Cabinet of People in association with the World Dictator

a.k.a. CPAWWD

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what. Did I so uncharacteristically neglect to inform you of such a significant happening? No. Hahahahahah. You must be wrong. Anyway, I have chosen my group of people (hey, can't take over the world all by yourself. It's too boring) who will accompany me in carrying out epic plans for world domination, and therefore will be rewarded a really really cool title. And lots of boom. SO. With that, I begin.

WORLD DICTATOR: Me. Lunatella. :)
VICE-WORLD DICTATOR: SkytheWolf :D
VICE-VICE-WORLD DICTATOR: ____________ (her name cannot be disclosed. :D)

Hold on. I need to make up some more positions.

⑨HAPPY CIRNO DAY! ⑨

:) the STORNGEST DAY.

⑨ "nineball"

To my (possibly) loyal Readers;

Hahahah yeah. So a good friend introduced me to a series of vertical danmaku shooting games called the TouHou Project. Its insanely addicting/challenging/fun. In the game "Embodiment of Scarlet Devil" (Yeah I know, their English isn't perfect. But it works.) there is a certain Stage 2 boss. Her name. Is. Cirno!!!! (the Ice youkai). She is a rather weak boss, yet in her dialogue, she claims to be the strongest. She is also known for her idiocy. This has become the subject of many many many internet jokes. In the manual for Phantasmagoria of Flower View, she was labeled "9. Moron".

Copied from Touhou Wiki - The date "09-09-09" (Wednesday September 9 2009 09:09:09 more specifically) has been named "Cirno day" for obvious reasons. This day everything (for some reason) could be translated into nine. For example: September 9 is the 252th day of the year 2 + 5 + 2 = 9, you need 9 letters to type Wednesday and September and Japan's timezone is +9. Other names for this day include "The strongest day" and "⑨ day".

So to all who had no stinkin clue as to what "HAPPY CIRNO DAY" or ⑨ meant, now you should have some sort of knowledge as to what it is :).

Yours truly,

Lunatella.

OH MAI.

-twitches- I.... cant.... believe.... what they.... did...... -twitches in anger- They did NOT just do that. (im talkin 30 years, here!!) They ruined it!! All of it! Every essential part of the plot was either missing, changed, or twisted. :( I'm talking about "Summer of My German Soldier"... I just saw the movie they made of it... and I am horribly disappointed. Not only that, but I am resolved to make it a better movie. I have to. I have to do that awesome book some justice. :O

'Kay, that was my random thought for the day, I dunno if I'll have much more :)

I was just thinking.

I was, suddenly, thrown into a nostalgic moment, where I remembered Watership Down... and England... and for some reason, I really wanted to read it again! I think I need more time at the library...

Yet another movie to destroy!!

Yeah me! On TFN (Tales of a Freshman Nobody) I posted a book review, and guess what? I think it is my sole duty to make movies out of every good story I read :] including the Giver. (which, my friends, is an oddly disturbing book, as well as George Orwell's "1984" and Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, but go ahead, read them!) And this time, instead of Anton dying, I'm gonna turn it around >:)

life is boring.

it feels like im wasting my short life by going to schoool. i live in an endless cycle of "wake up go to school come home, eat, homework, eat, sleep, wake up, etc" ........ a monotonous unbreakable pattern of school life... >.<

...

For some twisted insane reason, I feel like I haven't achieved anything today. I wanted to reach a specific goal, and I failed. Like always. =.= If you can't tell, I'm feeling depressed. =_= and tired. I just hope I don't have another bad day tomorrow...

Episode 6: Singing.

BEFORE YOU READ: I've finally decided that I'm going to make these into episodes. I have an episode guide, and if you'd like one, facebook me. Or if you have my email/aim/whatever else, just go ahead and ask. Thanks!

