Kinky Squirrels

i got one request to write about kinky squirrels.

squirrels? kinky?

somehow, i didn't think they were. they appear to be such loveable, adorable, incredibly sweet-looking furries.

so i did my research on squirrels and am amazed to learn about how hated they are! probably they are a menace on the other side of the globe... they have been termed, "KS" (Killer Squirrels) and there are whole blogs dedicated to how evil they are or that swear by the squirrel's secret world domination plans. there is even a Squirrel Defamation League (SDL), which sends shivers down my spine as i can't help likening them to the Nutzi's (borrowed term... yes, squirrels are known as that too....) secret military police, or the kempetai...

check these out:-
http://www.scarysquirrel.org/
http://www.deadsquirrel.com/

but no kinkiness so far... hmmmm.....

i don't know what i was hoping for, if anything at all. will there be love-making squirrels? squirrels who build a home together and live happily together, searching for nuts to bring home together?

apparently not!

and then.

SQUIRRELS FUCK LIKE RAPISTS!!!

http://straightwhiteguy.mu.nu/archives/042130.php
enough said.

and if that isn't disturbing enough, a University of Central Florida professor is studying how these furry rapists do it on a - get this - US$600grand grant.

so tell me more about these evil squirrels and then we'll move the discussion on to those who study how they rape one another.

Lent

i packed my bags in trepidation last night. i wasn't sure if i had anything that is necessary to equip me to venture into the desert for the next 40 days.

i needed a lot of Strength to complete my journey. and the entire pool of it was standing right before me. all i needed do was to ask for the gift to be bestowed on me. but i couldn't ask for it. for some reason, i was afraid. even if it was given to me, it only meant i would have no excuse not to make crossings into unknown territory. it meant that even if i were stranded or desperately lost, i would have to continue trudging along till i crossed the desert.

i saw many obstacles ahead.
there would be oases beckoning me that were not where my refreshment would be from.
there would appear invitations to take a breather or to re-route to an easier path that i should not tread upon.
i would feel like i was being torn apart on some days.
other days, it would seem perfectly fine to take a pause except that i would never move on from the break if i were to take it.
as if the journey wouldn't be tough enough, there would be a thousand and one situations that would arise to complicate matters... situations that would make it perfectly alright for me to quit.

+++++

i finished my last stick of cigarette. or rather, my companion did. sometimes, life is full of humored ironies.

this pack of cigarettes came to me some time over the last few days while i had been preparing for my journey. i know that i cannot take it with me - it is forbidden. but i didn't want to trash it either. why waste the good drug?

of course, bemused me pondered if this is a sign that i should try to smuggle the cigarettes with me on my journey. but the humorous One upstairs sent me a companion.

he would have been my stumbling block. i actually suspected that he would be my weak link, the one who will convince me that it's OK to take the ciggys with me.

instead, he helped me to get rid of it. last night, he was an instrument of God. the one whom God sent to help me make the final decision.

now that my choices are clearer, i have not much to do other than to brave the storms ahead and forge my way through the dry land for the next 40 days.

and suddenly, i saw the gleaming pool of Strength again. it is right before me, within my grasp. and i asked for it. and i received. and so it is, i enrolled myself into another battle, one that i will happily fight in.

so i accept the grace of Strength, and i wave goodbye to the good drug. at least, for now. and i know that this desert will be crossed, like it or not, be it filled with obstacles or is one easy stretch. i made my choice and my Lord will be with me, for sure.

so i say, Thank You Lord for bringing me on this journey with you.
and i say also, Get thee behind me, Satan! for you will not win this battle, not while i have my God as my companion.

i am happy. the journey begins...

Christian Unity

over the last 2 months, it has come to take on a new and deeper significance. having read just a brief history of the Catholic Church is sufficient for me to once again, be very aware of the wrongs of the Church in the past. i felt sad that Christians were split due to the events of centuries past.

and i have the confidence that someday, Christians and Catholics will be united again. after all, we are one family in Christ, not different camps following the same God. and i am even confident that someday, our Muslim and Jewish brothers and sisters will be joined with us too. eventually. not in my lifetime. but eventually...

right now, i just pray for Christian unity between the everyday human.