FAITH--I am speechless right now

Professor : You are a Christian, aren’t you, son ?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, you believe in GOD ?

Student : Absolutely, sir.

Professor : Is GOD good ?

Student : Sure.

Professor: Is GOD all powerful ?

Student : Yes.

Professor: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to GOD to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But GOD didn’t. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?

(Student was silent.)

Professor: You can’t answer, can you ? Let’s start again, young fella. Is GOD good?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Is satan good ?

Student : No.

Professor: Where does satan come from ?

Student : From … GOD …

Professor: That’s right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?

Student : Yes.

Professor: Evil is everywhere, isn’t it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?

Student : Yes.

Professor: So who created evil ?

(Student did not answer.)

Professor: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don’t they?

Student : Yes, sir.

Professor: So, who created them ?

(Student had no answer.)

Professor: Science says you have 5 Senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son, have you ever seen GOD?

Student : No, sir.

Professor: Tell us if you have ever heard your GOD?

Student : No , sir.

Professor: Have you ever felt your GOD, tasted your GOD, smelt your GOD? Have you ever had any sensory perception of GOD for that matter?

Student : No, sir. I’m afraid I haven’t.

Professor: Yet you still believe in Him?

Student : Yes.

Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says your GOD doesn’t exist. What do you say to that, son?

Student : Nothing. I only have my faith.

Professor: Yes, faith. And that is the problem Science has.

Student : Professor, is there such a thing as heat?

Professor: Yes.

Student : And is there such a thing as cold?

Professor: Yes.

Student : No, sir. There isn’t.

(The lecture theatre became very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student : Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don’t have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can’t go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There was pin-drop silence in the lecture theater.)

Student : What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Professor: Yes. What is night if there isn’t darkness?

Student : You’re wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light. But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn’t it? In reality, darkness isn’t. If it is, were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn’t you?

Professor: So what is the point you are making, young man ?

Student : Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Professor: Flawed ? Can you explain how?

Student : Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good GOD and a bad GOD. You are viewing the concept of GOD as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, Science can’t even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.

Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Professor: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Student : Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shook his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument was going.)

Student : Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor. Are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class was in uproar.)

Student : Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor’s brain?

(The class broke out into laughter. )

Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor’s brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established Rules of Empirical, Stable, Demonstrable Protocol, Science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room was silent. The Professor stared at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Professor: I guess you’ll have to take them on faith, son.

Student : That is it sir … Exactly ! The link between man & GOD is FAITH. That is all that keeps things alive and moving.

P.S.

I believe you have enjoyed the conversation. And if so, you’ll probably want your friends / colleagues to enjoy the same, won’t you?

Forward this to increase their knowledge … or FAITH.

By the way, that student was EINSTEIN.

LIVE MY LIFE

I'm gonna live my life, no matter what we party tonight.

Tonight, we are young.

I wanna be forever young.

Livin' young and wild and free.

These would make the perfect, ultimate remix song. Actually.

State of Relaxion

I woke up this morning, lied in bed, and felt completely immersed in relxation. I haven't felt this feeling in years! The last time was probably back in grade 8 times. Wow, it was truly amazing. Its just a feeling of huge gratitude, appreciation, overcoming, triumph, and care-freeness. :D wow. I guess I felt it because I finished the last thing ever to go on to my OUAC marks, the Calculus mark. I finished this huge chapter 8 test, and Rickter treated us to pizza, and I hung out with Tara after. So relaxed, chill, and worry-free. Thank you God. I even thanked Him for giving me my concussions. I can't change it, so I have to deal positively with it. I thanked him for everything: ALL my high school experiences, my concussions, some great friends, hockey, parents, and food. Thank you, my Lord. Law Of Attraction came into affect again. I've been thinking about Will lately and his relations with God, how he's become so absorbed in it. I want to learn more about that. So I read 'Footprints', the small book our neighbors gave us. It's good. Then later, I chose to do a podcast titled, 'Footprints' as well for English. (CBC Ideas, it sounds like an amazing show, I should really to it online/often.) Anyways, I just felt sooo relieved and worry-free and thankful and humble and relaxed and content with everything that has happened in my life so far.

