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David Flowers
at Jul 29, 2014 6:46:02 AM
Why I Don't Want a Job + Why I love Google+

A decent number of people seem confused, mystified and / or generally have the wrong impression about my "reappearance" in the land of the DUB-DUB-DUB (www). There's probably a story to tell of my JD Salinger-to- +Jeff Jarvis transformation (recluse to sharing enthusiast), and maybe some day I'll tell it. But for right now, I'd like to dispel a story (or set of ideas) that seem to be going around quite a bit. There are three variants of a similar idea, which, when combined with three social sites, form 9 possible untruths:

1. I work for Google (or Facebook or Twitter)
2. I want to work for Google (or Facebook or Twitter)
3. I'm secretly being paid by Google (or Facebook or Twitter)

The truth is, I don't want a "job." I've never thought about my life in terms of "jobs." I've thought about my life in terms of what's interesting to me. That's how I approached things when I ate at soup kitchens and couldn't afford a candy bar, and that's how I approach things now. Of course it's a lot easier to do that now that I'll never need to worry about money again...

In any case, since people also seem to have trouble with the idea that I don't want to start another dotcom, or with the fact that my bio says "retired," I thought I'd give you an idea of a "job" that sounds appealing to me. Keep in mind, this is just one of my dream "job" scenarios. I'm putting "jobs" in quotes, because, I think you'll see that I don't really think of these sorts of things as "jobs" -- I think more about how to make life more interesting.

Before laying it out, it's best to give a little history...

In early 2009, I left MySpace. In 2010, free from the concerns of work and necessity, I decided to return to one of my great loves, Baseball. (Capital B.) I had been a huge baseball fan since the 1998 season. In 1999, while living abroad, I even listened to every SF Giants game on Internet radio and printed their boxscores to use as wallpaper for my miserable little Dostoevskian flat. My beloved Giants reached the World Series in 2002, but alas did not win.

In any case, in 2003, MySpace happened. For the next six years, I literally did not watch a single game or hear anything about the Giants. I even missed the Barry Bonds scandal. I just didn't have time to think about it. (During this time (2003-2008) I was basically unaware of pop culture in all its forms, except as it was delivered to me through MySpace.) So, it was with great pleasure that I returned to my Giants in 2010 ... Just in time, I learned, for them to not suck again. They'd absolutely sucked for the 6 years I was busy not paying attention. [_On a side note (sports fans only): at first, I wondered if I'd have any emotional connection at all to the team, since not a single player was left from the players I knew in 2002. Lo and behold, with the strangeness that is sport team allegiance, I fell right back into my groove. I had to learn to pronounce crazy names like "Lincecum" and learned that my Closer (who used to be Rob Nenn) now was a Twitter-user (@BrianWilson38) who apparently had caused a ruckus and shut down his Twitter account so he could focus on baseball (fear the beard!)._]

So in 2010 while I was going to nearly every game, traveling around the country following the Giants and visiting all the baseball parks (visiting them all is on my bucket list), an idea began to form in my mind... (And some might call this a "job"!)

What if I could start my own MLB baseball team? And what if the team was in Las Vegas (one of my new homes -- I live in several cities now). Now of course this idea was just me being selfish at first -- I love Vegas, and I want baseball there. After visiting the parks once, I'd rather not travel to every city to see games. And the only way to break the hold my Giants had for me was to literally create my own team. But after the selfish thought, the more I considered it, the more I thought Las Vegas and baseball were perfect for each other. The experience of baseball would be so cool in Sin City!

Las Vegas Baseball: Imagine tablets on the back of every seat allowing you to bet, not just on the winner, but on every facet of the game: next pitch, strike or ball? will this batter fly out, ground out, hit a homerun? (Extra income, no other team can profit from this!) Now imagine visiting tourists looking for something to do during the day before they go out and party. (The stadium's always full!) Foreigners from all over the world would get to experience "American baseball" in an environment that wouldn't bore them. Next imagine the truckloads of merchandise sold to tourists and locals alike (yes, there is such thing as a local community in Vegas!). A Las Vegas baseball team jersey would be so much cooler than a regular Las Vegas t-shirt, and even cooler than a fridge magnet. Lastly, imagine the price box suites would go for in Vegas -- a town where every night of the week people routinely throw down $10K for a table that's main privilege is the right to buy alcohol at a 900% markup.

If you're more of a purist and the vision of gambling, tourists and big money box suites are clouding your vision of my fantasy baseball park, forget everything I've written and imagine this -- an icy cold beer on a hot summer day, served to you with hot dogs and crackerjacks from the most beautiful girl you've ever seen in a ballpark. Beautiful girls from all over the country move to Vegas to serve drinks at day clubs, night clubs and bars... Heck, we could even have a section for the ladies where Thunder-from-Down-Under men serve drinks. So, anyway...

Let's take action, Tom thought. At first, I started buying some books about the business of baseball. There are quite a few, actually, mainly focusing on the idea of whether sports teams actually help or hurt communities. (This is a topic of public import, since many localities decide to fund stadium construction via tax dollars.) From this research, I got a general understanding of baseball business and a rough estimate that starting a team would cost around $600 million - give or take $300 mil, depending on whether the city will fund the stadium. What do you know, a little more research reveals that Las Vegas city officials are dying to have a baseball team there...

Once I got a sense for the cost, I immediately thought - what to do? I don't want to risk all my own money doing this. What if I lose it all and have to go do "real work" again? No way. I need investors. But if I was actually able to raise the money, why would anyone need me? What did I bring to the table besides the original idea (worthless) and my money (also pretty worthless if I'm raising money from others). Then I came up with a more nuanced idea. And I realized it was probably unique enough that no one but me would want or care to bring it all together. Thus, I would be making myself valuable for being "the deal guy" -- something I never aspired to be. But hey, this is baseball, and I want my own team.

So, the more nuanced idea...

For years, I'd been a follower of Bill James, the founder of a "science" of baseball called Sabremetrics. The idea behind Sabermetrics is that you can analyze baseball to uncover "objective knowledge." Baseball has always been a stats-heavy sport. But Bill James came up with new stats, new "events" to be measured, and by doing so, he uncovered things about baseball that formerly, we could only use our gut to understand. It's easy to measure how many hits a batter gets, but how do you measure how good a defensive player is? It was clear to me, that the technical innovation of tracking players & the ball on video coupled with a James-ian approach was ripe for an explosion of even more data about baseball, thus unlocking even more secrets.

Now why would one care about this data? Well, because it can help you to WIN!

So, my friends, the idea was this: gather together enough tech nerd-ness with enough silly dotcom payout money and create a "baseball think tank" that owns the Las Vegas baseball team. You might think this was some simple nerds against jocks fantasy. Not true. With smart thinkers in technology (camera / recording visual) and analysis (thinking about how to measure and interpret the recorded data to create meaningful new statistical categories) we come up with metrics that not only allow us to scout and choose the best players, but we also learn how to best position our defense, help batters predict what pitch is coming, and help coaches predict what the opposing coach will do in a given situation. Who knows, our tech group may even break ground in kinesthetic research to help players with their pitch and swing mechanics? The sky was really the limit if you invested the money. On top of all this, think how this data would be useful for our gambling business model? Since we -- the owners of "baseball think tank" -- know baseball better than any other living creature, we can set the odds for the bets we take, thus insuring we don't lose it all to two-bit gamblers who think they know baseball better than we do.

