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I want you guys to read an apologetic that I wrote a few days ago. Enjoy. Sycros out.
While some may not acknowledge it, we human beings are short-lived creatures. There are several species in the animal kingdom that greatly out live the average human being. I believe the Christian rock band DC Talk explained this matter best in the first verse of their song “Things of This World”:
Seventy years is all we got
To the average person it might be a lot
For the first twenty years you’re off to school
Learn the principles, learn the tools
To make lots of money, the ultimate goal
Gain the whole world and yet lose your soul
Huh, Humanism is on a roll……
Twenty years for knowledge, thirty years to apply
And just twenty years left for asking why
I didn’t realize what it was all about
And I didn’t seek goodness in this rigorous route
It is a shame to know this and see people who act like they’re going to live on this earth forever (or, at least, that their years are numbered much greater than that of the average human being). The good Lord, however, has blessed me with the wisdom to know that my stay in this world is short. My earthly pilgrimage has lasted over seventeen years as of yet. For the average human being, my life is already 25% over; and I have yet to accomplish half of what I intended for my life. But it’s okay. The Lord will it, He will make a way for me to achieve everything I need to achieve.
It’s good to know that through my journey, I have amassed much knowledge and the Lord has blessed me with much wisdom. Part of the wisdom has given me the desire and ability to examine and reflect upon myself and humanity as a whole. With the guidance of the Holy Spirit, my reflection studies have given me understanding on many subjects, including the blessing of earthly life.
I strongly believe that life on this earth, while short-lived, is a divine privilege and opportunity for human beings to spread righteousness over our dominion. This is why I try my best to live every moment of my life to the fullest. Sadly, as I mentioned before, there are several human beings who squander their lives away as if their days on earth are unlimited. This is a pity, but I am glad to know that even though many individuals do not consider their time sacred, they have not broken away from the most natural process of time usage: the routine.
Many may not know this at first, but we human beings carry a routine for every scale of time. We are probably all familiar with the ever-present “daily routine”, but there are routines for even smaller time scales. We humans also carry an hourly routine, a minutely routine, and, yes, even a secondly routine. Though as the time scale is smaller, the routine has more leeway. It is very rare for a person to blink every second on the second, but it is common to blink at a certain rate of seconds. Ironically, when the time frame is larger, the routine has less leeway. It is usually under special conditions that the human heart breaks away from its typical minutely routine.
The routine is also present in the larger time frames. We human beings also carry out weekly routines, monthly routines, and, yes, yearly routines. It can also be speculated that we humans also carry out a lifetime routine, seeing as our lifestyles shift and change with each phase of our pilgrimage; but the routine I will give the most attention to in this apologetic is the average human being’s yearly routine.
The yearly routine of the average human being is usually carried out based on one of two methods. The more natural method is what I identify as the average human being’s season-based yearly routine. This is probably the more common of the two as it is utilized by people of all cultures. Farmers will plan times for harvest based on this routine. Also, average city-dwellers plan what times to purchase and wear certain types of clothing based on this method. It is safe to say that the average human being’s season-based yearly routine is the more natural and common of the two.
However, what I acknowledge as the more appraised routine is what I label as the average human being’s holiday-based yearly routine. With this method, several individuals plan their times for travel, their times for the enjoyment of certain culinary dishes, and even the activities that are usually planned by way of the aforementioned season-based yearly routine. This routine is also greatly used as an advantage by those involved in the popular activity of mass solicitation. This routine is rapidly gaining esteem in our society.
I do not want to leave the impression that the average human being’s holiday-based yearly routine is something to be condemned or shunned. We human beings since the beginning of time have been in dire need of a routine with which to carry out our earthly journeys. If we did not have such a thing, every aspect of our lives would be, as the modern colloquialist would say, “crazy-go-nuts”; and considering how insane we humans are as of yet, the very thought of us “going crazy-go-nuts” instantly brings my mind to the conclusion of the universe flipping inside out. However, I admit that after much reflection, I have come to the potentially saddening realization that I cannot honestly adhere to the average human being’s holiday-based yearly routine.
As I contemplate upon this even as I am typing, I cannot recall one holiday out of the year that I take seriously anymore. This was not always so. During the early days of my earthly pilgrimage, the two holidays I particularly enjoyed were Thanksgiving and Christmas. Thanksgiving was the time of year when my family would go to my nana’s house and visit my mother’s family, but we had to move across the country (once even across the ocean) several times. As can presume, such a nomadic lifestyle severely prohibits the constant visiting of one’s family. Plus, my nana passed away a few years ago, so we stopped visiting her house.
As is the case with many other young children, Christmas was often a time of excitement. The peace and gift-giving was something I always looked forward to; but as the years in my pilgrimage became greater in number and I was able to purchase my own gifts, Christmas became less and less exciting. A few years ago, my family decided to abstain from the common Christmas practice of gift-giving, considering that it had nothing to do with the true essence of the holiday. I cannot say that I was particularly disappointed with the decision, but I do admit that it stole what little visceral luster Christmas held for me.
As for the turning points in the average human being’s holiday-based yearly routine that take place during the summer months (Memorial Day, Independence Day, Labor Day), they only seem to be times when several individuals would gather together and indulge in bodily consumption to their heart’s content. This is something that my body officially declared as an intolerable offense a long time ago. Four good-sized pears taken in are what my body considers a binge. I can recall one specific time when I suffered through a severe regurgitation that was caused by two cans of Pepsi. Obviously, this practice is definitely not for me.