-Lunatella
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Greetings, fellow beings. Today's story includes some ludicrous acts, my ears being artificially removed, rubber, and Bankais. Today was an elated day, when the fact that the next day is Saturday, and very oblivious couples make out... more than usual... and people always glare at you for stepping on their shoes. The first story is about me. Little not so old me. I was walking (actually, it was more tripping and lumbering than walking) to my first class, keeping my head down against the bitter fog. Alas, dear friends, that proved to be a mistake. In front of me was the hugest person I have ever encountered in my measly fourteen years. We were walking at approximately the same pace, and unbeknownst to me, he decided to join a blood clot... er... a group of obnoxious people. And according to Newton's third law of movement, I kept going. Until I hit my outside force- Mr Big Guy. He could have rearranged my face if he really wanted to, but instead, being his good day, perhaps, he merely scowled at me. I was outraged. It wasn't my fault! If he wanted to stop, at least do that where little Freshmen like me don't end up running into a wall of a person. But I didn't say any of that. I was too af - I mean, I was too above him to do that. -scoff- So I went on in the day, took a brain-killing math test, and then arrived at the door of the Gym.

We had gone on a power walk, around the campus, and when we got back to the main hallway, I noticed a muffled booming coming from the Gym. I thought: go figure. a bunch of stinking teenagers and ridiculously loud music. Then I saw a bunch of girls with an iPod(tm) hooked up to a speaker. then i thought: oh wow. Just like our class... And as I neared the end of the boulevarde of broken eardrums, and I thought it couldn't get any worse...

The Secret Life of Doors.

When you imagine a door, do you imagine its life dull and worthless? Well think that no more, dear friend. What testimony I have, may be your last. You see, the reason why doors appear harmless and docile, is because... Are you ready? No. You cannot be... you will never believe me...and if you do... it may be too late already... THe fact is, the cruel, cold, hard fact is... Doors are out to kill you. Don't laugh. You won't be laughing... when you find yourself bleeding out of every orifice, and you have no clue why. I have scars from past skirmishes with a particular door. Every day, as I brace myself for the pain, I always think I hear a faint, maniacal cackle... And then when I push , and then quickly evade its blow, I can feel it pushing back... Odd. Am I Right? Try it yourself. ANd then When I find myself attempting to leave the Gym, a certain door always finds its way in front of my face... It is all very tragic. So dear friends, please do be careful when you approach ANY door... It may be out to get you.

The Daily Story

This is more of an addition to yesterday's story.

SKYthewolf and I had just left the weight training room, after approximately 70 curl ups. My abdominal muscles had been reduced to a quivering pile of jelly, and quite frankly, I don't know how Skythewolf does it. Well anyway, I was walking, quite weakly, to the locker room, and I don't remember what we were talking about when we walked in there. But this time, I wasn't so lucky. Skythewolf grabbed my arm and said: LOOK. I looked. And whatever part of me that wasn't murdered bloodily from our last episode... just asphyxiated. It was worse. Much worse. Bad enough to make your Great Aunt Bessy have a heart attack in her coffin. And plenty enough to make your eyes melt out of your head. And your brain to come squirting out of your ears and every other orofice that a liquid brain can reach. And - uh. Well, I should actually get to what we're dying of first... Yeah. Okay. Its also a calendar. But think- its in the girls office. SO basically, its a muscular guy on a beach who forgot his clothes.. all of it... and forgot there was a photographer around, and forgot how to sit properly as well. The only mercy allowed was a teeny yellow Post-it note where clothes should have been. (Yeah, you know what I feel now, right?) ANd then SKYthewolf and I exchanged glances, and then nodded. Yup, its blackmail time. :)

Here's a great article! :D

HI peeps. again. THis is a really cool article by Pastor Joe Pursch that pretty much breaks down Lisa Miller's recent article "The Religious Case for Gay Marriage" on Newsweek.




Published weekly by the Church Relations Office of Capitol Resource Institute


This Week: A Response to Newsweek's Exegesis on Homosexuality: You Pick, You Choose, You Lose---


By Joe Pursch

Good morning, fellow shepherds. If you stood in a grocery store line recently, you've no doubt already been treated to an eyeful of the big debate being discussed among religious Americans: the cover issue of Newsweek entitled "The Religious Case for Gay Marriage". There in the checkout stand news racks in all its glory is the latest and boldest example yet of a secular world's approach to the Biblical arguments against gay marriage.