As I started to poke around and send feelers out about the idea, I learned that Rupert Murdoch (the man who bought my company MySpace) used to own the Dodgers. (Wow, the things you learn with a little research...!) And it also turns out that Rupert (News Corp) also owned STATS, Inc, a company that tracked baseball stats based on Bill James SABR principles. In fact, STATS, Inc was first a grassroots movement formed at Bill James suggestion in late 70s, and a company he became part of in the 80s. And Rupert owns it!? Wow, this was all starting to look too easy -- it was as if I had all the connections to make this nutty idea take off. "I'll just call Uncle Rupe and get this thing rolling!", I thought. Actually, I wondered to myself, maybe Rupert had the same idea when he bought the Dodgers, why would he even own this STATS company? It seemed like an unusual acquisition for Newscorp. Turns out, no he hadn't been thinking about it. And, unfortunately, Rupert was done with baseball in general. Idea squashed? Nope. No problem. Rupert could still teach me all about profiting from television rights. Having his experience was still another ace in the hole, even if he wasn't interested.

So with my plan in hand, I was preparing to start approaching some dotcom billionaires, but only in a casual way. Didn't want to scare them. This was all in good fun, and maybe more fun to talk about than to actually do. My initial dream team was +Mark Cuban (for the balls), +Larry Page & +Sergey Brin (for the brains), +Ron Conway (for the network http://bit.ly/pCj2FG), +George Will (http://bit.ly/oRR56m the writer, for the respectability) and maybe even +Bill James (http://bit.ly/pKiVmM) himself (for the creative vision). What a dream team, eh?

WOW this post is getting long, OK, promise going to wrap this up...

So, why aren't you buying tickets for a Las Vegas baseball game this year? Well, I read a little book called Money Ball, by Michael Lewis (http://amzn.to/q0Xt0X). In it, he describes how the Oakland A's (a team with very little money), was able to use similar strategies in stat analysis (minus the technology piece I'd mentioned) to capitalize on "market efficiencies" in baseball players. By favoring .OBP (on base percentage) over .BA (batting average), the A's found that they could get players on the cheap, and, as it turns out, .OBP was a better statistic to pay attention to than batting average, because it was severely undervalued in the player-trade market. This unique approach allowed the the Oakland A's to be competitive even though they had a tiny payroll. Uh-oh, I thought, this Billy Beane guy (the A's general manager) is on to my idea. But that's no problem, I rationalized, it's actually just confirmation of the basic principles: that you can win through advanced research. While other teams are stuck in the past scouting players because they look like they were "built to play baseball," we'll have our secret weapon that nobody -- not even Billy Beane -- is thinking about.

But the more I started to look into, the more I realized that the Billy Beane / Sabermetric mindset was permeating other teams...

Like any startup (Billy Beane's internal team really was a "startup" of sorts), the people involved eventually and gradually branch out and take their knowledge elsewhere. Turns out that people trained in the Oakland A's system had taken the ideas to other teams. The Boston Red Sox had even hired Bill James himself. And, like any startup, there were competitors with similar ideas. (The Devil Rays began using similar thinking, as is described in the book: The Extra 2% http://amzn.to/qpqlNF) Just as I was starting to realize that many teams were developing similar ideas, it was announced that Moneyball (great book, btw) was set to become a major motion picture starring Brad Pitt (and written by Aaron Sorkin, creator of The Social Network no less). (Side note: Why is this Aaron Sorkin guy always making movies about people who can do things better than I can!?) <-- best part of post, btw (Side Side Note: Can't wait to see the movie!)

So, to make a long story short, I started to conclude that the power of Brad Pitt (just think of the way an announcer says his name in a theatre, BRADDD PITTTT) was going to make my semi-serious idea look like I was trying to ride the wave of some Hollywood fantasy about baseball. Instead of inspiring my would-be billionaire boys club with an intriguing idea, they'd probably react with "oh yah, I saw that movie, Moneyball." And even more important, I believe the power of movies are dramatically underestimated. If there were any teams who still were clinging to the outmoded system of baseball scouts, I felt that the popularity of this movie would move them into a new era of statistical analysis. So my fun idea began to drift away. I opened the lines of communication with +Mark Cuban , but I never even mentioned this idea to him. (Hey Mark, what do you think of it now that I've told the world?)

So in the end, my month or so of dreaming about this was sorta like a gigantic homerun destined for the upper deck that had just a little too much hang time. Meaning my homerun was just a fly ball and it landed squarely in the centerfielder's mitt, just short of the wall. Meaning I was out. O-U-T. I gave up on the idea and started thinking about other (equally fun) things. (Remember, this is just one idea, posted mainly because I took the attached photo at the baseball game the other day, and because the movie Money Ball just came out this week.)

So two lessons here. One, I had fun with it, which I encourage you to do with all your dreams and hopes for your work life, which, after all, takes up most of the time in your regular life. Two, when you pursue what's fun for you, giving up on an idea is not a waste of time. Not at all. If you pursue things you love, you will enjoy the journey, and the outcome is not so important. I had great fun thinking up my baseball dream "job."

And when you wonder, why does Tom's bio say "Enjoying being retired" or why does he say he doesn't want a job? Just remember my little (OK, my massive) baseball story. I don't structure my life around a "job" -- for me, it's about having fun. I "work" on things all the time. But they're things I want to work on. A "job" probably just isn't the right word for anything I've done in my life. I had an immensely satisfying life when I was unknown and penniless, can you imagine how much fun I have now?

So, uh yeah... To bring this back to the beginning, why exactly do I spend time on Google+ then? Because it's one of the funnest things going right now. It's brought wonderful things into my life. In fact, it's given me a new hobby (photography) which, if things continue like they have been, will probably become a major force in my life. (And also the reason I haven't posted much in the last few days... I've been busy learning photoshop, reviewing gear, and setting up a new computer!)

Note: I took the attached photo a few nights ago at one of the last Giants games of the season, here in Los Angeles. Not the greatest shot with that net in the way, but hey it's baseball -- check out some of the other shots I've posted. :-)

Note 2: If you've read this far, you deserve a cookie and not the ad-tracking kind.

Note 3: Update 9:40 am -- Some people have written "You don't need to explain yourself" in the comments below, so I thought that I'd note and update: I'm happy to explain myself. It's worth getting this out there as we all get to know each other, because a lot of people really seem to believe I work at G+ or am I getting paid to "endorse" it or something. I'd like you to know that I'm here just for fun. :-)
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DP
Michel J
at Jul 29, 2014 6:35:35 AM
Why I Don't Want a Job + Why I love Google+

A decent number of people seem confused, mystified and / or generally have the wrong impression about my "reappearance" in the land of the DUB-DUB-DUB (www). There's probably a story to tell of my JD Salinger-to- +Jeff Jarvis transformation (recluse to sharing enthusiast), and maybe some day I'll tell it. But for right now, I'd like to dispel a story (or set of ideas) that seem to be going around quite a bit. There are three variants of a similar idea, which, when combined with three social sites, form 9 possible untruths:

1. I work for Google (or Facebook or Twitter)
2. I want to work for Google (or Facebook or Twitter)
3. I'm secretly being paid by Google (or Facebook or Twitter)

The truth is, I don't want a "job." I've never thought about my life in terms of "jobs." I've thought about my life in terms of what's interesting to me. That's how I approached things when I ate at soup kitchens and couldn't afford a candy bar, and that's how I approach things now. Of course it's a lot easier to do that now that I'll never need to worry about money again...

