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Thursday, November 26, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Tower of Babel
So, I decided to share a little of a project I am currently working on.
Since I was a little kid, I have always been fascinated with the story of the Tower of Babel. The idea that people wanted to build a tower to heaven.
So these past couple of days have been spent scouring the internet for every scrap of paper, every dusty corner, every hidden idea for any and all references to the Tower of Babel.
I found hardly anything worth reading, and had pretty much almost given up the idea.
But then my Grandmother went to a website on ancient history, searched the subject, and found a pretty lengthy report on it! So she printed it out and surprised me with it!
I am so excited! It is going to make a fantastic story! So, here are the basics of it. I'll point out the real and the fake for you all ^.^
In the real story of the Tower of Babel, a group of people decided that they were going to make a name for themselves, that they were going to build a massive city, and that in the center of this massive city they were going to build a massive tower (lots of massive, I know). Anyone familiar with the Bible knows about the flood that covered the earth. Well these people also wanted to build the tower as a way to outsmart God. That way if he ever tried to flood the earth again, they would be able to retreat to this tower for safety.
The whole project was spear-headed by this one guy named Nimrod. Now this is where things start getting good. Nimrod did not just want to build this tower, Nimrod wanted to become a god. He had this all planned out. With this huge city, and this huge tower, Babel would become the worlds greatest power. it would be the center of all learning - A huge powerful university. If this were to happen, its predicted that that age we live in now would have happened over 3,000 years ago. People knowledge would have exploded, they would have become the worlds most powerful nation - A world capital.
And Nimrod was the one in charge of this. With all this technology and wealth, he would be hailed as a god. He wanted the people to worship him (and they would have had he succeeded). He wanted to downplay the power of God, and turn it into the power of Man.
That is when god decided to halt the progress of this tower. so he confused the languages and sent a wind to blow down the tower.
Now, imagine adding fiction elements into the story!
Imagine all the secrets and mysteries and the action! Now imagine that the heaven they are trying to reach is a real physical place - I floating island in the sky. A paradise. Heaven. With angelic people living there. There is just so much to write about! and I don't want to give away to many spoilers, but almost everything is set up, all I need to do know is start writing it! ^.^
So yes, I'm very excited!
What say you?
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Chingis O.o,
Okay, I would like you all to know how incredibly sick I am right now. I have the Chingis - Food Poisoning as its called back in America.
I can not tell you how painful it is!
Let me start from the beginning.
1st) I am no longer with my grandparents, but with 2 other Elders. So that is why I have gone quite again.
So, last night for dinner we (Me, Elder Jacobs, and Elder.....something-or-the-other) decided to go to this restaurant. When we got there I ordered 2 Monto Boads (They are a roll, with meat in the center. Not bad, but greasy)
So I ate those, and felt like something was a little off after that. So we kept going to different houses and stuff teaching lessons for 2 hours. At the end of these 2 hours, I realized that I could tell I was getting sick. So we went home, and I lied down.
That was the worst night of my entire life. Seriously, my internal organs took a poll and all agreed.
Every 5 or so minutes I was getting up and running to the bathroom to ether puke my heart out, or have major problems with the other end.....
This happened ALL NIGHT LONG. But then it gets worse, because I was losing so many liquids, I would get really thirsty, so I would drink some water - only to throw it up 10 minutes later.
Normally, I throw up and go "I feel much better." This was a different story, it was - *throw up* "I feel worse than before!!!!"
Not fun! Not one bit! I was so weak by morning that I could hardly walk anymore. Plus i was so dehydrated. This happened all night from 11:30, to 9:30. 10 hours of torture.
Worst night of my life. Period. I never want to do that again. O.o
So right now I'm at my grandparents, where they are doctoring me - Turns out I have a temperature of 101.3. So I'm feeling very weak.....its actually took effort to write this....
Hope I get better!
Jacoby
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
Die of Politness?
Okay, so this is just something that kind of bothers me (and it was something I have thought for a while, and is not something I am writing because someone else noticed it also)
Have you noticed that just writing a little thing like 'I thank my friends', and then listing names, can be so offensive? Someone always feels so left out, like a kicked puppy or something. Then you feel bad for not naming them even though they are indeed your friend. But then you realize that if you did list the names of every friend you ever had your list would go on forever because there is ALWAYS that one person that slipped your mind!
