A while ago, during dinner, my mother decided to test out the 45. She poured some for me (only a little; I had to finish my lab report) and more for her, then she took a big gulp.

She said: “Weak.” And then downed the rest of her glass.

“Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
Guess I’ll go eat worms;
Big ones, little ones, small fat juicy ones,
Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm.
…
I bite off the heads, and suck out the juice,
And throw the skins away!
Nobody knows how fat I grow,
On worms three times a day.”

In my twenty-three years of living in the Philippines, almost everyone who was ever nice to me either wanted to sell me something, or say ‘Ohayo gozaimasu! Ogenki?’

Yuko, my mother.

On people in the gym trying to speak Japanese to her.

I used to be indecisive. Now, I’m not sure.

Philip Wong

This guy is just brilliant.

Omnipotence and/or omniscience is torture. Pure, utter torture. I’m telling you, if God exists, he would not like his existence—in fact, I wouldn’t be surprised if he had offed himself a few hundred-million years ago. Maybe that’s why we don’t come across any omniscient/omnipotent beings nowadays.

Think about it. Omnipotence is the ability to do anything and everything. This means that whatever there is to do, you know how to do it, and you know how to do it well. And if you knew how to do everything well, then there sure as hell wouldn’t be any challenges, would there?

Omniscience is probably even worse: it implies knowledge or awareness of everything, microscopic, macroscopic, past, present and future, and whatever convenient dichotomy. Awareness, my friends. Knowing what everyone is thinking, has thought, and ever will think? Being able to predict everything? Knowing anything there is to know?

This whole comparison can be summed up into two words. “Nothing new.” Boredom. And don’t give me that “But you go under the faulty assumption that God can be bored!” crap. Sentience implies the awareness of the self and the ability to learn. Maybe even the desire to learn. What does that say about a theoretical being that, knowing everything, cannot learn anything new and is not bothered by it?

Couple the above with immortality, and you have grade A punishment. Eternal damnation to boredom? Thank God I’m human.

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Read the caption. Philip commented on this image: “On the other hand, they’re pretty forward-thinking.”

As some of you may recall, this isn’t the first time this has happened.