The article, written by Newsweek religion editor Lisa Miller, though praised by some moderate evangelicals as a thoughtful treatment is, in my view, alternately inconsistent and uninformed, and ultimately simply dismissive of the great and sweeping Biblical arguments for traditional marriage. It is, in the end, nothing more than a clear example of the postmodern mind's flair for ending all arguments by simply stating "You're just not mature enough to see the whole picture". Nevertheless, Newsweek's analysis of the Bible's case for traditional marriage is now part of the current popular conversation. If it doesn't crop up in your church this week, it certainly will pop up in the days to come.


So what is your response when something like this comes into the media mainstream? I hope you'll take time to apply your Biblical grid of thinking to this latest assault on conservative values and be ready to interact with your people about it when it rises in conversation. To that end, I'd like to share several talking points I have formed concerning the article. I hope to use them in a conversation with anyone who asks me "Pastor, were you a little bit bothered by the Newsweek article? I felt my faith shaken a little bit. Can you help me?" Here we go.


The Elephant in the Room...


Miller spends a large part of her article deriding the Old Testament as having "Few examples of what social conservatives call the traditional family". Instead, she says, the older Testament is rife with incidences of polygamy, extramarital sex and other behaviors that break the traditional marriage model. But she fails to see something critical here: the presence of a behavior in the Bible does not imply the propriety of the behavior. One of the reasons we know that the Bible is the Word of God is because it is absolutely honest about both the deeds and the misdeeds of its characters. Furthermore, God Himself as the Author of the Book consistently reveals the various marital misbehaviors in the Old Testament record to be what they really are,namely a failure of His ultimate standard: faithful heterosexual monogamy. That's the elephant in the room that Miller fails to acknowledge; from the beginning, a man was to cleave to his wife in faithfulness. (Genesis 2:24ff ) The varied failures of some Old Testament figures to be sexually faithful don't belie the existence of a heterosexual standard for marriage, but they rather reveal it as a divine ideal, albeit one that was often poorly approached in everyday life. But it is an ideal that is clearly portrayed in the older Testament nonetheless.


Say It Ain't So...


Miller also trots out to her gullible readership many of the standard pro-homosexual interpretations of Scripture that are always put forth by the theological Left. However, to anyone who has studied these tired old approaches of playing "Biblical dodge ball" with the clear texts that stand in condemnation of same-sex behavior, the arguments Miller cites have long since been discredited by able Bible scholars.


For example, she argues that while the Bible might have "some" problems with sex between men, it is silent and therefore consenting about sex between women. A simple reading of Romans 1: 26ff in any translation debunks that hypothesis. Another example is her repetition of liberal theology's contention that the Levitical condemnations of homosexuality are pointless because, as she puts it, "Our modern understanding of the world has surpassed its prescriptions." But that's simply evasive. For Miller, when the clear interpretation of the Scripture destroys your position, it's perfectly okay to flee to the false citadel of a "changing culture" to support your views. I trust you can see the evident weakness in that approach.


She also predictably floats a favorite opinion of gay theologians that while the Bible does seem to condemn certain acts of homosexuality in Leviticus and in First Corinthians, these were actually only commands against acts of homosexual "violence", and don't apply to "loving" homosexual relationships. What she doesn't mention is that recent conservative responses to these hollow arguments have forced even the gay authors of these views to admit that they have forced ideas into Scripture that are not only not there but that are also directly refuted by the meanings of the original languages.


In reality, it simply isn't tenable for same-sex marriage proponents to try and explain away the clear condemnations of homosexual activity in either Testament, because the original language of the Scripture is quite clear and the obvious interpretation is undeniable. Indeed, clear opposition to homosexual behavior has been the norm across the orthodox church for 2000 years precisely because the Biblical record is that undeniably clear.


The only position that someone like Miller is really left with is to deny the validity of the entire Bible itself. Interestingly, this is where she ultimately takes her argument.


The Bible for Grown-Ups...


