And then there were none...

Murder is what interests us.
Murder is what pays.
Murder is what sells.
What has this world come to?

Sex is what sells the best. Most of the things you see on tv has it. Otherwise it's not selling that well.
The other is murder. Most of the late night shows tell about people and their interaction with each others.
But what mostly connects them all together is murder.
Even a show that's idea is based on art theft and art forgery ends up changing its genre to murdering for the art.
Every crime is about murder.
Aren't there any other kind of crimes anymore?

Agatha Christie is one of the world's best crime novelist.
She wrote 80 detective stories in her lifetime. Her books have been translated to 103 different languages and they are selling still.
She was even appointed the honor of knighthood thus becoming a Dame.
She had a good base and understanding for many of the things she wrote.
Infact she was almost ingenious.
Her novel And then there were none, also known as Ten little niggers, is practically oozing the thrill and excitement of murder.
There are ten people escorted to an island too far away, isolated from everything and everyone.
The old nursery rhyme in mind reading the book forward you start to shiver and startle from every creek and thud you hear around you.
Still when you get to the end you can't believe the result the book is revealing.
But when it ends up the last person dead you feel puzzled wondering how it all went down.
And what and who I missed for the book to finish without a murderer.

What the world don't see and refuses to acknowledge, is that what if you are the victim?
What if you are the murderer?
What if you were isolated in an island with no escape, who would you turn out to be?

The world sells murder.
The world buys murder.
The reasons for it.
How to justify it.
The world shows how it's solved.
Or more or less, how it's done.
But it doesn't show how to cope with the loss.
How to avoid being the target.
How not to become a murderer.

Also what the world don't realize is, that those who actually make the mystery novels, might actually be the murderers.
They implant the thought into us.
They show us how to do them.
And how to get away with it.

The novelists are praised for their ingenuity.
They are celebrated as heros.
They are honored with knighthood.
But in fact, they are the insane ones.
They are barking mad lunatics, with a way with words.
They are pouring out their madness into the books, and people actually read them and praise them.
And these are just mystery novels, and not horror.

The sad thing is, that their so called ingenuity thrives from somewhere.
There is always a reason why somebody is as they are.
There is a little lunatic in all of us.
But to let it out loose, is the worst thing to allow.
What will be left of us if we all let our madness get the better of us?

S.O.S

S.O.S. Meaning Save Our Souls. The message that Titanic send around but nobody responded, asking them to save their life. But what were they actually asking? What is this thing that everyone is so trying to protect and keep alive? What is this existence that keeps us alive? What is a soul?

"And the LORD God formed man of the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul." (Genesis 2:7, AKJV)
So: dust + breath of God = Soul.

According to the Bible, a man was created out of dust and God's breath. But only one man was made this way. So how could all the rest unborn humans be born or exist if they weren't given the breath of life? How could they have souls?

Babies are born everyday. They are conceived everyday. And humans die everyday. It is considered the circle of life. We are born, we live and then we die. Due to many search and discovery human being has been able to determine the physical aspects of conceiving and delivering babies, children, human beings. But still even now, no one has been able to determine scientifically how a life has begun. It is the worlds ultimate question: whichever came first, the chicken or the egg?

Could it be that since this one man and that one woman, made out of this man's rip, were given this gift from God, everyone born after them would also receive that breath of life? But what is this soul?


According to scifi tv-show Stargate, a human being can ascend to higher existence where the mortal human body is unnecessary and soul lives out as pure energy (emphasis on scifi). So if we take the primary equation apart soul - dust = breath of God. Basically we would be ascending to Gods. We would be living out from Him, using him all the time. Then again, if we were the breath of God without our bodies, what would make us individuals and not sum us all up back to God?

When we die, every humanly function stops working. Our bodies return back to nature, we become dust. So, soul - breath of God = dust. When we are taken back to the parts that we were made of, what happens to the soul? Soul exists only if dust and breath are together. So where will the soul go? Straight to God with his breath? To Heaven?

If this simple calculus is correct, which it should be, the soul will cease to exist.
We cease to exists.
Existence is important to humans.
Surviving is important to humans.
What is to exist?

"And God said to Moses, I AM THAT I AM: and he said, Thus shall you say to the children of Israel, I AM has sent me to you." (Exodus 3:14, AKJV)

God calls himself "I AM".
He is.
He exists.
He is the existence.
Therefore we exists only of him.
We die when the God-particle, the breath of life, leave our bodies.
We literally live from the grace of God.

You hear people telling us that God cares. His holy spirit is with us, guiding us. We live from his grace.
You spent your whole life trying to find God.
Search for him. Pray from him.
It's quite something to realize, he's closer than you think.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay closer.

Something out there

This world pushes all of us forward setting the main rules and laws how life should be lived. You have only little time for childhood and only as much as the society allows it. Then they force you to obey their sets of rules and laws and customs and understandings. One mistake and the society will call you an outcast.

