself and society. Not my fault I wanted to kill myself, and wish I had. Look, I’m spilling my heart out for a stupid worldview paper that isn’t even half a page long yet. There’s no point. Guess I’m a nihilist. Life isn’t worth living at the moment. So I guess I’ll just end the paper here….

Know This:

"Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs;

Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes;

Being vex'd a sea nourish'd with lovers' tears:

What is it else?"
 
     ~Romeo
 
No matter how the world destroys my soul, my heart is yours....
 

Not Wanted Anymore

For Stars, where comes the light of day?
Or raindrops sweet,
Nor flowers May?
When constellations form and shape
To see the height
And from night rape
Passing debris without second thought
O'er-lording all
Self-righteous brought
Cleansing from all space the "trash"
Of horror wrought
The sinful rash
Of evil, hateful, rancid rust
To "save" the world...

...Yet even stars soon turn to dust.

Together

I owe you my life. I wish the world could see us as we are, happy, unafriad, sailing through stars. United as one, forever we are floating along. Cuz we are together, together forever. <3

PROUD

It's Day 16!!!!! And I owe it all to one person-- my boyfriend.

Thats right I'm gay get over it! =P and PROUD BABI!!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH SEAN!!!!! MUAH!!!!! <3

In Love with my Brother

"May she wake in torment!" he cried with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. "Why, she's a liar to the end. Where is she? Not there--not in heaven --not perished---where?---Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer---I repeat it till my tongue stiffens---Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living! You said I killed you---haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always----take any form ---drive me mad---only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! O God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!"

--Heathcliff

Probably the most remembered passage in Emily Brontë's Wuthering Heights, Heathcliff reveals his obsession and passion for Catherine. His mind curses her, yet his heart blesses her. How true the conflict of love and hate this is.

A popular song states: "Just gonna stand there and watch me burn, that's all right because I love the way it hurts." Rihanna couldn't be more right. I've been there, and it's painful. Yet you want the other person so bad, so passionately, you feel you need them there, even if they set you on fire.

That's exactly how I felt the night my heart had been torn apart....

I had found the love of my life.

That was the night my father came in my room, trying to ask me about something. A guy on facebook had added me, another guy, as his boyfriend. My dad wanted to know if it was true, and what on earth I was thinking.

Yes, it was true. I was thinking that I loved him.

I won't name him, so don't worry, you're safe. :)

I was not embarrassed, but just felt so much shame coming from my father, I could barely stand it. I shut down, put up walls, started crying. Eventually he left, too frustrated to even look at me any more.

I told my boyfriend, and he was devastated. He never wanted me to have to go through that again. So he left....

I had been positive he was the one, my soul mate, the one who actually loved me, no matter what.... And partially, thats true. He will always love me, and I will always love him, as a brother. In fact, now we are brothers. We have been through so much. We always joke we both "have the shovel" and can be there for each other as fast as we can.

He will always be my brother.

Yet he was my boyfriend, for one day, and I wouldnt change a single thing. <3

I will post more when I have the courage.
Love,

Danny

I was afraid to turn this in as my AP English assignment because of its content. Yet I (willingly) choose to put this on my blog, knowing it may even reach people from my school. I'm not afraid. In fact, I'm proud.

Poison, Peace, and Elevator Music

When a situation comes that requires a quick, rational response, people are prone to panic and chaos. Emotion. Tears. You can hear the strife on the 911 calls. Cries of pain and shock. Car crashes. Some people are even drawn to aggression. It is frightening.

Saturday night, I was one of those people.

I had gotten a text from a close friend in another state while I was at work. It read: "I'm such a stupid wimp, i couldn't even finish my stupid life. *screams*"

I panicked.

Looking back, I'm surprised I acted the way I did. I immediately called her, only to get her voice mail. I said if she didn't call me back I would call the police, afraid she was dead.

Normally, I'm calm, understanding, and "under control." Now, think of the exact opposite: Wild, confused, emotional mess.

She called me back a few minutes later. Although we were on the phone for 15 minutes, I doubt she said more than 10 words. (This, along with my phone dying, didn't help my stress level.) I used a co-worker's phone, all the while smashing chocolate with a hammer. (I work at a Chocolatier. I'm sorry chocolate, I didn't mean to hurt you.)