While following a pathway of faulty logic and disproved scholarship through most of her piece, Miller ultimately frames her point of view by stating that truly "enlightened" people don't take the Bible literally anyway; therefore, the literal meanings of the Bible can be discarded. She writes, "Biblical literalists will disagree, but the Bible is a living document.... A mature view of Scriptural authority requires us to move beyond literalism... The Bible was written for a world so unlike our own it's impossible to apply its rules at face value to ours."


In other words, Newsweek's Miller seems to say that when the Bible says things that don't offend her worldview or her permissive morals, she welcomes it's literary grandeur; but when the Scripture clearly confronts wrong sexual behaviors with its moral absolutes, she prefers to call it wooden headed and archaic. For her, the Bible can be a "living document" just as long as it pleases her lifestyle; when it doesn't, she feels free to strangle that living Scripture to death in its cradle. That's the only way to have it both ways.


I seem to recall that Jesus told a parable about such people once. "But to what shall I compare this generation?", he asked. "It is like children sitting in the marketplaces, who call out to the other children, and say, "We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we sang a dirge, and you did not mourn." For John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say "He has a demon!" The Son of Man came eating and drinking and they say "Behold a gluttonous man and a drunkard!" Yet wisdom is vindicated by her deeds." Matthew 11:16ff


Wisdom really is vindicated by her deeds, especially when it comes to the self-serving arguments of an indulgent culture like that endorsed by Miller. Confidently demanding to have it both ways is, according to Jesus, the pathetic ethical behavior of a society that refuses to reach moral puberty. I think we're facing such a "marketplace of children" in our current public debate over morality. Miller's Newsweek article is simply the latest example of this.


But, of course, I'll keep preaching Biblical morality anyway, and so, I trust, will you. For here we stand. We can do no other...for the Bible tells us so.

Keeping the faith with you,

Joe Pursch


More Updates/Commentaries




New York approves Birth Certificates for Same-Sex Couples


Shortly after California's Supreme Court made homosexual marriages legal, New York's Governor David Paterson imposed a similar political agenda on the people of his state. Through executive order, Governor Paterson mandated state government recognition of same-sex marriages in New York and from other states.


Last Friday New York's Health Department decided that in order to comply with the state's policy change, it must now include same-sex couples in birth certificates, listing them as the biological parents. Same-sex couples had argued it was discriminatory to refuse them birth certificates when under current New York law a woman's husband is automatically listed as the biological father, even if artificial insemination and donor sperm was used to conceive the child.


"The people of California were able to reject the political agenda imposed upon us by our state supreme court," explained Karen England, Executive Director of Capitol Resource Institute. "Unfortunately, New York citizens are experiencing the ramifications of politicians acting without accountability. Just because government recognizes same-sex couples on birth certificates, it doesn't overcome the basic biological fact that only one man and one woman can conceive a child. New York is playing a dangerous game with the future of the children caught in this political battle."

Updates

Hi all. Or is it Yall? ... Well I don't really care. I'm just here, before I write yet another account. Or two. Skythewolf suggested that I post any story of Freshman life on this blog, and obviously, I thought it was a great idea. So I've got a few stories up my sleeve, and to all you faithful, unknown readers out there, Thanks! :)

ahhhh

This is somewhat trivial, but hey, its a blog. And you don't have to even read this. I cleaned my room, and i found some pretty blue things that I had lying around, and guess what? My room actually has a theme! Its BLUE! :D Well, actually, the cover, and the curtains and the walls are not blue, but it goes nicely. Okay. It doesn't. But I can't change the hot pink.... x_X and the gold... but its good enough for me! :D

My future plans for it is to paint the bottom half of my room a "true blue", versus a "blue", then the top half a light blue, and the ceiling an even lighter blue ( lighter blue), and then navy swirls everywhere, flecked with glitter paint here and there. :D

LIke it? Hate it? I don't care. :)

SKY the wolf, read this.

THE OFFICE.
06 January, 2009.

