Embrace your hypocrisy. (inspired by @jdwalt)

I subscribe to a daily email called "Seedbed Daily Text". Some of what I've blogged about recently comes from how @jdwalt interprets scripture.

Today he wrote about the notion that people who don't care for hypocritical sorts may be the most hypocritical people of all. ha. I certainly fall into that category. Especially THESE days. Hell, I roll my eyes at MYSELF knowing my sorted past and how I'm portraying myself now. I mean I've been a pretty unsavory character and downright mean in the past. 

I'd like to take this opportunity to apologize to any and all who have witnessed me at some low points in the past and have had to endure that pain. I like to say I don't have any regrets in life, but causing others pain is definitely something one should attempt NOT to do. Seems pretty obvious but the crazy thing about doing the Devil's work is that he'll make you believe it's not hurting anyone. The fact of the matter is that not only are you hurting those you love, you're hurting the one you should love the most. Yourself. The Devil must get a really big kick outta that.

(on a side note, I believe I prefer the Devil to Satan, but it's probably only because the word Satan makes me think of the church lady from SNL and belittles him when in fact he probably shouldn't be so belittled. I don't know if you've looked around lately but he seems to be working pretty hard.)

So where were we? Oh yeah. Hypocrisy. Yes, I'm a hypocrite. And as I consider my future and the fact that although I am going to try harder than I have in the past to walk a line Christ would approve of, I am NOT him. Therefore, it is unlikely I will not fall to temptation along the way. At this point let's say a quick prayer. God, please give us the strength not to fall to temptation. Amen.

Why not do this? Embrace your own hypocrisy. Make it your friend because I'm pretty sure there's scripture that says "love thine enemies as thyself". Once hypocrisy is your friend it will be less likely to bite you in the ass.


A fond (or not so fond) farewell to porn.

The latest Andrew Forrest sermon series called "It's Just Sex" has had a profound effect on me. Well, I say profound, but it's more like the straw that broke the camel's back. 

I've always enjoyed pornographic material since a very early age. I'm not going to go into my entire history with porn but I will say that it finally got to a point in the not too distant past where I was actually making money selling the product. I was good at it, too. I was doing it in ways nobody had ever considered. And I LOVED it. Getting to consume all the porn I want and make money at the same time? It was like having your cake and eating it too! At least that's what I thought at the time.

But for reasons I won't go into I stopped. I was kinda forced out but that's a long story for another time.

The bottom line is that when I go back and look at my entire history where porn is concerned there's very little I can take out of it as having a positive effect on my life. Really the only benefit I can think of helping me sleep at night but there are certainly countless other things you can do to help with that problem.

So after listening to Andrew and buying into his idea of establishing a counter-culture that doesn't use porn due to its negative effects on society, the most disgusting of which being the growing problem of sex trafficking that's going on in my own backyard, I've decided to follow along on that path. It's really not even a hard decision.

When I think about it, it's even a freeing decision because not spending (or wasting) time I used to spend watching porn I can now use doing more productive things, not the least of which might be to actually go out and try to do what I can to help curtail the sex trade problem

Thinking about helping others instead of concentrating on fulfilling my own selfish needs. What an amazing concept!

If you're interested in learning more about sex trafficking and what YOU can do to help combat the problem as well, here's an excellent article written by The Porch Dallas on the subject.

Cutting out my eyes. A moral dilemma.

I read something this morning that has me a little uneasy and really thinking.

There's scripture that says something along the lines of "if your right eye causes you to sin cut it out because it's better to lose an eye than go to hell."

The actual passage is more eloquent than that but you get the gist.

This is VERY difficult for me because it could be argued that my eyes have been the number one source of sin in my life.

And just to add insult to injury Jesus said that sin happens BEFORE the actual act. In other words if you even have an adulterous thought you have sinned whether or not you ever act upon it.

Well that REALLY sucks.

Luckily for all of us sinners my interpretation of Jesus' words is that it's mostly a scare tactic to make us more aware of our thoughts. It sucks for me because I like to say gd on occasion but according to Jesus even if I stop myself from actually saying the words I've still sinned because I thought them. Well hell. I can't win.

Here's what I've decided. I'm not going to cut my eyes OR my tongue out. What I WILL attempt to do, though, is look upon others with a purer heart and attempt to change whatever thought processes that led to me wanting to say gd.

I'm pretty sure God's goal is not to make us all perfect but just to get us to try a little harder. I can do that.

And so can you. :-)


What's my purpose in life? To live.

I think it's interesting that we're taught that we'll get further in life if we have a clearly defined purpose. 

Really? I'm not sure about that one. 

I've never considered myself to have a purpose other than to be a good person and I'm pretty happy with where my purposeless existence has rendered me to this point. Further, I think having a purpose kinda puts undue stress on you to achieve said purpose.

Even further, why try to come up with your own purpose when God has a purpose for you. Who are we to try to trump God? He's damn good at the "has a purpose for you" game. If you don't believe me ask your mother if God has a purpose for you.

On the other hand, if your purpose is just to live and let God worry about it then the stress is considerably lower. I'm achieving my purpose even as I write this.

