Connecting the Dots of Yesterday


Don’t ever again tell me “the parties are the same.”
Don’t ever again tell me “non-violent action doesn’t work.”
Don’t ever again tell me “elections don’t matter.”

These are the three biggest lies — the three greatest disincentives to voting and activism — that I have heard during the past four years. Time and time again, I’ve heard them repeated online, by those seeking to minimize the unprecedented non-violent social action of the past four years, or by those seeking — one way or another — to suppress the vote.

Friends, Joe Biden has not been President for 24-hours, and he has buried these lies on the ash heap of history.

I hope you were paying attention.

Yes, the swearing-ins were nice, and cathartic. Yes, the party last night was calming. But I hope you paid very close attention to the seventeen executive orders that President Biden signed yesterday.


With the stroke of a pen, Biden…

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Today would usually be my first day back from my weekend. At this moment I would be getting ready to head off to work, usually heading out the door by 6:40pm to arrive at around 7:15 pm. 

It is actually hitting me harder now that I’m actually laid off and out of work! 

So, what should I do now?

Should I start Looking for work again, or perhaps take a short break or Maybe I could travel to see Rafael in Toronto. 

But First is to apply for EI and hope it will give me enough to stay afloat until I find work again. 

Perhaps In future I could reapply at Amazon when the time is right, an option I am considering. I also have a few leads on job, opportunities, thanks to some of my friends. 

My time at Amazon was positive one, as made new friends and gained valuable experience. If I never return, I will still remember it as a good experience, and I will cherish the friends I have made there.

“Love Is Not Enough” (feat. Zoe Johnston)

I’ve had too many a good cry for you
This is my time to say goodbye to you

In my heart of hearts
I know there’s more love left for you
But love is not enough, I’ve learned,
To see the journey through

This is not yours alone
It hurts me too
Please don’t say you don’t care
(I know you do)

Love is not enough for me
If it screams when you hold it
Love is not enough for me
Love is hurting if it screams
Oh if it’s screaming out loud

Love is not enough

One day you will fly away from here
One day you will leave your hurts behind

Grant Jonathan David, Mcguinness Anthony Patrick James, Johnston Zoe, Siljamaeki Paavo Olavi

Does the Apostle Paul Really Contradict Jesus?

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I hesitate to say the Bible disagrees with itself. I find an elegant consistency when read as a whole. But I will say I find apparent discrepancies that require examination. One of them has to do with fathers.

Don’t call anybody on earth your father, because you have one Father, who is heavenly. (Matthew 23:9.)

It seems rather clear: don’t call anyone father.

Why then does Paul, the most prolific New Testament writer, apparently flout this teaching?

Even if you had ten thousand guardians in Christ, you do not have many fathers, for in Christ Jesus I became your father through the gospel. (1 Corinthians 4:15, emphasis added.)

Saint Paul Writing His Epistles, Valentin de Boulogne (1591–1632) (Wikipedia) Saint Paul Writing His Epistles, Valentin de Boulogne (1591–1632)

It turns out the words translated into English as “father” in various places in those two passages are based on different Greek roots in the original writing. In Matthew…

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Dreams and Such

Wrote this a few months back but forgot about it until now.

Lady Gaga Chromatica Promo

This morning I’m off to see the heart specialist about my cholesterol. Last night I wasn’t feeling well, perhaps it’s was what I had for dinner or it could be anxiety about the appointment. I’m still feeling this way and I don’t really think I’m anxious… then again, who knows. I had a dream I was visiting Chicago and was sharing a hotel (or maybe it was an Airbnb) with this dysfunctional family from Delaware . And to top it off, Lady Gaga showed up for some reason. I never really had a chance to talk to her. I was too shy I guess. At one point the family decided to use a Ouija board so I left the room not wanting to be involved with that! As most of my dreams of this nature, I was spending h a lot of my time looking for things without much success.

Weary of COVID

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I wrote this recently as a letter to my friends and church group as to why I haven’t been around lately and what is going on in my head. I was going to post it on our WhatsApp group but decided to make this a blog and then link it from Facebook and WhatsApp.

