What was your favorite toy to play with as a child?

Legos. Period.

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Would you rather have the ability to fly, or the ability to breathe underwater?

I would probably pick flight even though as often as I drown breathing underwater would be waaaay more useful.

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What's the origin of your name?

It means Son of a temple musician and it's from the holy bible. Chronicles 1 Chapter 25 Verse 3. Look it up.

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If you could be a star athlete in any sport, which sport would you pick?

Darts. That's a sport right? Throwing pointy things sounds fun.. But honestly I'd love to be a champion fencer.

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What YouTube video made you laugh recently?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9kdCyWs3bE ONISION OWNZ

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now a lot of people aren't going to like this post today and I will probably get a lot of immature flames from mostly people I know but. no matter who, what, where, when if or whatever. Truth will always be the truth and my goal will always be to seek it out no matter what. And no matter how much somebody denies something. I and God will ALWAYS know. Part of what it means to be a truth seeker. Now as I sit here with a very high fever writing as I have a strange tendency to do. Having flashbacks of the many horrors inflicted upon me by my own blood. I often take pauses between my prayers to god to ask myself why my own blood would be as heartless as they were. No amount of religion, no amount of sadness or prayers ever makes up for being the cause of so much human suffering. And no amount of denial or pretending everything is alright ever makes it better or go away. I could be like many of my relatives. content with being a ship without sails in a sea of doubt pretending I'm better than everyone else instead of seeing that all people are equal regardless of race, stature, mental ability, the loves they choose, gods they worship and who they are as a person. and Yes I could sit and blatantly label people like so many of my own have done before me. But why would I continue to dishonor my family and humanity with such crude and vulgar acts. Nobody cared when I was sick. But always demanded I take care of them if they were. But I did it out of kindness. Nobody cared when I was brutally gang raped and unable to speak for 2 years. Everyone hated me when I had a mental breakdown. But it was fine when I had to chase my father off with a knife when he tried to "smother your mother to try and scare her out of it" early in the morning after sitting up with her crying all night cause she was scared to death she was dying. But I held my ground and tried to hold my family together even as the incident forces my mother to temporarily commit herself. I even held back my objections during my own parent's wedding. because I wanted us to be a REAL family. I've been plagued with near death experiences throughout my whole life. Dieing the day I was born and drowning repeatedly through the years. Pretty sad when the oldest family heirloom. A teacup poodle no bigger than my hand is the only one who tried to save me the last time as I fade consciousness in a pool as my family laughs. I get judged and belittled by supposedly the most religious of my family . rejected by the ignorant. and generally cast aside by those who have no right to judge as if they were god themselves. and not once Have I let my hatred seep that deep for so long as they. I find it strange the family who "loved me so much" would put me in the very place that has caused my violent flashbacks for so many years. ('THE FACILITY') And yet i have never hated anyone as much as the much as the supposed betters who carry such deep darkness for me. I write this letter today because if I don't I feel in my heart something indescribably awful shall befall my entire family. extended or not. as a sort of divine punishment. "those who claim righteous for the ill actions they proceed to take in the name of god. are blasphemers"
And should fear god for he who is so forgiving can also be vengeful. Reaching out stretched my hand to those who would rather slander and rend asunder despite how I may feel about them deep down inside. I have never allowed it to deter me from the fact that I keep an open mind and an open heart. something many of them have Never shown. An olive branch extends to those who are capable of understanding the love that continues to keep me connected to them despite what they have allowed the world to make of them. so that they too may become someone not tied down by the hatred that consumes the faces of the children coming into my family. the Dark future painted by those who could care less about their own. "sins of the parents sure to be revisited upon their children". I ask my entire family line in every direction.. To stop this cycle of blind hatred and rejoice in the life you have. Rather than continue to sully the world in which we live with such evil. for the opposite to live is evil. I asks the parents of my blood to reach out to their children. For it has been obvious for many years that the future is a dark one created by our own hands. you can see in the many pictures taken out of posterity or skill the lack of smiles on the faces of tomorrow cause by the wounds of today. surely to be carried into the future by a lack of trying on the will of today. A simple act can change a lifetime. so please. Care. before it is too late. And may god watch over you all and have mercy upon your souls. Amen. - Zeri Paul Bishop