I speak, therefore I do not follow

Call me Xargathos.

A bunch of thoughts that pop into my head. Game, Movie, TV, or life related. You never really know...

Your job is now your Time Lord name. The last digit of your phone number is the current regeneration you are in. The nearest clothing item to your right is now the most notable item in your current wardrobe. The last person you texted is your current companion. Your favorite word is now your catchphrase.

Reblogged from drmcawesome

drmcawesome:

torestorrange:

bakinginthebatcave:

Time Lord Name: The Volunteer
Current Regeneration: 6th
Notable item in my wardrobe: Socks with strawberries on them.
Companion: My BF Nadia. 
Catchphrase: Lush

Name: The Tutor (sweeeeeeet)
Regeneration: Third
Notable Clothing Item:
Slippers
Companion: Danielle
Catchphrase: Um… Shenanigans, I guess. 

Name: The Unemployed
Regeneration: Fourth
Notable Clothing Item:
 A black and yellow hoodie
Companion: No one
Catchphrase: Trytophan.

Name: The Counselor
Regeneration: Tenth
Notable Clothing Item:
Pajama Pants
Companion: Girlfriend
Catchphrase: Meh.

(Source: moonwafflez)

This is what concerns me…

What?  Me?  Posting?  Whoa…

I haven’t been posting, because I think I like looking at what my friends have to post more so than actually taking the time to post things myself.

So I must be posting for a very good reason.

I was contemplating today what I was going to give up for Lent.  I thought that giving up social media (specifically Facebook and Tumblr) would be a good idea.  It’s something that I do everyday, and it’s something that I spend countless hours on a day, during which I could be doing something else.  I wasn’t sure about this decision, so I posted the idea as a status on Facebook to get some public opinion on the matter.

And then, the father of one of my high school friends chats me, saying that he wanted to talk to me about it for a little bit.  He pandered to me a little bit, which prompted me to explain to him, in mild terms, why I wanted to do this:

The season of Lent is the Christian season of preparation for Easter, in which it is traditional to fast in order to turn the yearning for what you give up into yearning and an effort to bring yourself closer to God.  I told him that I wanted to do something like this in order to do just that - bring myself closer to God, replacing the yearning and time I would have spent, in this case, on social media, and using that time reading the Bible, and other good little Christian things.

Following this, among other things, he said that I am “more devout than any 5 people he could think of” and that I should “live my life” because there was “plenty of time for God”.  

wut.

I don’t claim to be devout.  Nor do I claim to be the ‘perfect Christian’.  Actually, there is a lot in my own personal private faith that I am quite ashamed of and want to be better with.  But this…this is a problem.

If everyone who was ‘devout’ simply ‘lived there life’ because there was ‘plenty of time for God later,’ then doesn’t that run counter to the idea of turning away from our sins that Jesus died for?  When we repent, we are saying “I made a mistake, I’m not going to do it again”.  However, if we just ‘live our lives’ and save Christ for later, basically what we’re saying is “God, if you could just wait patiently over there, I’m going to come over here, live in my little box where I’m going to do what I want, when I want, and come back to you when I need forgiveness, that would be great.”

That’s concerning.  

What’s even more concerning is that this man is a ‘devout Catholic’.  Granted, I don’t know how faithful he is in his beliefs, I don’t know how ‘devout’ he actually is, but frankly, that shouldn’t matter.  If you’re going to call yourself a Christian of any sort, shouldn’t your relationship with God and Jesus be first and foremost? Shouldn’t our lives reflect the passion that we hold for our Lord and Savior, and not our passion for our own self-satisfaction and glory?

I do appreciate what this man had to say, and I may have actually learned something from him…

But some of the other things he said were concerning and it’s things like that that make me want to be the best freaking minister ever and change the social perception of what it means to be a Christian.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

Reblogged from fuckyeahjosswhedon

staketotheheart:

HAPPY 31st BIRTHDAY, BUFFY SUMMERS!
January 19th, 1981 - ? 

“Of course, you could smash in all my toes with a hammer and it will still be the bestest Buffy Birthday Bash in a big long while.”

fypblog:

College is all about cultivating a deep and profound respect for Pokémon - anyone who tells you different isn’t doing it right.
Follow FYPblog - The ORIGINAL pokémeme blog

Doing this this semester.

Reblogged from fypblog

fypblog:

College is all about cultivating a deep and profound respect for Pokémon - anyone who tells you different isn’t doing it right.

Follow FYPblog - The ORIGINAL pokémeme blog

Doing this this semester.

Reblogged from estelasorellina-deactivated2012

estelasorellina:

thistimenextyear:

laya:

Jezuz! I need a new pet.

gpoyandheather.

BOYFRIEND LOOK.

It’s a sign.  I wake up to my sister-in-law having put this on my Facebook, and now my girlfriend is sending it to me via Tumblr.

I don’t know what the sign is of, but it’s a sign nonetheless.

You looked like you enjoyed that….

WAAAY too much. :P

I’M SO SAD.

Reblogged from estelasorellina-deactivated2012

I’M SO SAD.

(Source: plus5mace)

Reblogged from defineinteresting

defineinteresting:

trespassurged:

misslindsayxoxo:

saellys:

mayyce:

castlelover45:

The Crew of the Serenity: Then and Now

The bottom where… just WHERE is that from?!?

HOLY CRAP. WHERE HAS THIS BEEN?

Damn Jewel, way to out-sexy everyone in this cast, which is no easy task. Even Alan was working Blue Steel that day.

JEWEL YOU ARE MY IDOL. God, why is she so fucking awesomeeeeeeee. <3 I love this photo so much.

hot damn.

Look at the pretties sexies.

If only they rebooted Firefly, people would have to watch it naked.

(Source: radiationdude)

Moments like that…

…affirm what I want to do with my life.

I don’t know how much it means to you, but I’ll be praying for you.

For Christmas, I am giving everyone air from my lungs.

Reblogged from defineinteresting

noddingoff:

(Source: advengertime)