Hi guys… I have not been able to interact with you all these past few months, mainly because of my new night shift job at Amazon. It has also been almost 9 months since the first lock down and since I worked at my previous job at ECM. Fortunately, I have been able to meet up with a few of you guys over the past 9 months, and I’m grateful for the friends and fellowship, but it’s just not the same. I miss the groups, the Gay Lunches, meeting at church, at friends’ homes, parties, hanging at the beach, the list goes on.

This whole year has been hard for all of us, some have been hit harder than others. I have been thankful for how things have been unfolding for me this past year… some unexpected things. I have been thankful for how I have been able to go through this,

yet…. Cracks are starting to form in some places.

I enjoy my job but hate the hours, I love my new home but cannot really spend a lot of time enjoying it. I miss the sunlight, hanging with friends in the park, at the beach. I miss going to the pub, and dancing.

What keeps me going, is knowing I have great friends who I can keeping touch, either in person or on zoom.


Most of all I am happy to have met someone who has stolen my heart… It has had its rocky start, but we have weathered those missteps and continue to grow together.


I am weary of the restrictions at work, the mask wearing, the 6 feet rule. People will recoil at work if I get too close.

Now I completely understand, and this is some of the safety measures put out by Amazon, but I cannot help but feel rejected like I was some sort of pariah.

I am weary of mask wearing in public places, the limited hours at pubs, and at other public places. No large gatherings, parties, meeting friends on the fly. I miss live concerts, days at the beach, hugging. The list goes on.

I want life to be normal again, to go about doing the things I enjoy. I want to travel, see the sights, I want to see Rafael again. He currently resides in Toronto and I plan to go see him in January.

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A vaccine has finally been approved but we wont see it roll out in a big way until 2021, maybe as late as September… so I plug away, holding on hope, my friends and my love, all from a distance.

I am hoping that sooner things will be back to normal again. …

Until then, I persevere and continue to protect myself and my friends by the restritions that are put out by our governments.

c’est la vie

Why Your Christian Friends and Family Members Are So Easily Fooled by Conspiracy Theories

Instrument of Mercy

In sixth grade, I participated in a debate in which I attempted to convince my fellow classmates that we never landed on the moon.

It was the first time I used the Internet to research, and my partner and I found a treasure trove of information. We couldn’t believe it. It was so obvious. The U.S. clearly faked the moon landing in 1969 to trick the Soviet Union that we had superior rocket technology.

On the day of the debate, we exceeded our allotted 30-minute timeslot by more than an hour. After the debate, we held a poll. My partner and I convinced 75% of our classmates that the 1969 moon landing was faked by the government.

I’m sure we made our science teacher proud.

In the words of the Apostle Paul, as I grew older I “did away with childish things.” And that includes my childhood belief…

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A Crisis of “Othering”

Othering occurs when structures and practices of one group define those not of one’s group as outsiders. To some extent, this is unavoidable. If I am not of your group, then I am by definition outside of it. But othering goes further than this. Othering defines difference as bad, unworthy, or dangerous.

God in the Midst of the City

In the fifteenth chapter of Matthew’s Gospel, Jesus finds himself—for about the hundredth time—confronted by the Pharisees. First century Pharisees, like all Palestinian Jews in that day, are faced with a real problem: secular culture is challenging their religious lives. (Does that sound familiar?) For years the Romans have ruled Palestine, and for centuries before that, the Greeks were in charge. During all that time, Greek culture, with its idols, its materialism, and its tendency toward sexual license have filtered into Jewish life. Virtue is regarded as quaint. Vice is often redefined as freedom. What has traditionally been forbidden is now accepted without question. To the Pharisees, it feels as if their world is a ship slowly but surely filling with water.

The Pharisees in Jesus’ day respond with a vengeance by teaching a renewed religious identity as Jews. They encourage strict observance of personal purity and dietary laws. They…

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Well as it turned out, I got the East 19 location, signed the lease and September rent and now the next stage is to move. Since I’m not working, I’ll have lots of time to pack and purge and clean with little stress.

Exciting time’s