At this age go to school. Study this and that.  Move to your own place, date. Go to work, marry, pay taxes, have children. Raise kids, retire and die of old age. What if I don't want it?

What if you don't want to obey?
What if you see that there's more to life than that?
Is there more to it than that?
Maybe for the rich, but is there any chance for the poor?
If you want the society to help you, be supportive and accept you, you have to sell yourself and do as they say.
Nothing is free in this world.
Everything costs.

There's no free will.
There's no freedom of speak.
There's nothing in hear.
Only corruption, those who pay for the corruption and those who accept the bribes.

This fucking world don't have a chance.
There's gotta be something else out there.
Something.

Whores the lot of them

A whore is a person who practices prostitution, which is the act or practice of engaging in sex acts for hire.(*) A whore is legalized profession in many places. Weather it is a promiscuous profession or not, it is probably very profitable profession.

Sex is advertised in every place you go.
TV and movies are filled with it.
Every corner has an advertisement about it.
Books encourage it.
Everybody wants it.
So why is prostitution still discouraged?

Wifes don't want their husbands to go around strip bars, spending their money for other women than themselves. They don't want the men to go around getting sexually transmitted diseases. The bond between a husband and wife is still considered somewhat sacred. But where that comes from? That would be part of the old believes. That you shouldn't have sex before marriage. That sex is for procreation, having children. That you should marry until death do you part, not until I grow tired of you and want some more action.

The 60's freed the world from those old ties.
It legalized sex for everyone with anyone.
And look at the consequences.
Sex diseases.
Non-existing morals.
Increasing divorce rate.
Jealous killings.
But then again it gave us self-indulgence.
Right to please ourselves when and where.
With anyone.
With anything.

A coin has only two sides. It wont stay on it's convex edges.
A day has two sides. The sunny side and and dark side.
In good and bad there is only two sides. You cannot choose both.
You either choose the old believes or the new believes.
After marriage you cannot decide that you want the other side of the coin.
When you make a decision, you have to stick to them.
Somethings don't have second chances.

A whore has made that decision.
Weather they would marry, they would still continue their line of work.
The spouse will have to accept that.

I don't particularly have much respect for the whores myself, but who am I to judge.
They have made up their minds for what they want.
And in some aspect, I respect them.
They at least acknowledge who and what they are.
They keep themselves healthy and free of diseases.
(An occupational necessity) 
They take pride in their work.
They take pleasure in their work.
They take money from their work.

A whore has it's price.
They earn it with the knowledge where it came from.
The sluts that were created by that 60's don't.

Most people on this planet are whores without payment.
They are sluts.
They do it all just for a moment's pleasure.
For promiscuity.
Because everyone else does it.
They do it without protection.
They get all diseases and they keep spreading them to their spouses and from there on.
They know what they are, but they don't acknowledge it.
They do it all for free.

Sluts the lot of you.

*http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whore

Blaming God

I have problems in my life.
Things don't go as planned.
People are mean to me.
They treat me badly.
I get stuck in the middle of the road because the car broke down.
I would like to do a lot of good, but I don't have time for it.
My time is consumed with all little plain things that have no meaning at all.
My life sucks.
Why God, why?

There is starvation around the world.
Earthquakes make living hard, and kills people.
Tsunamis swallow  hundred folds of human lives.
Wars starve people, alienate them, make them hate, make them kill others.
People fight on the streets.
There are diseases on the loose.
People are dying.
Babies drowning.
Places burning and people in them.
Why God, why?
Life isn't always fair.

Get a life!
Why do you think that God doesn't care?
Because He didn't point out you specifically from the crowd?
Because you got stuck in the road with an old rusty car that's about to break down any minute?
Wars are raging and God doesn't stop them?
Whose fault is the war? Gods?
Who is responsible from all the actions?

People get a grip!
Everyone blames God for their misery.
Why?
Yes, He created us as his images.
Yes, He's there for us.
To help us, to protect us, guide us.
He is our Heavenly Father.
But is the misery and problems from Him?

Yes, He created the angels, and therefore He created Lucifer.
Why?
Because He wants to give us all a chance.
Even the worst ones.
Even those He knows already won't be taking that chance.

Our lives is our own.
We have a free will.
That is promised to us.
God won't press us to choose him.
He loves us and wants us to choose him.
We can choose him.
That is the free will.
To choose God.
Or Devil.

With that free will comes also the responsibility.
Responsibility of our own actions.
God is there to help us, but He won't force us.
He shows us the way we should live our lives to the best.
He wants what is best for us.
He's there for a reason.

But if we turn our backs to his suggestion, and live our lives as we see best, the responsibility is on us.
He will protect us and help us.
But the responsibility is on us.
Whatever we do we have to carry out our burden.
It is only in us.