In any case, since people also seem to have trouble with the idea that I don't want to start another dotcom, or with the fact that my bio says "retired," I thought I'd give you an idea of a "job" that sounds appealing to me. Keep in mind, this is just one of my dream "job" scenarios. I'm putting "jobs" in quotes, because, I think you'll see that I don't really think of these sorts of things as "jobs" -- I think more about how to make life more interesting.

Before laying it out, it's best to give a little history...

In early 2009, I left MySpace. In 2010, free from the concerns of work and necessity, I decided to return to one of my great loves, Baseball. (Capital B.) I had been a huge baseball fan since the 1998 season. In 1999, while living abroad, I even listened to every SF Giants game on Internet radio and printed their boxscores to use as wallpaper for my miserable little Dostoevskian flat. My beloved Giants reached the World Series in 2002, but alas did not win.

In any case, in 2003, MySpace happened. For the next six years, I literally did not watch a single game or hear anything about the Giants. I even missed the Barry Bonds scandal. I just didn't have time to think about it. (During this time (2003-2008) I was basically unaware of pop culture in all its forms, except as it was delivered to me through MySpace.) So, it was with great pleasure that I returned to my Giants in 2010 ... Just in time, I learned, for them to not suck again. They'd absolutely sucked for the 6 years I was busy not paying attention. [_On a side note (sports fans only): at first, I wondered if I'd have any emotional connection at all to the team, since not a single player was left from the players I knew in 2002. Lo and behold, with the strangeness that is sport team allegiance, I fell right back into my groove. I had to learn to pronounce crazy names like "Lincecum" and learned that my Closer (who used to be Rob Nenn) now was a Twitter-user (@BrianWilson38) who apparently had caused a ruckus and shut down his Twitter account so he could focus on baseball (fear the beard!)._]

So in 2010 while I was going to nearly every game, traveling around the country following the Giants and visiting all the baseball parks (visiting them all is on my bucket list), an idea began to form in my mind... (And some might call this a "job"!)

What if I could start my own MLB baseball team? And what if the team was in Las Vegas (one of my new homes -- I live in several cities now). Now of course this idea was just me being selfish at first -- I love Vegas, and I want baseball there. After visiting the parks once, I'd rather not travel to every city to see games. And the only way to break the hold my Giants had for me was to literally create my own team. But after the selfish thought, the more I considered it, the more I thought Las Vegas and baseball were perfect for each other. The experience of baseball would be so cool in Sin City!

Las Vegas Baseball: Imagine tablets on the back of every seat allowing you to bet, not just on the winner, but on every facet of the game: next pitch, strike or ball? will this batter fly out, ground out, hit a homerun? (Extra income, no other team can profit from this!) Now imagine visiting tourists looking for something to do during the day before they go out and party. (The stadium's always full!) Foreigners from all over the world would get to experience "American baseball" in an environment that wouldn't bore them. Next imagine the truckloads of merchandise sold to tourists and locals alike (yes, there is such thing as a local community in Vegas!). A Las Vegas baseball team jersey would be so much cooler than a regular Las Vegas t-shirt, and even cooler than a fridge magnet. Lastly, imagine the price box suites would go for in Vegas -- a town where every night of the week people routinely throw down $10K for a table that's main privilege is the right to buy alcohol at a 900% markup.

If you're more of a purist and the vision of gambling, tourists and big money box suites are clouding your vision of my fantasy baseball park, forget everything I've written and imagine this -- an icy cold beer on a hot summer day, served to you with hot dogs and crackerjacks from the most beautiful girl you've ever seen in a ballpark. Beautiful girls from all over the country move to Vegas to serve drinks at day clubs, night clubs and bars... Heck, we could even have a section for the ladies where Thunder-from-Down-Under men serve drinks. So, anyway...

Let's take action, Tom thought. At first, I started buying some books about the business of baseball. There are quite a few, actually, mainly focusing on the idea of whether sports teams actually help or hurt communities. (This is a topic of public import, since many localities decide to fund stadium construction via tax dollars.) From this research, I got a general understanding of baseball business and a rough estimate that starting a team would cost around $600 million - give or take $300 mil, depending on whether the city will fund the stadium. What do you know, a little more research reveals that Las Vegas city officials are dying to have a baseball team there...

Once I got a sense for the cost, I immediately thought - what to do? I don't want to risk all my own money doing this. What if I lose it all and have to go do "real work" again? No way. I need investors. But if I was actually able to raise the money, why would anyone need me? What did I bring to the table besides the original idea (worthless) and my money (also pretty worthless if I'm raising money from others). Then I came up with a more nuanced idea. And I realized it was probably unique enough that no one but me would want or care to bring it all together. Thus, I would be making myself valuable for being "the deal guy" -- something I never aspired to be. But hey, this is baseball, and I want my own team.

So, the more nuanced idea...

For years, I'd been a follower of Bill James, the founder of a "science" of baseball called Sabremetrics. The idea behind Sabermetrics is that you can analyze baseball to uncover "objective knowledge." Baseball has always been a stats-heavy sport. But Bill James came up with new stats, new "events" to be measured, and by doing so, he uncovered things about baseball that formerly, we could only use our gut to understand. It's easy to measure how many hits a batter gets, but how do you measure how good a defensive player is? It was clear to me, that the technical innovation of tracking players & the ball on video coupled with a James-ian approach was ripe for an explosion of even more data about baseball, thus unlocking even more secrets.

Now why would one care about this data? Well, because it can help you to WIN!

So, my friends, the idea was this: gather together enough tech nerd-ness with enough silly dotcom payout money and create a "baseball think tank" that owns the Las Vegas baseball team. You might think this was some simple nerds against jocks fantasy. Not true. With smart thinkers in technology (camera / recording visual) and analysis (thinking about how to measure and interpret the recorded data to create meaningful new statistical categories) we come up with metrics that not only allow us to scout and choose the best players, but we also learn how to best position our defense, help batters predict what pitch is coming, and help coaches predict what the opposing coach will do in a given situation. Who knows, our tech group may even break ground in kinesthetic research to help players with their pitch and swing mechanics? The sky was really the limit if you invested the money. On top of all this, think how this data would be useful for our gambling business model? Since we -- the owners of "baseball think tank" -- know baseball better than any other living creature, we can set the odds for the bets we take, thus insuring we don't lose it all to two-bit gamblers who think they know baseball better than we do.

As I started to poke around and send feelers out about the idea, I learned that Rupert Murdoch (the man who bought my company MySpace) used to own the Dodgers. (Wow, the things you learn with a little research...!) And it also turns out that Rupert (News Corp) also owned STATS, Inc, a company that tracked baseball stats based on Bill James SABR principles. In fact, STATS, Inc was first a grassroots movement formed at Bill James suggestion in late 70s, and a company he became part of in the 80s. And Rupert owns it!? Wow, this was all starting to look too easy -- it was as if I had all the connections to make this nutty idea take off. "I'll just call Uncle Rupe and get this thing rolling!", I thought. Actually, I wondered to myself, maybe Rupert had the same idea when he bought the Dodgers, why would he even own this STATS company? It seemed like an unusual acquisition for Newscorp. Turns out, no he hadn't been thinking about it. And, unfortunately, Rupert was done with baseball in general. Idea squashed? Nope. No problem. Rupert could still teach me all about profiting from television rights. Having his experience was still another ace in the hole, even if he wasn't interested.

