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Blood Chocolate

So apparently about 70% of chocolate in the U.S. comes from slaves. A lot of them children. OK, I didn’t check the sources on these links but there are marks on some wrappers that say ‘fair trade’ and others that do not, so that’s pretty much proof that there is in fact, blood chocolate out there. And I’m willing to bet it’s right in your kitchen drawer.

http://bambootique.wordpress.com/2008/04/28/nothing-sweet-about-cocoa-beans-picked-by-slaves/

http://www.johnrobbins.info/blog/is-there-slavery-in-your-chocolate/

My thinking as of now..

I wish I were a kitty…

So I made this post:

I wish I were a kitty…

I’ve been studying a lot of philosophical stuff. Including Douglas Harding, Buddhism, René Descartes, Matthew Kelly, and other things like peoples blogs http://www.raptitude.com. I plan to start studying certain areas of history as well. I’ve also made quite a few posts with harder questions.

But there is so much out there… I’m starting to think ignorance is bliss, but ignorance leads to things like violence so that can’t be right. I look at my 2 house cats with envy. They have it so good… genuine cat-happiness is very easy if they live in a good home. But for humans… very hard. Just look around on this site and you’ll see what I mean. But I’m willing to bet you don’t have to.

I know why blahness is so incredibly easy and yayness is so incredibly hard. I know both the scientific and religious (Catholic) reasons. But cats are not that complex, and as a result their lives are not that complex. Humans are extremely complex, and it makes us go bat sh*t insane sometimes.

It isn’t finished but that’s because I’m not going to finish it. I don’t really see any good that could come of it. But I’m going to make my kitty post anyway. Only it’ll be light hearted and fun. It ended up being this:

I wish I were a kitty…

Being a human is REALLY complicated! House cats (in nice homes) have it sooo good. It doesn’t take much for them to obtain genuine happiness unlike humans. Why couldn’t I be a little kitty and have a simple life? Wouldn’t that be nice? No economy or war or depression or issues that humans must deal with. Just naps in the sun… get fed, petted and played with. Take another nap. Ahhh… that is the good life.

Quite a difference, but this is how I’m feeling as of right now in my life. Hopefully I’ll get the answers I’m looking for so I don’t have to be jealous of little butt licken’ Peanut anymore, lolz.

Blog abuse

So lately I’ve been either ignoring this blog or using it as a text house (which I now plan to use facebook notes for). It’s also extremely inconsistent. I’m not even going to try to keep up or be consistent. Weather or not that’s blog abuse I don’t know. It’s my blog, for me. You can read along if you like, but it’s mostly for me to go back and look at everything a long time after I’ve forgotten I posted it. It’ll be fun and interesting and probably a little embarrassing, lolz.

Hey, Deanna! It's Matt! Just thought I'd join tumblr and let you know about it!

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OK!! I haven’t been active for a while but oh well! ^_^

Keeping Track…

So this guy keeps spamming help.com and I can’t take it! I’m going to link all his posts here so that I have something to show the mods when I report. So, it doesn’t really have much to do with the blog, lolz. Though anyone who reads this knows that I often use this blog as a text house, lolz.

http://help.com/search?search_on=Both&search_term=red+lines+on+belly&by_user=&order_by=rel

http://help.com/post/457809-what-are-these-red-lines

http://help.com/post/457810-why-do-my-questions-keep-getting-de#reply-6303385

Understanding Basic Instructions Before Leaving Earth

OK, so the Bible is one of the most controversial books in the world. Of course religion is one of the most controversial things in the world! But even for Christians, the Bible can be hard to understand. A pastor in training spoke to my preconfirmation class (that I help out with) about how there are 667 commandments in the Bible and that we need to follow each one (though that’s humanly impossible). Well, I just can’t except some of them, like not being allowed to eat shellfish or pork. To me that seems like that would mean on judgment day God would be like “hm… well you were a great person, but you ate clam chowder all the time… so I’m going to have to send you to hell” …Exactly! So I posted about it on help.com and asked about it on www.thehopeline.com and I’m still a little confused… apparently it’s ok to eat shellfish but I don’t quite understand why… here’s the help post filled with wonderful answers http://help.com/post/458074-is-everything-in-the-bible-meant-to www.thehopeline.com and I’m still a little confused… apparently it’s ok to eat shellfish but I don’t quite understand why… here’s the help post filled with wonderful answers http://help.com/post/458074-is-everything-in-the-bible-meant-to

“In order to understand the Bible, and what God says, you have to KNOW GOD. I don’t mean “know about” God. You can “know about” Brad Pitt, but that’s a big difference from knowing the man personally. If you don’t know God personally, then most of what God says won’t make sense to you.” -Blest (who turned out to be a guy XD)

So, I think I should stop asking my earthly counterparts and start asking God. And probably actually read the Bible, lolz. Because it turns out that that’s the only way to really understand it.

Sorry I’ve been gone

First I was at my friends college visiting them, then I came back and got the flu! I’m FINALLY better and can start blogging again!

I Am Thankful

For the wife
who says it’s hot dogs tonight,
because she is home with me,
and not out with someone else.

For the husbend
who is on the sofa
being a couch potato,
because it means he is home with me,
and not out in the bars.

For the teenager
Who is complaining about doing the dishes,
because it means she is at home,
not on the streets.

For the taxes that I pay,
because it means
I am employed.

For the mess to clean after a party,
because it means I have
been surrounded by friends.

For the cloths that fit a little to snug,
because it means
I have enough to eat.

For my shadow that watches me at work,
because it means
I am out in the sunshine.

For the lawn that needs mowing,
windows that need cleaning,
and gutters that need fixing
because it means I have a home.

For all the complaining
I hear about the government,
because it means
we have freedom of speech.

For the parking spot
I find at the far end of the parking lot
because it means I am capable of walking
and I have been blessed with transportation.

For my huge heating bill
because it means
I am warm.

For the lady behind me in church
who sings off key because it means
I can hear..

For the pile of laundry and ironing
because it means
I have cloths to wear.

For the weary and aching muscles,
at the end of the day
because it means I have been
capable of working hard.

For the alarm that goes off
in the early morning hours
because it means I am alive.