How many actually seeks the guidance for their lives from God?
We ask directions and when we receive them we ignore them.
Most of the time we can't see ahead, so how could we see His guidance?
We are blind.
We refuse the sense and obligation.
We want to live on without being accountable for anyone.
All of our actions are counted and measured.
We all will be judged in the end.

Does God want war?
Hardly.
Does He want to kill us, to destroy life, to demean all people to doom?
Never.

Why won't He stop war?
Maybe He wants to stop them.
But if His guidance goes amiss, how can He stop it?
He gives the chance to someone, but they choose to follow another, more alluring road.
One that may give them fame and glory.
And in doing so, they doom millions of other to their destiny.

We have responsibility.
In work.
In life.
Toward each others.
Toward ourselves.
Toward God.
Responsibility.

Blame yourself if everything goes wrong.
It's all on you.

Why not to have children

As a child I always planned to become a stay home mother with rich husband and couple of children. That dream stayed on all through school. But when no prince charming came along to save me and life seemed to be staying in place, that dream started to get new shades and attitudes.

One starts growing up and realize, life isn't what one imagined as a child. Life doesn't always go as planned. As time goes by all kinds of questions and skepticism start to take place.

Getting married means making compromises. Not having your own way always and having to express your thought and reasons and whys over things that you do, or want to do.
Why would independent young woman want to loose that independence and chain herself to someone and have to go through all that?
As a modern woman, where do I need a man for?

This modern day teaches us to be independent, to think about ourselves above everything.
To create ourselves, find ourselves, make ourselves.
So if this is the way I think, what room is there for children?
What will happen to my freedom and my creativity if I have children?
All my money and energy will be consumed by them.
All my time is spent worrying about them, looking after them, looking for them.
What about me?
Who is looking after me, for me?
Why should I take care of no one else but me?
It's me that is important.
My life.
My thoughts.
My happiness.
me me Me Me ME ME ME ME ME
MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE


What about the child?
Why is it born?
Mere accident with the birthcontrol?
A planned decision?
A means to an end?


To become a mother by a mere coincident is the worst way to go.
You'll end up hating the child for forcing you into the trap. For loosing your freedom and independence. For steeling your money.
Why was it born in the first place?
Why was it?
Accidental birth?
Means only very few things, and mostly it means your own stupidity.
For almost two thousand years there hasn't been any contraception.
People has always been combating against standing morality and ethics, but it wasn't until the 60th when the majority admitted that they didn't believe in those values anymore and the sex revolution won.
If sex was meant for just physical pleasure between man and a woman, there wouldn't be any reprimand in the end. Children would be born some other way.
There is reason why intercourse produces children.
Sex is reproduction.

A planned decision would be the best way to have children.
But would you be a good parent?
Would you teach your children morals, ethics (whatever they are that you have)?
What is right and wrong?
How to be respectful and earn respect.
Would you watch after them and not let them become rebel adolescent?
But even if you were the perfect mother on earth, how would you raise your child the way you want them to be raised, and not have the outer-world demolish all of it?
You work yourself to earn money to raise a family, and leave your children at the kindergarten, to be taught what ever they teach there.
How will you control what they teach there, how they are treated there?
If one doesn't approve of the ways the world revolves, how can you let your children be affected with that contamination?
Is there any rhyme or reason to make more people into this oh so wretched and wicked world?
There are no moral or manners being taught.
The children are let grow up without sense of education or control.
They are left to be corrupted with the disregard and total indifference of their parents.
And they are to be the future of this world?
No decent man can be brought up without guidance.
Where is that guidance?

What about having children for the mere means to an end?
A celebrity is fading from the limelight and wants to get back. She's having a baby. So why not just shower with that in the headlights.
She's gorgeous. She's fabulous. She's back.
But when does the reality hit her?
Having a baby is the most unselfish thing to do.
You sacrifice your own life so someone else can live, and grow up to be something.
To do something.
But if the mother is as selfish as people these days are, she's not doing it for the child.
She's doing it to boost her ownself.
And then what will become of this child?
A one tabloid miracle?
What will the child grow up to be?
Who will teach it?
Who will care for it?
Who will teach them to be selfless in order to continue the line of human kind?
Having a child to trap a man.
Here, this is yours, take care of it. Pay me. I'm the mother.
What will become of this unwanted child?
Will it grow up to be responsible, strong and independent?
Or will it sate it's thirst of anger and disappointment into alcohol and drugs?
Will it go around shooting people, and then being too coward to take responsibility for it's actions, shoot itself?
What will become of it?

To have children should be considered thoroughly.
Children are not accidents.
They are real.
They need caring.
They need teaching.
They need responsibility.

They should be had only if one is ready.
If one is in full comprehension of what one is doing.
Only if they know their own self enough well to know that they can do it.

I don't.