I'm gonna write a book called "A Purposeful Life" all about how you don't have to have a purpose in life. lol. Talk about a misleading title.

Less misleading, however, would be the tale of Joe Blow who lived a life devoid of any purpose until some life-changing event happened that led him to pursue a purpose that ultimately changed the world. And NOW I have the subtitle. "How Joe Blow changed the world."

Would you buy that book if I wrote it? Here's the first line:

Joseph Cotton Blow was not an extraordinary man. Until the day all that changed.

Sex dreams - A performance analysis

First of all I'd like to thank you if you are a woman who has graced me with her presence in my dreams. In real life you may not even know I exist but for whatever reason you decided to show up very sex-deprived in my dream world and eager to fix the problem. How exciting for both of us!

I'm nothing if not a realist, however, and as amazing as your performance was in my dream it's highly doubtful you'd be able to live up to that in real life.

Now I know what you're thinking. You're like "whatever, I'm better than you could ever imagine, mister man!" Well maybe so but let me explain.

When you're performing at your peak chances are you're highly attracted on a physical level with the man you are "engaged with" let's say. I'd say fucking but this is a family blog. Lol. Well it used to be. That didn't last long.

Anyway the point is that if you are a fantasy of mine I'm obviously attracted to YOU on a physical level but chances are you might not share that same attraction to me. I mean you might but I don't see women fainting when I walk through a bar so I'm just guessing I'm no George Clooney (or whoever your personal McDreamy is.)

That being the case you I can't see you attacking me with the same fervor you do in my dreams. Now I'm not saying you would be bad because there's no such thing as bad sex but living up to a "dream performance" is hard for even the most motivated woman.

All that said I would like to extend an invitation to any woman who has lustfully attacked me in my dreams to attempt to surpass that in real life if she'd like. :-D I'm a pretty busy dude but I could probably fit in you... err fit you in somewhere. My number is 469...

You're a what? I'm a Mungarian!

So yesterday I was baptized and yes it was a special day I'll never forget. But a little lost in the joy of being born again was the fact that I also became an official Mungarian by joining Munger Place church.

So now I'm a Mungarian. But what does that mean? Well I think the most important thing it means is that I try a little harder each day to worry so much about fulfilling my OWN needs and start to concentrate more on fulfilling the needs of those around me.

You've probably heard more than once in your lifetime that you have to "look out for number one". And man have I done my share of that in my life. One could argue I've never looked out for anyone BUT number one.

I believe being a Mungarian means I need to begin to stop being so much about self and start reaching out to at least one other person each day and simply asking "what can I do to help YOU today?"

Today I begin my new life as a humble Mungarian on a not-so-secret mission to help my fellow man so we ALL can be fulfilled and lead healthier happier lives. It's a task I won't take lightly.

Have a wonderful week and God bless you!


I tweeted my next blog post was gonna be about either toy making or pot. I don't have any experience with the former so I guess we'll talk about pot. Do you smoke it? Do you farm it? Do you sell it? What is your affiliation with pot?

I personally don't do any of those things but I'm not opposed to those who do.

One of my first ever home pages on the interwebs (way back when we used to call em home pages) had a tag line that said "A friend in need is a friend without weed." I thought it was pretty clever/funny but it was way before I even tried my first funny cigarette.

A woman came by the page once and felt compelled to send me an email about something she had read. Of course I took that to mean that she wanted to date me so I asked her out. She said "sorry I don't date potheads." That still makes me chuckle to this day.

Although I did finally get "higher than the Empire State" (to borrow a Fun line) later in life I never really became the pothead Miss Prude wouldn't date.

I guess I'm just waiting until it's legal in all states. Then I'll be good to go. Man. ✌️

The Turnaround (a LONG overdue blog post.)

Hi. Wow, it's been a while since I've written an honest-to-goodness blog entry. Can you even remember? Neither can I. It's sad, really, because writing has always been cathartic for me. Is that the right word? Let's just go with it even if it's not. I don't feel like looking it up right now. The point is that I enjoy writing and I really should force myself to do it more often. I saw one of those inspirational posts that are a dime a dozen on Facebook but part of its message was simply to do what makes you happy. So I'm writing. Because (if you haven't figured it out by now) writing makes me happy. Hell, I'd go even as far as to say it makes me :-)

You KNOW you're happy when you end a sentence with a smiley face. That's another level of happiness right there. 

Anyway, where were we? Oh, yeah. Nowhere. Well, let's go somewhere, shall we?

I wanna talk a little bit about God. Is that gonna make you uncomfortable? Well, I'm gonna do it anyway. I made a decision to renew my faith recently and since I've done that and really committed to it wonderful things seem to be happening day after day. I don't think it's just coincidence either. I think God is bringing me abundance because I'm back on his side again. At this point can I just say I'm addicted to mandarin oranges? Man, I love those things. 

But yeah, God. He's gettin' it done for me and I'm SO happy and thankful. Tomorrow I'm gonna be baptized and join my local church and it's going to be a wonderful day because my family is gonna be there to watch and support me and I love them all very much.

Thank YOU for supporting me too by reading this short little blog entry all the way through. Even if you stop right now I'm still counting it. If anyone hasn't told you yet today, you're awesome. Peace.