My co-worker offered to pray with her, even though she declined. We both suggested she call 1-800-SUICIDE, the anonymous suicide hotline number. She eventually hung up.

Well, since she didn't, I did.

I called the suicide hotline. The routed me to the closest crisis center. Elevator music played in the background. It sounded like something out of "Chariots of Fire," and my co-worker and I couldn't help but laugh. Of all times to play music with a tone like "You can do it!"

Once I was routed, a young woman picked up the phone. I quickly explained what had happened to the best of my ability, still frantic and hopeless. I was scared. She was so nice and caring and showed me I did the right thing. She encouraged me to keep pursuing her, and I gave the woman her phone number. I'm guessing she called and left her a message, because I eventually got a text saying "I'm gonna kick your ass through the phone. :) "

Afterwards, my co-worker suggested we pray. I looked at her like she was crazy. I was thinking "My friend is on the edge of killing herself, and you want us to pray? Are you crazy?" I wanted to be like "Screw that, I'm calling 9-1-1." But I let her. As we held hands in the back of a chocolate store, I could her the prayers of us and a million others crying out to God, "Help us." I cried.

We then went back to doing our jobs, yet never forgetting that night. The suicide hotline number is now listed under our emergency contact list at work, and I feel much safer.


1-800-SUICIDE is a national hotline dedicated to crisis relief. It is completely anonymous, and only acts on information given to them. To Write Love on Her Arms gives some of their donations toward this cause. 18 million people in the United States alone suffer from depression. Please, if you or a loved one are going through times of turmoil and need help right now, call them. They're always there, and I highly recommend them. They saved me and my friend.

1-800-SUICIDE
(1-900-784-2433)

Your story matters.

Rescue is possible.

Love is the movement.

Alejandro

So as you all know, or should know, Lady Gaga is my idol and my hero. Her works inspire my soul and her passion fuels my creativity.

I just watched her recently released music video for "Alejandro," and I am speechless.

It is so freakin' sexy. Gaga and her gang are as hot as ever!

It is a perfect representation on the fruitlessness of war and oppression. However, to me it also depicts life as a battle. What will you live for, fight for, and possibly die for? Love? Sex? Romance? Beauty? War? Hatred? Religion? Passion? Tradition? Freedom?

But don't take my word for it....

Watch it for yourself! (Click Here)

Shooting Stars

"The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope." - Renee Yohe

Where is my hope? I gave up on hope long ago.

Emily Dickinson wrote that "Hope is the thing with feathers / That perches in the soul / And sings the tune without the words / And never stops / At all...." Yet she also wrote: "Because I could not stop for Death / He kindly stopped for me." She rejoices in death and hope at the same time, as if they can co-exist, be synonyms,  be the same.

Are death and hope the same?

Renee Yohe is one of my heroes. To Write Love on Her Arms was started because of her story, her struggles. But I am not as brave as her. I am too lazy, weak, hopeless. She sees the stars and all their wonder...

                    ...but all I can see are black holes....

"Let's pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars. I could really use a wish right now...."

"Why Can't I Own a Canadian?"

"Why Can't I Own a Canadian?"


NOTE: I DO NOT OWN THIS

October 2002

Dr. Laura Schlessinger is a radio personality who dispenses advice to people who call in to her radio show. Recently, she said that, as an observant Orthodox Jew, homosexuality is an abomination according to Leviticus 18:22 and cannot be condoned under any circumstance. The following is an open letter to Dr. Laura penned by a east coast resident, which was posted on the Internet. It's funny, as well as informative:

Dear Dr. Laura:

Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God's Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. When someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, for example, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. End of debate. I do need some advice from you, however, regarding some of the other specific laws and how to follow them:

When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord - Lev.1:9. The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them. Should I smite them?


I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?


I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual uncleanliness - Lev.15:19- 24. The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.


Lev. 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can't I own Canadians?

I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath. Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?


A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination - Lev. 11:10, it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don't agree. Can you settle this?


Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?


Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev. 19:27. How should they die?


I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?

My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them? - Lev.24:10-16. Couldn't we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14)

I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help. Thank you again for reminding us that God's word is eternal and unchanging.
Your devoted fan,
Jim

(This was taken from http://www.humanistsofutah.org/2002/WhyCantIOwnACanadian_10-02.html)