Dear friends, I tell you this account of the mentioned date in no less than a perfect mental condition. I would like to explain a certain ... happening... my good friend, Sky thewolf, and I have stumbled upon. Well, to be more exact, there wasn't much stumbling to be done... at least on her part. I always stumble. Back to the story. It was during the most exciting of classes, Physical Ed. Weight lifting was never so fun, with 3 merry people in your group. We had only reached the halfway mark, and we rotated to the "DB flies". Now don't ask me why whoever invented this excercise named it so ridiculously, but they did. This involved taking one of those very dumb bells ( although they're not even shaped anything close to a bell.) and lifting them above your head as if you were flying. Ridiculous, no? Well Pat, (whose REAL name is not allowed on here) also a compadre, decided to tell us that shields weigh 60 pounds. Now I was thinking "60?? Thats preposterous. I think they're at most 15 or so pounds." And he insisted. And he picked up the 60 pound weight. And tried to lift it. And, would you figure, it smashed his finger. First thought, ouch. Second, I still don't think a shield weighs 60 pounds. But we told him to get a bandaid and wash it out. So he got a bandaid, and sat out for a bit. Sky thewolf and I simply fooled around with the ... Tricep Press I believe its called. We imagined it as a sort of watering pump, those railroad cart things, a fighter jet, and a space craft. Imaginative, no? I think so. Well after a few more minutes of being happily oblivious, we noticed that Pat was still sitting there, so we went to talk to him. Sky thewolf said" DId you wash it out?" PATl: "No." Sky thewolf: " GO wash it out NOW." It was actually a lot more complicated than that, but I really don't remember any of it. And it would be a copyright infringement as well. So then Pat went out duly, and we resumed shooting down passerbys on our fighter jet. We got a total of 4 kills. :) ANd then Pat came back. Pat came back? I was rather confused. THe bell rang, then, and Sky thewolf and I went over there, and asked why he was still here. Sky thewolf said: "did you wash it out?" Pat said: No. Then Mr/mrs, Iwontmentiontheirnameforlegalandprivatereasons butted in and said " you know what he did?" Sky thewolf and I both said: Whut. Mr/mrs Iwontmentiontheirnameforlegalandorprivatereasons said: He just went-- and he gestured him falling over. Sky thewolf said: "Did he catch himself?" Well... I didn't pay attention to the next few exchanged words, but I heard the call for an escort. Sky thewolf and I volunteered, since we were the only people who weren't injured in the room. Mr/mrs Iwontmentiontheirnameforlegalandorprivatereasons Said: "take him to the office, and make sure he doesn't, you know." We nodded, and went out the door. to the right. Which proved to be a fatal mistake, because Mr/mrs Iwontmentiontheirnameforlegalandorprivatereasons must have thought we were evading school and said: "this way. please." unpleasantly. WE trotted down the hall, and into the PE ( see, we thought it was the main office, where you get to go home.) office, and to the left. The right was the office to the girls locker room, and I realized too late that we were headed towards the boys locker. Boy was I freaked. Mr/mrs Iwontmentiontheirnameforlegalandorprivatereasons must have realized as well, because the aforementioned hurriedly excused us. But too late, I screamed in my head. I had seen something that will scar me for life. On a calendar on the wall, oblivious to most who were in the locker rooms, was the most freaky picture I've ever seen. It involves a female who happened to forget their clothes, apparently forgot how to sit properly, and it just happened to forget there was a photographer around. X_X I almost died, and dragged Sky thewolf out the door as fast as my fat self could go. I said: DId you see that???? Sky thewolf, who was equally disturbed, said: Yeah. Then when we got out, we discussed this, as in we should use it as blackmail. But that, my dear friends, is another story entirely.


The (somewhat) tragic End.


There. its true. and we probably aren't going to blackmail anyway.

Shall I?

Hey people.

ITs been quite a while since i've written on here. I'm only on here to tell you that i'm making a movie. kinda. i've only got about 15 pages of the script written. but hey, i have all day[atschool] to work on it :) and i'll need actors. and a tech crew. and you know. all the inaccessible stuff :)

Its a movie of The Divide, by Elizabeth Kay. I love the trilogy, and im astounded that nobody made a movie out of it. or anything. so its up to me to add another g rated movie to this world :)

toodles,
Andrea