The other holidays that take their turn early in the routine have become nothing but annoyances to me. While I try my best to keep the holiday of Easter holy as it should be, it is really frustrating how much public solicitation groups use it to their monetary advantage. I cannot explain how annoying it is to pass by a twenty-yard long line of colorful Easter baskets every time I visit the Wal-Mart during this holiday, but I digress. Because there isn’t a drop of Irish blood in my set body, St. Patrick’s Day serves me no purpose. Though, I must say that I absolutely love watching the Irish river dancer performances. In spite of all this, my contempt for these holidays is mild tolerance compared to my thoughts for what I consider to be the most dreadful, harmful, and useless holiday of the year: Valentine’s Day.
As I expound upon this, I cannot bring to mind one single part of Valentine’s Day that I enjoy (except for the mildly amusing programs that air on television). In my opinion, the spirit of Valentine’s Day is very deceptive. Many average human beings see it as the day when they will finally meet that special someone. After all these years, I have never been delivered this amazing promise of the Valentine’s Day spirit.
I’m a very lonely person. Throughout my earthly journey, I have had encounters with very few people who actually enjoy my company. Even less often so have I met individuals of the opposite sex who enjoy my presence. Those people who did seem to appreciate my friendship rarely put in the effort to maintain the friendship with me. This applies double-fold for people of the opposite sex, even those who sought my affection. They failed to do this because they failed to get to know me as a person. The true essence of my being that allows me to be friendly, pleasant, and perhaps even affectionate is covered under several layers of solemnity and idiosyncratic factors. So far, no girl I’ve met has had the perseverance to unlock it.
It can easily go without saying that no member of the opposite with whom I’ve interacted has gone through the proper procedure of satisfying the spirit of Valentine’s Day. None have ever requested any means of contact. The experience of going through the period of Valentine’s Day and finding both my postal mailbox and my e-mail inbox completely devoid of messages sent in the spirit of Valentine’s Day is one to which I have become fully accustomed.
I do not want this apologetic to be taken as a shameless request for sympathetic condolences from my peers. I have consciously acknowledged long ago that no member of the opposite sex is interested enough in an erotic relationship with me, and I have accepted it. But every year, it seems as though the spirit of Valentine’s Day taunts me with images of her seemingly satisfied prey which she displays via the various creative presentational methods of the media. This is the main reason why I am deep in the mindset of wishing there were no such point in the average human being’s holiday-based yearly routine. To put it in simpler terms, I am fully aware that no one likes me, and I’m okay with that. Why do I need a holiday for emphasis on this fact? Perhaps this is the enemy’s method of nullifying my satisfaction with my solitude, so that I am distracted from my more pertinent tasks. If this is the case, than I should probably view this holiday as a challenge rather than a burden.
Even so, the other reason why I condemn this holiday is because of the harm she does to the individuals who have accepted her deceitful offers. Typically, the basic process of the Valentine’s Day activity is for two human beings (who may or may not be of opposite sexes *shudders*) who have the desire to indulge in affection and erotic love to find one another and do so together. On the surface, this might seem harmless, but upon closer examination, this activity that the spirit of Valentine’s Day has devised is much more venomous than one would assume.
The involvement of this practice usually does end in the satisfaction of one’s erotic desires; but, as with many things, this satisfaction is short-lived. Many who wander into the trap of this point in the holiday-based yearly routine are usually left in displeasure once the day is over. By the time the spirit of Valentine’s Day has passed, the brother spirits of Eros and Venus have pulled back their lures and hidden their bait, leaving the previously targeted fish in want and dismay - as the late C.S. Lewis might put it. This is the result that many average human beings experience in several aspects of their lives. They yearn so much for this erotic satisfaction only to be fooled and betrayed by the spirit of Eros. All that is left in the hearts of the couples is an emotional void that only the Holy Spirit can fill.
This is what I consider to be the most hateful aspect of Valentine’s Day. The couples grasp a relationship with each other, holding steadfastly to Eros’ promise that his satisfaction service will last as long as the lives of the couple are present on the earth. This is most well manifested when the individuals enter the relationship and subconsciously coin the brutally clichéd adage that “their love will last for all eternity.” Ninety-eight percent of the time, Honesty would give it a week at most.
There are also human beings who have succumbed to the idea of a short-lived time of erotic love. They are satisfied with entering an affectionate relationship without the “burden” of commitment and working to make it so that the pleasures between them last for a substantial amount of time. This may not seem harmful at first, but there is a dose of spiritual venom flowing through this idea. Erotic love and affection are divine gifts that the good Lord Almighty gave to us human beings for us to enjoy and use properly. Because of this, they should be appreciated with some respect. Sadly, there are those who, in the spirit of Valentine’s Day, quickly grab a small serving of pleasure from these gifts and think nothing of it in a moment’s flash. They consume it as if it were a mere treat to be enjoyed at the heart’s whim – no different from purchasing a candy bar from a local concession stand. This act puts much more guilt upon the individuals than the spirits of Eros and Valentine’s Day, and it fills my heart with more pity for the average human being.
I am able to pity them so because I have come to the conclusion that I am definitely not what the regular statistician would label as an average human being. Whether I am above or below average, only God can say; but am no where near average. Perhaps as the years in my earthly pilgrimage grow more numerous, the Almighty One will bring me to become accustomed to the average human being’s holiday-based yearly routine. Until then, however, the only “holiday” out the year that I will consider worthy of my time and energy is the summer vacation. (-_-)~~~~Sycros D4