So with my plan in hand, I was preparing to start approaching some dotcom billionaires, but only in a casual way. Didn't want to scare them. This was all in good fun, and maybe more fun to talk about than to actually do. My initial dream team was +Mark Cuban (for the balls), +Larry Page & +Sergey Brin (for the brains), +Ron Conway (for the network http://bit.ly/pCj2FG), +George Will (http://bit.ly/oRR56m the writer, for the respectability) and maybe even +Bill James (http://bit.ly/pKiVmM) himself (for the creative vision). What a dream team, eh?

WOW this post is getting long, OK, promise going to wrap this up...

So, why aren't you buying tickets for a Las Vegas baseball game this year? Well, I read a little book called Money Ball, by Michael Lewis (http://amzn.to/q0Xt0X). In it, he describes how the Oakland A's (a team with very little money), was able to use similar strategies in stat analysis (minus the technology piece I'd mentioned) to capitalize on "market efficiencies" in baseball players. By favoring .OBP (on base percentage) over .BA (batting average), the A's found that they could get players on the cheap, and, as it turns out, .OBP was a better statistic to pay attention to than batting average, because it was severely undervalued in the player-trade market. This unique approach allowed the the Oakland A's to be competitive even though they had a tiny payroll. Uh-oh, I thought, this Billy Beane guy (the A's general manager) is on to my idea. But that's no problem, I rationalized, it's actually just confirmation of the basic principles: that you can win through advanced research. While other teams are stuck in the past scouting players because they look like they were "built to play baseball," we'll have our secret weapon that nobody -- not even Billy Beane -- is thinking about.

But the more I started to look into, the more I realized that the Billy Beane / Sabermetric mindset was permeating other teams...

Like any startup (Billy Beane's internal team really was a "startup" of sorts), the people involved eventually and gradually branch out and take their knowledge elsewhere. Turns out that people trained in the Oakland A's system had taken the ideas to other teams. The Boston Red Sox had even hired Bill James himself. And, like any startup, there were competitors with similar ideas. (The Devil Rays began using similar thinking, as is described in the book: The Extra 2% http://amzn.to/qpqlNF) Just as I was starting to realize that many teams were developing similar ideas, it was announced that Moneyball (great book, btw) was set to become a major motion picture starring Brad Pitt (and written by Aaron Sorkin, creator of The Social Network no less). (Side note: Why is this Aaron Sorkin guy always making movies about people who can do things better than I can!?) <-- best part of post, btw (Side Side Note: Can't wait to see the movie!)

So, to make a long story short, I started to conclude that the power of Brad Pitt (just think of the way an announcer says his name in a theatre, BRADDD PITTTT) was going to make my semi-serious idea look like I was trying to ride the wave of some Hollywood fantasy about baseball. Instead of inspiring my would-be billionaire boys club with an intriguing idea, they'd probably react with "oh yah, I saw that movie, Moneyball." And even more important, I believe the power of movies are dramatically underestimated. If there were any teams who still were clinging to the outmoded system of baseball scouts, I felt that the popularity of this movie would move them into a new era of statistical analysis. So my fun idea began to drift away. I opened the lines of communication with +Mark Cuban , but I never even mentioned this idea to him. (Hey Mark, what do you think of it now that I've told the world?)

So in the end, my month or so of dreaming about this was sorta like a gigantic homerun destined for the upper deck that had just a little too much hang time. Meaning my homerun was just a fly ball and it landed squarely in the centerfielder's mitt, just short of the wall. Meaning I was out. O-U-T. I gave up on the idea and started thinking about other (equally fun) things. (Remember, this is just one idea, posted mainly because I took the attached photo at the baseball game the other day, and because the movie Money Ball just came out this week.)

So two lessons here. One, I had fun with it, which I encourage you to do with all your dreams and hopes for your work life, which, after all, takes up most of the time in your regular life. Two, when you pursue what's fun for you, giving up on an idea is not a waste of time. Not at all. If you pursue things you love, you will enjoy the journey, and the outcome is not so important. I had great fun thinking up my baseball dream "job."

And when you wonder, why does Tom's bio say "Enjoying being retired" or why does he say he doesn't want a job? Just remember my little (OK, my massive) baseball story. I don't structure my life around a "job" -- for me, it's about having fun. I "work" on things all the time. But they're things I want to work on. A "job" probably just isn't the right word for anything I've done in my life. I had an immensely satisfying life when I was unknown and penniless, can you imagine how much fun I have now?

So, uh yeah... To bring this back to the beginning, why exactly do I spend time on Google+ then? Because it's one of the funnest things going right now. It's brought wonderful things into my life. In fact, it's given me a new hobby (photography) which, if things continue like they have been, will probably become a major force in my life. (And also the reason I haven't posted much in the last few days... I've been busy learning photoshop, reviewing gear, and setting up a new computer!)

Note: I took the attached photo a few nights ago at one of the last Giants games of the season, here in Los Angeles. Not the greatest shot with that net in the way, but hey it's baseball -- check out some of the other shots I've posted. :-)

Note 2: If you've read this far, you deserve a cookie and not the ad-tracking kind.

Note 3: Update 9:40 am -- Some people have written "You don't need to explain yourself" in the comments below, so I thought that I'd note and update: I'm happy to explain myself. It's worth getting this out there as we all get to know each other, because a lot of people really seem to believe I work at G+ or am I getting paid to "endorse" it or something. I'd like you to know that I'm here just for fun. :-)
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Eric Albin
at Jul 29, 2014 1:17:01 AM
"You're an idiot, Eric."
"Why? You don't like my stories?"
"Well, aside from the fact you have a penchant of either making me sound like a narcissistic blow torch in search of gasoline cans, or, God help me, if you are angry, you make me sound like some shrill, emotionally constipated Great White with all the humor and wit of a half pound of C4.."
"Both excellent descriptions, by the way. Can I use them?"
"Dammit, Eric, you already do. You know me pretty well. Maybe too well. You get me. At least sometimes..."
"I've never had you at all, sadly."
"Eric, by all that you worship, shut it. You know what I am saying. You get me, and you are good with words. Maybe really good. Sometimes even wonderful. But I am more than a Valkyrie riding a missile into some poor saps heart with a cigarette in one hand and a beer in the other. Why don't you ever tell anyone about the jokes I make? Or my beautiful children? Or my dedication to being employed when so many other options exist, if only I were willing to live off the handouts of 'The Man?" You see all of those, but you always focus on me, saying no to you, and ripping out your heart."
"But I still love you, Leah."
"I know, Eric. That's why you're an idiot."
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Teenager Love
at Jul 29, 2014 12:36:05 AM
Don't. Don't think like that.

I know that we all have those days where we just don't really... Where we're just not satisfied with who we are, or what we look like. But you don't need to feel that way, because you are good enough. You're more than good enough. And I know that maybe that doesn't mean a lot coming from me, but trust me, I mean it from the bottom of my heart.
You don't deserve to feel cruddy about yourself. You're amazing, even if you don't think so. So, next time you're not feeling great about yourself, whether it be about appearance or just yourself in general- I want you to remind yourself that without you, this world wouldn't be the same. Because it honestly wouldn't. ❤️
~MK
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William Martin
at Jul 28, 2014 11:16:45 PM
I know I shared this a few weeks ago...but hey...the video alone makes it worth a repeat...Hope you enjoy!

"The world was on fire
No one could save me but you.
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
No, I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

What a wicked game you play
To make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say
You never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do
To make me dream of you

And I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
And I don't want to fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]

{World} was on fire
No one could save me but you
Strange what desire will make foolish people do
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart
No I don't wanna fall in love
[This love is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you..."
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Zeshan Shani
at Jul 28, 2014 11:13:58 PM
A LETTER FROM SATAN:
I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You started your day without asking your prayer.  As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night.

