Monday, December 22, 2014

Elvis Presley - Blue Suede Shoes.



Elvis Presley - Blue Suede Shoes.

Found myself listening to this on 3rd play right now.  I looked it up for the line "It's a one for the money".  There's also a recent movie called that as well.

I'm thinking that I could add more music that I randomly access for one reason or another even if I don't really listen to it more than once. I still have to have a reason for adding it and i'll try and include that reason.  There have been a couple songs that I've forgotten now that I could have included because i looked them up for one reason or another.

Also another reason for giving this a listen is that my auntie, my Mums sister, is a big Elvis fan.

My Aunties kid, my first cousin, who I grew up with but haven't seen for years, the eldest of her kids, is getting married on either the 1st or 2nd of January 2015 and alot of the family are heading to Mt Ruapehu for the ceremony. I'm not going. Would cost heaps to have me stay there. The old saying: "IF I WAS A RICH MAN"

So yeah enjoy Elvis. He was a rich man. He's dead now. I think immortality would be a higher possession than all the riches there are at the moment in this world.

There is an effort to push for immortality but it needs more money and higher profile people. An end to all suffering is what the bible predicts and i'm happy to agree with it. But alas there is much evil in the world and we must take as many precautions as possible.

I could say that i've covered a fair bit of the human suffering that exists in my own body. Manboy have I suffered. No really. I have truly suffered for a very long time and right at the limit of human suffering. Suffering didn't make me strong. But I endured. But my suffering should have changed something. I wonder what my suffering has achieved for me. I say my suffering was so great that things can no longer stay the same or as they were. My suffering has altered the world. If you can share in the sufferings of Jesus Christ like the bible says then I have done that.

Failing that. Well my suffering was so great that I predict it will impact the world in a huge way. Thus far people only fail to interpret exactly how much I have suffered. I am told that in Africa they suffer more. I came under the power of the Government Executioners. They tortured me with modern technology. Far greater than any natural suffering I endured. It was inflicted upon me. There isn't a mark on my body to show my suffering. As far as you are aware I am normal. I have never suffered. People can't recognise great suffering in others if they have never suffered themselves. The world by my suffering that took place is now different. It can never happen again.

Really there needs to be a huge push for the end of suffering and a huge push for immortality. Right out in the open. With everyone taking part. There are jobs for everyone, they just haven't been named.

I should have a job really. I can use a computer better than alot of people. But saying that any literate teenager would have the same skills that I have now adays and better as they do it all with a cell phone and I barely use my cell phone at all.

Scripture for the day:

Proverbs 27:12  A prudent person foresees danger and takes precautions. The simpleton goes blindly on and suffers the consequences.

There is plenty of evil in the world in the form of people.

Recognise my suffering.

Donate for my house and car and lighter lifestyle. When I have my own house then my suffering has been recognised in part. I repeat. You must recognise my suffering. There is heaps to be learned by it. Don't let my suffering be wasted on you. I have truly suffered. I say things.

I have earned a house of my own through blood. Yet I still don't have one. My suffering was great. I now need a house please. I through suffering have changed the world. But this is not recognised either. The world will be a better place, that I have existed and suffered.

I have changed the world. Through suffering.

For this change I ask for my own house not much else. Respect.


Leeda
Darcy Lee


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