This is a very thought provoking poem right now I'm kinda obsessed with thoughts about weaving and Tapestry and how God weaves versus how I want him to weave and also noticing the threads between those I love is getting stronger thin but stronger. Also, kinda curious how strong these threads can become within a narcissist I guess time will tell. Just had some insight about layering and distance and time and God. Time to think I'll edit this later. Got some insights but can't bring it together. Another day then. “Life is but a Weaving” (The Tapestry Poem) by Corrie ten Boom My life is but a weaving Between my God and me. I cannot choose the colors He weaveth steadily. Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow; And I in foolish pride Forget He sees the upper And I the underside. Not ’til the loom is silent And the shuttles cease to fly Will God unroll the canvas And reveal the reason why. The dark threads are as needful In the weaver’s skillful hand As the threads of gold and silver In the pattern He has planned He knows, He loves, He cares; Nothing this truth can dim. He gives the very best to those Who leave the choice to Him.

They saying D is a fraud cause he look like Sasuke and trying to get revenge for his clan all I know is he died to soon. Hopefully he got some black wall quick hacks. Bruh might really be a fraud though lol.

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Tonight was the longest night I ever did of pickleball. I played for 4 hours straight with my dad, until I could feel my legs were on fire. I made a really cool spike but got a bruise right on my leg from where my racket handle slammed into it. I kind of let myself go as far as food goes on vacation last week and am trying to get back under 130 pounds. I'm trying a diet of 3 Tortilla wraps (150 cal each), tuna salad (750 cal per container), half a can of lentils (~150 cal), 1/3rd bag of cooked shredded carrot / red cabbage / kale / Brussel sprout mix (cooked down so all the water weight is gone), then 3 tablespoons of cilantro dressing to get that nasty vegetable taste out. If I need to I add some greek yogurt to the wraps. Plus side, I lost 3 pounds in 4 days. Downside, the most foul, demonic bathroom sessions of my friggin life. I don't know how these people keep up with a low processed food diet.

Never has the expression, "Is nothing sacred?," been applicable. Tis true any day is cause enough for celebrating the life and death of Christ, however, woe to the ones who use Christ as a means to shill links to suspicious sites on a thread dedicated to Him! For it is a slippery slope down into the lake of fire for those whose geometry leads them astry. Best ye not play games with God's wrath, amen!

Today we are going to visit HD 189733 b, a gas planet that is beautiful from the outside, but violently rains glass sideways. https://media.cnn.com/api/v1/images/stellar/prod/hd-189733b-draft-3.jpg For this image I wanted to put a ship right in the middle of it, shining a light into what's going on. Chat GPT painted a good image of what it would feel like on the ship: ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The first sensation would be not rain, but impact. The sideways “glass rain” would hit the ship like a continuous sandblaster made of microscopic knives. Not big fantasy shards at first — more like countless silicate particles and droplets screaming sideways at hypersonic wind speeds. Your flashlight beam would become a cone of glittering death: millions of tiny bright streaks flashing through the light, all moving sideways so fast they look like blue-white static. Then the ship itself starts screaming. Metal railings, windows, antennas, exposed instruments, paint, seals — all of it would be stripped and abraded. Anything exposed would get frosted, then pitted, then carved away. If there were glass windows, they would be destroyed almost immediately unless made from absurd sci-fi material. Normal ship lights would become useless because the air is full of reflective silicate particles and dense blue haze. Your visibility might be only a few feet to maybe a few yards. If you are standing on the deck, you die almost instantly. Not because one dramatic spear of glass impales you, but because your suit, skin, visor, lungs, and body are being attacked by several things at once: The wind would hit like a moving wall. You would not “stand” there. You would be ripped sideways, slammed into the railing, or launched off the deck if you were not anchored. It would be a captured instant of pure chaos and hell before everything goes dark.