Yesterday, I wrote a thank you letter to McMaster University; I thanked them for accepting me despite my horrid condition. I expressed self-loathe, but also how I ultimately conquered it and kept focus the entire time to finally achieve my goal. If I want to get in, I have to ask, believe, receive. I asked, a long time ago. I truly truly believe. I can completely picture myself at Mac, embracing my new self, giving in to university life, and cheering on the Marauders. I want Mac. I'm going into Mac, my Big Mac fat pack, I'm getting into Mac. I'm going into Mac. That's my song, haha. So I wrote the thank you letter. I believe. If something looks, sounds, walks, talks, acts (blank), it probably is (blank). I know how I will be after I get accepted. I can picture it, imagine it, embrace it. It is force field just waiting to be unleashed. It is the light to my darkness. It is the bright star to my black hole. I'm going to McMaster. I GOT INTO MCMASTER! Now, the only thing is to RECEIVE. Please god, help me here. I have worked exuberantly for the past 4 months with this brain injury. No way is all that work going to waste. I have been focused, concentrated and stayed goal-oriented this whole time. This year was not how I pictured it to be, but that's okay, I've overcome, conquered, and triumphed over it. Please, I'm going to get accepted tomorrow. Maybe even this week, but soon, ASAP allows it!!!! I WANT MAC. PLEASE. IM GOING TO MCMASTER. I GOT INTO MCMASTER!!! FINALLLYYYYY!!! SHITTTT, I CAN ACTUALLY LIVE MY FUCKEN LIFE NOW!!! HOLYYY! NO MATTER WHAT WE PARTY TONIGHT! Thank you.

Btw, the other day, I finally got the chance to sit down with myself and just plain, old DOODLE. Just doodle, and write whatever random words come to mind. It was fun! Such a fun activity to utilize my beautiful writing skills, haha. That's where the letter got drafted from, lol. I haven't doodle in months!!! Probably since before the summer! Damn, definately not since my concussion!! OMFG! Its such a good activity, to get scribble down any thoughts, words, ideas, emotions sprawl to mind. :D

But now, I can officially say that I am done all assignments, projects, tests, quizzes, and summative marks that will be sent for universities to evaluate. Thank god. No pressure from here. Now, I just have to finish things without freaking out and worrying too much over them. School is nearly done. I still want to make honour roll and be an Ontario Scholar, over 80% avg. No sweat. From here on out its just: completing schoolwork without worries, having FUN, creating stronger relationships with friends who I think will be there for the long haul, laughing, socializing, going out for social functions, going to prom, glaming up, basking in the sun, working the fuck out, and spending much-needed time with family.

I am kinda sad (not really) to say that I missed the year-end party for the dolphins yesterday. But it's okay, I didn't feel as I were apart of the team. Once I left with my concussions, my presence left with it. I couldn't go to practice, games, tournaments, etc. It's been 6 months and I still haven't healed and gotten back on my feet. So it doesn't bother me. Why would I go to every game and watch anyways, knowing that I couldn't play and that I would basically be out the whole season. My parents have to work and they are busy. They already lost $4000. It's okay, they faired well without me, it's not like they missed me too much. Oh well, I'm fine with that. These concussions and those exercise science classes kinda gave me a new outlook/perspective/view on how I see sports in general. I really miss hockey, but it didn't miss me. I miss being apart of a team. I miss the all-out, drenched-in-sweat feeling. I miss working hard at practice. I miss coughing after a hard game. I miss letting my lungs pound. I miss flying with the puck, feeling free and in complete control. But all this work was worth it, I got into Mac, my ultimate goal. And right now, that is more important than anything. It is the epitome of high school, of senior year especially. So I'm glad I can call myself a Marauder now. It was all worth it in the end. God, I truly want to thank you for helping me through the difficult path, for carrying me along one of the toughest things in my high school career so far. I made it. I made it. Thank you, God Bless, and flipping amen. :D