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"The fool looks at a finger that points to the sky."

- Amelie

You know I love you, don't be a fool.

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Kira de Ocampo. Singer-Songwriter. Creative Writing student in UP Diliman. I am basically a grandma inside a 21-year-old body.

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3.22.2010 @ 4:05:00 PM
Evolution? Try Faith.
For the foolishness of God is wiser than man’s wisdom, and the weakness of God is stronger than man’s strength.
- 1 Corinthians 1:25

Things get irrationally out of proportion when people talk about where in the world people come from. You know, how did man come about in this world? What is the purpose he’s alive anyway? And it goes on and on until it reaches the word: HOW? How did he come?

And nobody would ever know. None of us would, and that’s something to be sure of.

It’s funny because people try in their silly knowledge to justify everything—thinking they can explain things they know they never can. They travel around the world and study things unheard of and gather all the wisdom they can so they can brag about the philosophers and philosophies they found out, but they can never find the answer to the mystery of it all. And they end up lonely and miserable because they never find what they are looking for.

It’s funny also at how easily people believe in things they can never be sure of. Things that people of their own kind (only a whole lot famous) would cook up and make everyone believe just how credible their ideas are since they’re such sensible people with neckties and silver hair and thick eyeglasses that can disintegrate a poor little ant under the sun. It's preposterous.

That’s one thing about trying to know everything. We think we could find the answer to every single mind-boggling event that happens around us, would endeavor to search the world and, at the end of the day, discover that we are all dead inside.

Not I; not my Natural Science 2 or Anthropology professor; not the researchers; not the scientists; not Charles Darwin; not the monkeys—nobody. To some, it sucks to admit it. It breaks the tiny little hearts of people trying to lean on their own understanding.

"Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made." (John 1:3) How then can our little heads surpass he who in utmost genius created the heavens and the earth and all that is in it? How then could we (the creation) understand the creator?

That’s the point.

The reason why we are so lonely, so apathetic, and so miserable all together is that we cannot believe in anything in this world anymore. That includes ourselves and the people we so put our hope in to find meaning in the direness of it all. If we don’t believe in the “foolishness” of God’s creation, then in whom shall we? In what shall we waste our money, our effort, our utter sanity, our lives searching?

“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” (Hebrews 11:1). This is one thing we can truly hold on to.

Think about it. Believe it.
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