You know what I mean, right? its not like you are saying: "Ha! Take that all you unlisted people! This is the final straw on your demise as my friend! *insert evil laughter and proceed petting a cat*" Seriously, there just is not room for it.
Consider this, if you have acknowledgments for a book, and you can only name 10 people, are you going to name the friend of the neighbor who used to live down the street when you were in 2nd grade that once said 'hi' to you? No, of course not! But that example is a little obscure.
Let me use a different example *pulls out exhibit A2*
Lets say you are having a bad day - You woke up to realize you are late to work, you stub your toe on the way out the door, you run a red light, you left your specially made sack-lunch on the kitchen counter, your best friend who would normally make your day better is actually sick, a customer yells at you because they think the over-priced popcorn is over-priced, causing you to lose your temper and yell "Well DUH! oh course its expensive! You are at a movie theater!", which causes them to talk to your manager, who then shoots you watch-your-back glares at you every time you see him until the end of the day. So that is the kind of day you are having.
Now, lets say that a friend you know goes to the movies and sees you. (assuming you are still working at the theater and were not just fired for before said comment) Lets say that they only say "Hi" then walk away. Now, your fellow co-worker notices you are obviously having a bad day and they do more than just say 'hi'. They actually take the time to sit down and listen to the sob-filled drama that is your life. lets say that after that they give you friendly words of advice and comfort. lets take this even farther and say they even gave you half of their cookie to make your day better.
The final scene in this long drawn out story is this: You go home that night and write a post on the blog that you totally love and care about. In your entry you write how your fellow co-worker totally just made your day. Basically, you sing their praises and let them know how much they mean to you. A day later, you check your email to see whats new. you find an email from your close friend that you met the day before. This is a very sad, long, drawn-out, sob story about how offended they were that they were not included in what you wrote about them.
What do you do then? Well obviously you look back on the day, and realize that the only reason you didn't include them was not because they are no longer your friend, but you didn't include them because they had little relevance to what you had written.
The point I'm trying to make is I'm sorry if I don't mention you in a post - its not your fault, its mine. or you can just say its your fault and save me from having to make up a lame excuse for why you had no relevance to the current topic.
Its like thanking the Easter Bunny for the Christmas presents you found under the tree. that in fact have nothing to do with either the Easter Bunny or Santa, but your kind loving family/friends that gave you brightly wrapped (empty) boxes that just happen to match the curtains and add a festive feeling to the palm-tree.
With this I bid a fond farewell to all of you loving readers that don't take offense when your name was not mentioned.
Random is my middle name right now at midnight. Seriously, something is wrong with me O.o
Have you noticed that just writing a little thing like 'I thank my friends', and then listing names, can be so offensive? Someone always feels so left out, like a kicked puppy or something. Then you feel bad for not naming them even though they are indeed your friend. But then you realize that if you did list the names of every friend you ever had your list would go on forever because there is ALWAYS that one person that slipped your mind!
You know what I mean, right? its not like you are saying: "Ha! Take that all you unlisted people! This is the final straw on your demise as my friend! *insert evil laughter and proceed petting a cat*" Seriously, there just is not room for it.
Consider this, if you have acknowledgments for a book, and you can only name 10 people, are you going to name the friend of the neighbor who used to live down the street when you were in 2nd grade that once said 'hi' to you? No, of course not! But that example is a little obscure.
Let me use a different example *pulls out exhibit A2*
Lets say you are having a bad day - You woke up to realize you are late to work, you stub your toe on the way out the door, you run a red light, you left your specially made sack-lunch on the kitchen counter, your best friend who would normally make your day better is actually sick, a customer yells at you because they think the over-priced popcorn is over-priced, causing you to lose your temper and yell "Well DUH! oh course its expensive! You are at a movie theater!", which causes them to talk to your manager, who then shoots you watch-your-back glares at you every time you see him until the end of the day. So that is the kind of day you are having.
Now, lets say that a friend you know goes to the movies and sees you. (assuming you are still working at the theater and were not just fired for before said comment) Lets say that they only say "Hi" then walk away. Now, your fellow co-worker notices you are obviously having a bad day and they do more than just say 'hi'. They actually take the time to sit down and listen to the sob-filled drama that is your life. lets say that after that they give you friendly words of advice and comfort. lets take this even farther and say they even gave you half of their cookie to make your day better.