You are so careless, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine.

Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I don't like God. I am only using you to wage a war against Him. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back.

Fool You see, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living  hell. That way we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God.  

Thanks to you!

I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people, out partying, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, indulging in fornication, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults and those in leadership position, NO respect for the mosque, bad attitudes:

SURELY you don't want to give all this up.

Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you.  I'd like to say THANKS for letting me use you for most of your foolish life...

I hope you will never engage in any kinds of Virtues and Stay Cool
I'll wait for your response.
Your Friend
SATAN!
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Di Ana
at Jul 28, 2014 9:16:39 PM
I love you more than words could ever say,
I feel it growing in my heart each and every day,
All this love I feel
Has never felt so real
You give me something no one has ever given me,
It's something you cannot see
Love so strong, and so true
It makes me think of only you
This wonderful feeling you have given me
Makes me want to be with you endlessly.
I want to be in your arms
To feel your warm embrace
It makes me feel so safe from harm
Plus, I love to touch your face
I love to look into your eyes
To look through your disguise
To feel your warm hands within mine
As our fingers gently become entwined.
Your kisses so soft and sweet It makes me crave a thousand more
I wonder how your heart keeps a steady beat,
Because mine just soars.
I love the way you let me know
How much you love me so
I love how much you care
The love you show to me is beyond compare,
I love the way you smile
That compliments your sexy style
My eyes are kept on you all the while.
I love to hear you say "okay"
You say it at least once a day
I love the way you apologize
Because it always makes me realize
That what you did, was done unintentionally,
And that you still love me
Even though I'm strange
You don't want me to change
You say that I'm just right
Especially when we're about to fight.
I hate to see you mad
I hate to see you sad
It makes me feel so bad
What you feel, I feel
That's because our love is real
I hate to see you cry
To always have to wonder why?
I'm sorry I sometimes do the things I do
That always make you feel blue
I'm sorry if I hurt you so
My anger is sometimes hard to control.
I don't like when you feel insecure
Don't worry so much, because I'm sure
That no one can ever take your place
Because I love not only your beautiful face,
I also love the real you inside
There's no way I could have let you pass me by.
Don't worry you're the only one for me
You, and I, and everyone else can see
I love you with all my heart
No one could ever make us part.
I love you more than words could ever say, I feel it growing in my heart each and every day, All this love I feel Has never felt so real You give me something no one has ever given me, It's something you cannot see Love so strong, and so true It makes me think of only you This wonderful feeling you have given me Makes me want to be with you endlessly. I want to be in your arms To feel your warm embrace It makes me feel so safe from harm Plus, I love to touch your face I love to look into your eyes To look through your disguise To feel your warm hands within mine As our fingers gently become entwined. Your kisses so soft and sweet It makes me crave a thousand more I wonder how your heart keeps a steady beat, Because mine just soars. I love the way you let me know How much you love me so I love how much you care The love you show to me is beyond compare, I love the way you smile That compliments your sexy style My eyes are kept on you all the while. I love to hear you say "okay" You say it at least once a day I love the way you apologize Because it always makes me realize That what you did, was done unintentionally, And that you still love me Even though I'm strange You don't want me to change You say that I'm just right Especially when we're about to fight. I hate to see you mad I hate to see you sad It makes me feel so bad What you feel, I feel That's because our love is real I hate to see you cry To always have to wonder why? I'm sorry I sometimes do the things I do That always make you feel blue I'm sorry if I hurt you so My anger is sometimes hard to control. I don't like when you feel insecure Don't worry so much, because I'm sure That no one can ever take your place Because I love not only your beautiful face, I also love the real you inside There's no way I could have let you pass me by. Don't worry you're the only one for me You, and I, and everyone else can see I love you with all my heart No one could ever make us part.
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Di Ana
at Jul 28, 2014 9:11:58 PM
I love you more than words could ever say,
I feel it growing in my heart each and every day,
All this love I feel
Has never felt so real
You give me something no one has ever given me,
It's something you cannot see
Love so strong, and so true
It makes me think of only you
This wonderful feeling you have given me
Makes me want to be with you endlessly.
I want to be in your arms
To feel your warm embrace
It makes me feel so safe from harm
Plus, I love to touch your face
I love to look into your eyes
To look through your disguise
To feel your warm hands within mine
As our fingers gently become entwined.
Your kisses so soft and sweet It makes me crave a thousand more
I wonder how your heart keeps a steady beat,
Because mine just soars.
I love the way you let me know
How much you love me so
I love how much you care
The love you show to me is beyond compare,
I love the way you smile
That compliments your sexy style
My eyes are kept on you all the while.
I love to hear you say "okay"
You say it at least once a day
I love the way you apologize
Because it always makes me realize
That what you did, was done unintentionally,
And that you still love me
Even though I'm strange
You don't want me to change
You say that I'm just right
Especially when we're about to fight.
I hate to see you mad
I hate to see you sad
It makes me feel so bad
What you feel, I feel
That's because our love is real
I hate to see you cry
To always have to wonder why?
I'm sorry I sometimes do the things I do
That always make you feel blue
I'm sorry if I hurt you so
My anger is sometimes hard to control.
I don't like when you feel insecure
Don't worry so much, because I'm sure
That no one can ever take your place
Because I love not only your beautiful face,
I also love the real you inside
There's no way I could have let you pass me by.
Don't worry you're the only one for me
You, and I, and everyone else can see
I love you with all my heart
No one could ever make us part.
I love you more than words could ever say, I feel it growing in my heart each and every day, All this love I feel Has never felt so real You give me something no one has ever given me, It's something you cannot see Love so strong, and so true It makes me think of only you This wonderful feeling you have given me Makes me want to be with you endlessly. I want to be in your arms To feel your warm embrace It makes me feel so safe from harm Plus, I love to touch your face I love to look into your eyes To look through your disguise To feel your warm hands within mine As our fingers gently become entwined. Your kisses so soft and sweet It makes me crave a thousand more I wonder how your heart keeps a steady beat, Because mine just soars. I love the way you let me know How much you love me so I love how much you care The love you show to me is beyond compare, I love the way you smile That compliments your sexy style My eyes are kept on you all the while. I love to hear you say "okay" You say it at least once a day I love the way you apologize Because it always makes me realize That what you did, was done unintentionally, And that you still love me Even though I'm strange You don't want me to change You say that I'm just right Especially when we're about to fight. I hate to see you mad I hate to see you sad It makes me feel so bad What you feel, I feel That's because our love is real I hate to see you cry To always have to wonder why? I'm sorry I sometimes do the things I do That always make you feel blue I'm sorry if I hurt you so My anger is sometimes hard to control. I don't like when you feel insecure Don't worry so much, because I'm sure That no one can ever take your place Because I love not only your beautiful face, I also love the real you inside There's no way I could have let you pass me by. Don't worry you're the only one for me You, and I, and everyone else can see I love you with all my heart No one could ever make us part.
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Sabi'u Tunde
at Jul 28, 2014 8:29:10 PM
A LETTER FROM SATAN:
I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You started your day without asking your prayer.  As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night.

You are so careless, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine.

Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I don't like God. I am only using you to wage a war against Him. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back.

Fool You see, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living  hell. That way we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God.  

Thanks to you!

I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people, out partying, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, indulging in fornication, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults and those in leadership position, NO respect for the mosque, bad attitudes:

SURELY you don't want to give all this up.

Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you.  I'd like to say THANKS for letting me use you for most of your foolish life...

I hope you will never engage in any kinds of Virtues and Stay Cool
I'll wait for your response.
Your Friend
SATAN!
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Sabi'u Tunde
at Jul 28, 2014 8:27:34 PM
A LETTER FROM SATAN:
I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You started your day without asking your prayer.  As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night.

You are so careless, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine.

Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I don't like God. I am only using you to wage a war against Him. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back.

Fool You see, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living  hell. That way we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God.  

Thanks to you!

I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people, out partying, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, indulging in fornication, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults and those in leadership position, NO respect for the mosque, bad attitudes:

SURELY you don't want to give all this up.

Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you.  I'd like to say THANKS for letting me use you for most of your foolish life...

I hope you will never engage in any kinds of Virtues and Stay Cool
I'll wait for your response.
Your Friend
SATAN!
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Silvia Lac
at Jul 28, 2014 6:36:39 PM
(((Love this song, that feeling the only way out has no RAINBOWs))) No turn off the sun. Take down the moon. For I don't need them anymore. Go switch off the stars. And paint the sky black. Love isn't ever coming back. There is no use in imagining a world without you. Your love was like a drug I was addicted to. Cause there is nobody else who could hurt like you hurt me. I don't want to be lonely. And there is no other way. There's no joy. There's no meaning. Just this hollowed out feeling. Now all the loves gone. And nothing grows here. And I just feel wrong so black out the sun. And all that we shared will slowly disappear. There's a hole where my soul used to grow. So just black out the sun. No stop all the rain and poison the ground. Love doesn't want to hang around. Go turn all the fruits into bitter wine. It was only sweet when you were mine. There is an emptiness inside of me. Since you been gone. All the world has lost it's meaning. All my colors run. And nothing compares. How could it even dare. Cause now that love's gone I want to black out the sun. 
Darren Hayes - Black Out The Sun
Music video by Darren Hayes performing Black Out The Sun. (P) 2011 The copyright in this audiovisual recording is owned by Powdered Sugar Productions Pty Ltd
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ilan shpiegler
at Jul 28, 2014 6:20:17 PM
July 23, 2014, 1:32 pm 3352

I don’t know how to write this without sounding like the kind of person I’m about to sound like, but sometimes you’ve just got to write it like you feel it. And I feel this. I un-friended a ‘friend’ from Facebook the other day.

To be honest, he wasn’t really a friend. He was a professional aquaintance and one whose talent I respect. But that’s it.

I un-friended him because he crossed a line.

I don’t mind that he didn’t write to ask how we’re doing here in Israel. People have their lives and we’re not the center of the world.

No. He started posting videos and images that reek of anti-semitism and an anti-Israel bias the likes of which are posted by people who clearly hate my country.

And I saw these posts.

A video by an English elected official who spewed such anti-Israel rhetoric that it was borderline hatred.

And a post that Robert De Niro supposedly made claiming we’re an apartheid state. (He never said that at all. We’re not – and that post was another spreading of an untruth).

He crossed a line on a day – the other day – that 13 regular Israeli fathers, sons or brothers here were killed defending my country. Men drawn into a war they did not want to fight, but fought to protect their families, friends, and country – and to protect ME. A war others will continue to fight because to not fight it means we will perish. I don’t mean that we will lose our country, but as you can see by the turmoil around us in the Middle East (that has nothing to do with us) we will lose our lives.

He crossed a line following 10 days in which we, the citizens of Israel, have been bombarded the length of the 10 hour drive north to south of our country, and two our drive east to west of our country (that’s the size of Israel) with missiles intended to murder Israelis, no matter what gender, what age, what profession and what religion they follow. (We have over a million Israeli-Arabs living here within our borders as citizens with full rights).

And as I write, coming home from a day of work and having put my son to bed in his crib, we are still being bombarded.

He crossed another line after he saw that I unfriended him when he wrote an email to me saying that it’s ‘…funny to be de-friended for posting a statement from an elected official. As a Jew you should realize that mass murder is never justified’. (His identity will remain hidden, of course).

First of all, don’t give me that ‘as a Jew’ crap. I don’t need to be a Jew to realise that mass murder isn’t justified. I need to be a decent human being.

Secondly, I don’t give a damn that he was an elected official – he said some preposterous, disgusting and very untrue things – and history is full of misguided elected officals.

And third, we’re mass murderers? My country accepts an Egyptian-proposed Gaza cease-fire twice and Hamas keeps firing away. They aim rockets at civilians while we go at great lengths to avoid civilians actually calling them in their areas and dropping warning charges, to give innocents a chance to escape. That’s unprecedented in warfare history. We leave Gaza for a chance at peace 9 years ago and for 9 years we got rockets, hate education, underground tunnels built with the purpose of entering Israeli territory so radicals can murder and kidnap Jews? This is what we get for leaving Gaza unilaterally 9 years ago. And we’re mass murderers?

No – fool. Ours is not the behavior of mass murderers.

I’m tired of the argument lobbed against us where I read people saying it’s ‘not fair’ because more Palestinians have died than Israelis. Of people asking ‘why are we complaining when we’re the stronger ones?’
My heart bleeds for every innocent killed no matter what side they’re on. Palestinain or Israeli innocents – it matters not. 

But I will not apologise for surviving.

For surviving missiles intended to kill me. The fact they didn’t kill me doesn’t mean they weren’t sent with the intention to murder. We have a defence system, shelters, evacuation procedures and governments who take care of us – I will not apologise for living and surviving thanks to being prepared because we have a culture that celebrates our lives and cherishes them instead of sending 10-year old children to be fighters and bombers. I will not apologise for having a business, a home, a family and friends here who want normal lives and to live in peace with our neighbors. I will not apologise for existing and I want nothing more than to co-exist quietly with neighbors who accept me here.

But this is not what Hamas wants.

Let me be very clear. Hamas is trying to kill ME. My family. My baby son. All of us here. That is their purpose. Get it through your heads – that is what is happening. And it’s VERY personal. For all of us here.

Our Israeli civilians – people like me – are being targeted to die. Palestinian innocents on the other side are dying because my army is trying to protect us from thugs operating in those areas who are launching rockets at my populated cities. If Palestinian innocents are dying it’s because of jihadists and terrorists (other names for thugs), but NOT because of the State of Israel that is trying to protect its citizens as any sovereign country would do. People are going to die. Innocents will die and it’s awful and it’s ugly. But we have to do what we have to do now. That is not a tone of justification. It’s me telling you the way it is – and believe me, we’re already paying the price with the blood of our people…of families who will never sit together again. Play together again. Hold eachother again.

This is not a game.

I was speaking to my father this evening and he advised me, like a good father does, bless him, to not speak my mind on Facebook. Why go to the trouble? But he’s looking out for his son knowing I’ll face backlash.

Look, we remained silent in the 30′s and look where it got us. We hoped rational people would see sense and refused to believe that people were capable of evil. And where did that get us? Trainrides straight to the gas chambers by REAL mass murderers. And there are those today who follow directly in the footsteps of the Nazis and who state proudly that they want to see all Jews dead, all of israel wiped off the face of the earth. (It is in Hamas’ offical charter – I’m serious – look). And why? Not because of ‘stolen land’ and politics but because they’re misguided, pitiful, hateful people who hate Jews and don’t give a damn about their people. Because anyone who gives a damn about their people would try giving them a future and not use them as pawns in a sick game of death and 72 virgins.

