My computer and I bid you welcome!

I’ve been considering my condition as a human.  When I look in the mirror, I realize I’m not really my whole body.  Rather, I’m just the brain giving directions to the  body.

Watch.  Lift your left arm into the air.  Now put it back down.  Cool, huh?  You totally have control over what to do with your body.  It’s like I’m the pilot and my body is the spacecraft. 

Thus we can blaze the running trails and subject our bodies to rigorous physical engagement.  Or we can sit on the couch and absorb Friends and Seinfeld reruns to our hearts content. 

Along with this extraordinary consciousness to choose where I move and why,  I believe that humans hold significance that other creatures don’t.  The nimiety of everything else — from trees to fish — spend their time eating and sleeping.  Look at the range of things humans do, every type of college major, business, sport, interest, activity, thought, belief, and way to spend our time is wonderment of how much more we can do than all other creatures. 

Here’s where I get excited, because I got to be a human.  I’m elated.  I laugh at my cat and taunt, “Hahaha!! Look at you poor, semi-conscious creature.  You can’t even know what I’m saying! I can dance and know things and choose from an infinite number of possibile ways to live my life.  You, on the other hand, will never understand anything!  Eat your kitty treats, I am going bike riding, sucker!” 

From what I observe, being one of the humans is intrinsically important.  On what we know as earth I estimate about 10 billion humans have lived.  I got to be one of them.  Through this perspective, my heart is instilled with the concept that every action, thought, and deed is recorded in the heavenly realms although we continue busily about our day. 

 In the end I will have been Philip Charles Mendola (1989-?), and all my life will be in the books of the realm in which my Creator lives.  To simplify it, although we don’t think about everything we do and rush through some things, every moment of our lives is that of one of the humans — the chosen creature to share with God in his conscious love.  Being one of God’s humans.   Sweet, I know.

I’m just glad I got to be one of the humans.  I finally understand why Pinnochio was so happy.

“And it’s funny how you find you enjoy your life when you’re happy to be a human.”

(changed the words a bit, heh)

I’m rather dissapointed with my post. I definitely didn’t perfect that thought.  Oh well, it’s still fun being a human.

This night is finite, so why not have a fine night?

Welcome to this post!  I hope you enjoy…

I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be haunted by one thing.  Everywhere you go you can’t rid it from your mind.  It taunts, daunts, and haunts until you become insane with frustration and manic.

Here’s a game! See if you can guess what’s haunting Phil by analyzing the scenarios to make an educated guess.  The first quotation will be what was said to Phil, and the following quotation is what Phil either thinks, says, or screams.

Mom (calling upstairs): “Hey Philip did you catch what I said?”

Me: “Catch? Of course I caught it! What do you think?  I wanted to catch it, because it was right in front of me! It was very easy to catch, and thus I caught it. I’m good at catching things.  Especially when it is a VERY important time to catch them.  Like IN THE ENDZONE!”

Mrs. Snider: “Some of you missed more than half the points on the test.”

Me: “Miss? Why, what a foolish thing to do.  If you answer the first five questions right, why not answer the sixth one right?  That would be called INCONSISTENCY.  Which is STUPID because if you would have just gotten it right then you would have gotten all the POINTS! GAH!

Fellow freshmen mentor (to the freshmen): “Ok guys, there are a lot of opportunities to get involved in school.”

Me: “Opportunities, you say? Those are EXTREMELY important to execute. Why? Because if you don’t use them you might come up short.  How about this kids, we use football as an example.  Let’s just say, hypothetically, that you are a very important football team.  If you happened to get several turnovers off the other team IN THE FREAKING RED ZONE, then you probably want to SCORE A TOUCHDOWN.  See? Opportunities are important.

Fellow freshmen mentor (to the kids about drinking): “So you’ll be fine if you just make the best decision.”

Me: “The best decision, eh? Yet another flawless analogy: Timmy and Billy both play a sport.  Timmy is better than Billy at the sport.  Timmy and Billy both can’t play the sport.  THEN WHY DOESN’T THE COACH JUST BLOODY PUT TIMMY IN? WELL? CAN YOU ANSWER ME THAT? DIDN’T THINK SO!!!!

It’s been a rough week in that aspect, good in others.  I’ll be fine.  With help.

“Take heart, those of you who hope in the Lord.”

Without a doubt one of the greatest TV characters of all time, this post is in fond remembrance of…

Bob Denver (1935-2005) 

Professor: Listen, Gilligan, how far down was she? How many feet?
Gilligan: Professor, in navy circles, we don’t say “feet”. We say “fathoms”.
Professor: Alright, how many fathoms?
Gilligan: Oh I don’t know, about 15 feet.

Gilligan: Skipper, I’m tired of pulling.  You said after an hour we would switch.  But it’s still me pulling.

Skipper: Gilligan, it hasn’t been an hour.

Gilligan: But I’m tired of pulling! Why can’t you pull and I push.

Skipper: Fine Gilligan, I’ll push and you pull.

Gilligan: That’s better.

Definitely the most logical fallacies that any show has ever had, but it’s almost like I didn’t love the show in spite of that, but because of that. 

I’m still adjusting to school.  The hardest switch has to be eating in meals with preset times (such as breakfast, lunch, and dinner.)  This would be opposed to my lifestyle during the summer where I would eat every time I happen to walk past my pantry. 

Happy homeworking.

Observation puts things in perspective.  It is good to stand back and observe the big picture, and also good to carefully analyze the components of what is before you. 

Here is what I notice: Greatness is not found in things that stand above the rest because they are singularly different, but rather in the multiplicity of that which is the same.  The world’s greatest compositions are not single units, but rather multitudes of components that combine their equal greatness to form an unmatchable glory. 

Each wonderful accumulation starts with a single component.  The unification is only as big as the pieces that make it.  Among the most beautiful compositions are these:

Together the trees make the mighty forrest.  United the soldiers make the strong army.  Collectively the stars fill the night sky.  Mounted the stones erect the Great Pyramids.  Side by side the blades of grass form the fields.  Alloted the grains create the massive desert.  In unison the choir euphoniously sings.  Together the sentences make a book.  Only consecutively do words form a sentence.  In mass the water produces the magnificent ocean.  In packs the gazzelle form the massive herds.  In formation the puzzle pieces create a nice picture.   

And only with our powers combined do we form….Captain Planet!

Each piece is essentially and indispensibly important.  If each piece were not important then none of them would be important, for no matter what every part is of equal importance.   

True greatness, the greatness of unity, is a power that no one thing can overturn by its own will power.  That is, except for the only one thing that stands alone in its glory and beauty — and that is God.  Besides God, the perfect being in Himself without any additions needed, there is nothing alone that is as beautiful as that which is many.  Even God said “It is not good for man to be alone.”  This is the same concept that gives marriage its glory. 

Accomplishment arrives with the willingness to deny oneself for the greater cause.  This is why I firmly believe that united we stand and divided we fall. 

Only in agglomeration does macaroni n’ cheese taste so good, I’m off to get some.  Take care.  Do your math.