The final scene in this long drawn out story is this: You go home that night and write a post on the blog that you totally love and care about. In your entry you write how your fellow co-worker totally just made your day. Basically, you sing their praises and let them know how much they mean to you. A day later, you check your email to see whats new. you find an email from your close friend that you met the day before. This is a very sad, long, drawn-out, sob story about how offended they were that they were not included in what you wrote about them.
What do you do then? Well obviously you look back on the day, and realize that the only reason you didn't include them was not because they are no longer your friend, but you didn't include them because they had little relevance to what you had written.
The point I'm trying to make is I'm sorry if I don't mention you in a post - its not your fault, its mine. or you can just say its your fault and save me from having to make up a lame excuse for why you had no relevance to the current topic.
Its like thanking the Easter Bunny for the Christmas presents you found under the tree. that in fact have nothing to do with either the Easter Bunny or Santa, but your kind loving family/friends that gave you brightly wrapped (empty) boxes that just happen to match the curtains and add a festive feeling to the palm-tree.
With this I bid a fond farewell to all of you loving readers that don't take offense when your name was not mentioned.
Random is my middle name right now at midnight. Seriously, something is wrong with me O.o
Darkhan - Again
Okay, so - here (because I have the time) I want to update you all on what has been happening!
1st) I am still in Mongolia - hard to believe its been 2 months! But I can't exactly say they have flown by. more like walked at a moderate pace.
2nd) I have been through 3 companions. I will add commentary as I see fit
-Nasibitt (on a scale from 1 - 10. 2.)
-Biggler (pretty cool, I guess)
-Horan (AWESOME! He is totally a great guy that loves to serve!)
I am now back with my grandparents in Darkhan - but may end up serving in Darkhan as the missionaries here already have everything planned around my going with them places.
I actually have time to mark stuff as spam! that way I can answer emails like 150% faster! meaning longer replies! yay!
I forgot to write one of my brothers a happy birthday! ah!
but I did get to write a different one their own happy birthday. so its like -1 and +1. leaving me at a neutral 0 score.
I'm really REALLY tired! and don't know what else to say except: BETTINA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP! ITS LIKE 6 IN THE MORNING BACK AT HOME!!!! HOW ARE YOU ABLE TO REPLY TO FAST!!!!
there, I am now content ^.^
1st) I am still in Mongolia - hard to believe its been 2 months! But I can't exactly say they have flown by. more like walked at a moderate pace.
2nd) I have been through 3 companions. I will add commentary as I see fit
-Nasibitt (on a scale from 1 - 10. 2.)
-Biggler (pretty cool, I guess)
-Horan (AWESOME! He is totally a great guy that loves to serve!)
I am now back with my grandparents in Darkhan - but may end up serving in Darkhan as the missionaries here already have everything planned around my going with them places.
I actually have time to mark stuff as spam! that way I can answer emails like 150% faster! meaning longer replies! yay!
I forgot to write one of my brothers a happy birthday! ah!
but I did get to write a different one their own happy birthday. so its like -1 and +1. leaving me at a neutral 0 score.
I'm really REALLY tired! and don't know what else to say except: BETTINA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP! ITS LIKE 6 IN THE MORNING BACK AT HOME!!!! HOW ARE YOU ABLE TO REPLY TO FAST!!!!
there, I am now content ^.^
Mon-Greetings!
How to greet someone, in Mongolian!: (another email responce that I feel like posting)
okay, I will write it phonetically
San Ban-O ta? (How are you - with the more accurate translation being Good Bad You? With Ta being a sign of respect for someone older than you)
Tanny Agilth San-O? (How is your work? O is a question, but I'm sure you worked that out you smart cookie you)
Na-mag Aklich Niesen Gidik (I am Elder Nielsen, or so I am called. Aklich is Elder. and Gidek means called.
then there is a myraid of different things you can say. you can tell them that you are Jesus Christ Missionaries. or you can tell them about your church, or ask to meet with them....there are just too many things to say - you have to be the judge of how the conversation is going.
okay, I will write it phonetically
San Ban-O ta? (How are you - with the more accurate translation being Good Bad You? With Ta being a sign of respect for someone older than you)
Tanny Agilth San-O? (How is your work? O is a question, but I'm sure you worked that out you smart cookie you)
Na-mag Aklich Niesen Gidik (I am Elder Nielsen, or so I am called. Aklich is Elder. and Gidek means called.
then there is a myraid of different things you can say. you can tell them that you are Jesus Christ Missionaries. or you can tell them about your church, or ask to meet with them....there are just too many things to say - you have to be the judge of how the conversation is going.
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