No, I will not remain silent while lies are spread about my country, my people, my culture, my values. I will be the FIRST in line to condemn my leaders and countrymen and women when they do wrong – as we do.
(And we do). But we are in the right here and I will not be quiet.

If anyone doesn’t understand any of the above; if anyone doesn’t get it; if any of my friends are going to post anti-Israel messages in a time where over 500 Palestinians have tragically died in this current conflict yet you remained silent while almost 200,000 Arabs were murdered by Arabs these past few years; if you’re not writing about Assad using chemical weapons against his people; if you’re not writing about ISIS who crucified 8 christians the other day and who are telling Iraqi Christians ‘convert, pay tax, or die’; if you only have criticism for the State of Israel that is doing EVERYTHING in its power to avoid civilian losses to Palestinians during a war; if you’re going to do nothing but sit wherever you’re sitting and just dish out your anti-Israel dirt while rockets are being aimed at my house, family and friends as our boys are fighting to protect us – and you’re going to dish it out simply because we’re living in this land and you haven’t got a clue as to our connection to it; if you’re going to join the anti-semitic and anti-Israel demonstrations flaring up in the world like we’re seeing in France, Turkey, Berlin, most Arab states and even in the US that have nothing to do with this conflict but are really just expressions of hatred directed at Jews and Israelis (and these expressions will be directed at the host countries soon); if you’re going to stay quiet and just accept, then go ahead and unfriend me from Facebook now because you’re probably no friend of mine.

Know this: when someone tries to end my life, IT IS PERSONAL.
And if you’re adding fuel to the fire by posting crap that in some small way will contribute to my demise, then again - un-friend me now.

Because you can have the hatred, the twisted, the sick and evil and be a part of that – or you can have me. But you can’t have both.

Shalom, motherf****r.

 


Shalom, motherf****r.
I don't know how to write this without sounding like the kind of person I'm about to sound like,......
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Sarah Randolph
at Jul 28, 2014 5:29:04 PM
 
I just want to Thank God for breathing on these dry bones yesterday! He is always so VERY faithful!

I don't know what place you are in right now but, I know that you are definitely NOT without hope because your reading this right now.

If you are taking a breath...No matter how painful...It is a gift and in some way God has His hand on you.

I feel like Poppa is asking someone to "TRY HIM." Maybe you have tried so many other options and every other method? Have you asked your heavenly Father what He thinks? What He values? What He intends for your life?
 
So many times we go to the created for opinions and advice instead of going to the Creator:)

Since we are created in different essence' of our Creator we are all give out a very pleasant but "different" aroma and "opinions"!!

We are not to worship what was created over the Creator! We need to value His opinion and His Word over anything else!!

I freely LOVE and WORSHIP my God! He is so faithful and He LOVES US so very much but so often He gets the blame for things that He shouldn't in our lives.

When we sin or fall we allow a curse to be a brought upon us.

So many people KNOW that God has a plan for their lives but did you know that the devil ALSO has a plan!

He wants to create as much pain and suffering and destruction as he can but, he ONLY has power that we hand to him.

His WINGS of power were clipped when Jesus defeated the sting of death on the cross!!

He drank the very last drop of wrath! HE became the least so that HE COULD SAVE THE LEAST! He did not come to save the righteous because they don't need saving or "think" that they do not.

He said He came for the weak and the lowly. The very thing WE judge HE CAME FOR!

Christ said that "UPON this ROCK I will build my church." What was that rock??? How far from that rock have we gotten??

I FEAR GOD! Not the kind of the fear that the enemy tries to invoke in us but the kind of fear that KNOWS the AWESOME AND AWFUL POWER OF GOD! The devils tremble the angels bow! I LOVE MY MAKER! He IS EVERYTHING to me and IT has to be that way because just like Jesus drink every bit of the wrath for our sin!!

I DRINK EVERY DROP OF SIN I COULD GET and MY GOD DELIVERED ME FROM IT!

Someone said Sunday that if we would quit putting so much emphasis on the "flesh" and work on the spirit we would have less to worry about and that IS SO POWERFUL!

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak!! SO WALK BY THE SPIRIT! We have power over this FLESH. I KNOW THAT WE DO! My JESUS did NOT die in Vain! He died so that we might LIVE through HIM!

HE LOVES YOU and you think your worthless but HE thinks your WORTHY! The devil wants to leave you naked and uncovered right now. Christ was stripped and humiliated but HE WAS done that way so that HE could clothe our NAKEDNESS! He clothed you in righteousness!! He clothed you and the FATHER SEES that!! HE is OUR high priest and when satan comes to accuse HE IS REBUKED by JESUS NAME!

The VERY NAME of JESUS!!!

You just have to GET UP, ARISE LAZARUS!!!!! HE WENT SO THAT HE COULD AWAKEN YOU!!!

Rise up and walk in the righteousness HE have given you Child and REMEMEBER those SINS no more because HE HAS!!!!!

Worship HIM! HE is KING OF KING and LORD of LORDS!!! He is God and He sits on HIS THRONE!!!!!

It is FINISHED!!! DECLARE THAT OVER THE OLD MAN! HE is DEAD and IT IS FINISHED NOW RISE and WALK in the RESURRECTION!!!

I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH! Thank you for praying for me and being an obedient vessel!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH and SO does God!!!

I leave a scripture with you.

40 ‘But if they confess their iniquity and the iniquity of their fathers, with their unfaithfulness in which they were unfaithful to Me, and that they also have walked contrary to Me,
41 and that I also have walked contrary to them and have brought them into the land of their enemies;
if their uncircumcised hearts are humbled, and they accept their guilt—
42 then I will remember My covenant with Jacob, and My covenant with Isaac and My covenant with Abraham I will remember;
I will remember the land.
43 The land also shall be left empty by them, and will enjoy its sabbaths while it lies desolate without them;
they will accept their guilt, because they despised My judgments and because their soul abhorred My statutes.
44 Yet for all that, when they are in the land of their enemies, I will not cast them away, nor shall I abhor them, to utterly destroy them and break My covenant with them;
for I am the Lord their God.
45 But for their sake I will remember the covenant of their ancestors, whom I brought out of the land of Egypt in the sight of the nations, that I might be their God:
I am the Lord.’”
Leviticus 26:40-45 NKJV
The Voice Version Says this:
But if they own up to their sins and acknowledge the sins of their ancestors, if they admit that they have been unfaithful to Me, defied Me, and rebelled against Me— 41 which prompted Me to turn against them and scatter them among their enemies—if they humble their uncircumcised hearts and offer reparations for their sins, 42 then I will remember My covenant with Jacob, Isaac, and Abraham, and I will also remember the land. 43 As long as the land lies deserted without them, it will catch up on the Sabbaths it has missed and be renewed. In the meantime, they must offer reparations for their sins because they turned their backs on My decrees and despised My commands. 44 But even then, as long as My people are dwelling in the land of their adversaries, I will not reject them or hate them so much that I break My covenant with them and annihilate them. I am the Eternal One, their God. 45 Still they will benefit when I remember the covenant I made with their ancestors when I led them out of the land of Egypt with the whole world watching so that I could be their God. I am the Eternal One.

With REPENTENCE (from the heart) comes BLESSING! The curse is removed and the LAND
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Sarah Randolph
at Jul 28, 2014 4:52:04 PM
 
I just want to Thank God for breathing on these dry bones yesterday! He is always so VERY faithful!

I don't know what place you are in right now but, I know that you are definitely NOT without hope because your reading this right now.

If you are taking a breath...No matter how painful...It is a gift and in some way God has His hand on you.

I feel like Poppa is asking someone to "TRY HIM." Maybe you have tried so many other options and every other method? Have you asked your heavenly Father what He thinks? What He values? What He intends for your life?
 
So many times we go to the created for opinions and advice instead of going to the Creator:)

Since we are created in different essence' of our Creator we are all give out a very pleasant but "different" aroma and "opinions"!!

We are not to worship what was created over the Creator! We need to value His opinion and His Word over anything else!!

I freely LOVE and WORSHIP my God! He is so faithful and He LOVES US so very much but so often He gets the blame for things that He shouldn't in our lives.

When we sin or fall we allow a curse to be a brought upon us.

So many people KNOW that God has a plan for their lives but did you know that the devil ALSO has a plan!

He wants to create as much pain and suffering and destruction as he can but, he ONLY has power that we hand to him.

His WINGS of power were clipped when Jesus defeated the sting of death on the cross!!

He drank the very last drop of wrath! HE became the least so that HE COULD SAVE THE LEAST! He did not come to save the righteous because they don't need saving or "think" that they do not.

He said He came for the weak and the lowly. The very thing WE judge HE CAME FOR!

Christ said that "UPON this ROCK I will build my church." What was that rock??? How far from that rock have we gotten??

I FEAR GOD! Not the kind of the fear that the enemy tries to invoke in us but the kind of fear that KNOWS the AWESOME AND AWFUL POWER OF GOD! The devils tremble the angels bow! I LOVE MY MAKER! He IS EVERYTHING to me and IT has to be that way because just like Jesus drink every bit of the wrath for our sin!!

I DRINK EVERY DROP OF SIN I COULD GET and MY GOD DELIVERED ME FROM IT!

Someone said Sunday that if we would quit putting so much emphasis on the "flesh" and work on the spirit we would have less to worry about and that IS SO POWERFUL!

The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak!! SO WALK BY THE SPIRIT! We have power over this FLESH. I KNOW THAT WE DO! My JESUS did NOT die in Vain! He died so that we might LIVE through HIM!

HE LOVES YOU and you think your worthless but HE thinks your WORTHY! The devil wants to leave you naked and uncovered right now. Christ was stripped and humiliated but HE WAS done that way so that HE could clothe our NAKEDNESS! He clothed you in righteousness!! He clothed you and the FATHER SEES that!! HE is OUR high priest and when satan comes to accuse HE IS REBUKED by JESUS NAME!

The VERY NAME of JESUS!!!

You just have to GET UP, ARISE LAZARUS!!!!! HE WENT SO THAT HE COULD AWAKEN YOU!!!

Rise up and walk in the righteousness HE have given you Child and REMEMEBER those SINS no more because HE HAS!!!!!

Worship HIM! HE is KING OF KING and LORD of LORDS!!! He is God and He sits on HIS THRONE!!!!!

It is FINISHED!!! DECLARE THAT OVER THE OLD MAN! HE is DEAD and IT IS FINISHED NOW RISE and WALK in the RESURRECTION!!!

I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH! Thank you for praying for me and being an obedient vessel!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH and SO does God!!!

I leave a scripture with you.

40 ‘But if they confess their iniquity and the iniquity of their fathers, with their unfaithfulness in which they were unfaithful to Me, and that they also have walked contrary to Me,
41 and that I also have walked contrary to them and have brought them into the land of their enemies;
if their uncircumcised hearts are humbled, and they accept their guilt—
42 then I will remember My covenant with Jacob, and My covenant with Isaac and My covenant with Abraham I will remember;
I will remember the land.
43 The land also shall be left empty by them, and will enjoy its sabbaths while it lies desolate without them;
they will accept their guilt, because they despised My judgments and because their soul abhorred My statutes.
44 Yet for all that, when they are in the land of their enemies, I will not cast them away, nor shall I abhor them, to utterly destroy them and break My covenant with them;
for I am the Lord their God.
45 But for their sake I will remember the covenant of their ancestors, whom I brought out of the land of Egypt in the sight of the nations, that I might be their God:
I am the Lord.’”
Leviticus 26:40-45 NKJV
The Voice Version Says this:
But if they own up to their sins and acknowledge the sins of their ancestors, if they admit that they have been unfaithful to Me, defied Me, and rebelled against Me— 41 which prompted Me to turn against them and scatter them among their enemies—if they humble their uncircumcised hearts and offer reparations for their sins, 42 then I will remember My covenant with Jacob, Isaac, and Abraham, and I will also remember the land. 43 As long as the land lies deserted without them, it will catch up on the Sabbaths it has missed and be renewed. In the meantime, they must offer reparations for their sins because they turned their backs on My decrees and despised My commands. 44 But even then, as long as My people are dwelling in the land of their adversaries, I will not reject them or hate them so much that I break My covenant with them and annihilate them. I am the Eternal One, their God. 45 Still they will benefit when I remember the covenant I made with their ancestors when I led them out of the land of Egypt with the whole world watching so that I could be their God. I am the Eternal One.

With REPENTENCE (from the heart) comes BLESSING! The curse is removed and the LAND
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salma jabeen
at Jul 28, 2014 12:40:57 PM
A LETTER FROM SATAN:
I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores. You started your day without asking your prayer.  As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals, or pray before going to bed last night.

You are so careless, I like that about you. I cannot tell you how glad I am that you have not changed your way of living, Fool, you are mine.

Remember, you and I have been going steady for years, and I still don't love you yet. As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I don't like God. I am only using you to wage a war against Him. He kicked me out of heaven, and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back.

Fool You see, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you. But you have yielded your life to me and I'm going to make your life a living  hell. That way we'll be together twice. This will really hurt God.  

Thanks to you!

I'm really showing Him who's boss in your life. With all of the good times we've had..... We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people, out partying, stealing, lying, being hypocritical, indulging in fornication, overeating, telling dirty jokes, gossiping, back stabbing people, disrespecting adults and those in leadership position, NO respect for the mosque, bad attitudes:

SURELY you don't want to give all this up.

Come on, Fool, let's burn together forever. I've got some hot plans for us. This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you.  I'd like to say THANKS for letting me use you for most of your foolish life...

I hope you will never engage in any kinds of Virtues and Stay Cool
I'll wait for your response.
Your Friend
SATAN!
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LIZZY SPIT
at Jul 27, 2014 10:39:36 PM
I woke up yesterday and something just felt different...

I don't know what it was, or why I started to feel that way, but it felt like a fresh start.

#Lizzyspit 
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Hang Nguyen Gently Hearts Touching
at Jul 23, 2014 2:23:37 AM
I don't have to be alone to be lonely. I'm just a simple person, I have my up and down moments. But, sadly true is my down moments seems like took over me. And I keep finding for the answers....Why I'm like this, I just don't get it. I had so many wonderful friends and love ones around me, I had so much support from everyone I need....but, somehow I still feel so empty, so loneliness, so quiet. The quiet I'm looking for just be myself, just be close to the nature....Seat there and feel the wind blowing through, and the cold, the deep cold just make me feel touching deep into my spine, take a cold deep breath, feel the loneliness, looking deep in the air...farther and farther away, and just like that for ever and ever, and be myself....my own sadness self.............
Twinkle twinkle little star....how I wonder what you are.......
I just want to be the lonely star...just.....the lonely star....cause I was made....to be that way................
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