PARADOXICO

Reproduced with Permission

Benson blogged at 1/04/2010 10:19:00 AM

I asked WeiQing if I could reproduce this post, and she said okay. She posted it on her blog, Rictusempraa.onsugar.com, on 30/12/09. I read it and laughed out loud multiple times throughout the post. She is an author who manages to pull her audiences through storms of bizarre emotions and thoughts that nobody will ever venture into by themselves.

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Remember back in the days of Nicole Scherzinger's Baby Love where I had an entire rant post dedicated to how inane and frustrating her incredibly brainless the MV is?

Well, yeah. While THAT one was just.. annoying, Lady Gaga brings HORROR to a whole new dimension. I mean. It wasn't even visually-stunningly horrifying in the spectacular way. It was just - creepy-horrifying. I mean, it's something that'll give me nightmares, and I'm the nine year old who watched Korean horror movies alone at home at night with all the lights off and can still sleep peacefully after that. So if Lady Gaga can scare me, Lady Gaga IS scary.

I mean, WTF is the video? It reminds me of alien abductions and CAN SOMEONE PLEASE ADMIT that Lady Gaga is in fact, not a woman, nor a man, but NEITHER AT ALL because she is INDEED AN ALIEN. And aliens are without gender segregations. They are genderless creepy alien beings that are about to take over us with their hypnotic music crippled with subliminal messages. Also, RA-MA-RAMA-MAMA can totally be Martian for 'AND IN 2012 WE WILL SMASH YOUR PUNY LITTLE PLANET AND INSTALL HALFMANHALFWOMEN CHANTING SINGERS BEDECKED IN SKANKY SLIPS OF SEQUINED OUTFITS TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!'

What I am trying to say is, the music video is honest to God, very very terrifying. It it were artistically terrifying, I would love it. But because it is Bad Screenplay Satanic Un Visually Pleasing (well, except for the scene where she's in black, surrounded by those crystal bits. Liked that one.) Scary, I HATED IT.

TOP 5 REASONS WHY IT IS SCARY

1) White Suit Alien and Creepy Fingers

The white aliens with half their face covered with the crown like thing, and their disturbing finger movements. Notice how the cringe and flex is EXTREMELY, OBVIOUSLY inhumane. No human would do something like that with their fingers. ONLY LADY GAGA WOULD. And this spells out a straight equation, that she is not human. ALSO, very chillingly during bathtub scenes where she's sporting that mass of blonde curls, her grip on the bathtub followed by (again) creepy finger shits. It's like the stereotypical long tapered alien fingers.. I mean, HELLO? ET PHONE HOME? Does that ring a bell?

2) HUGEASS EYES at 1:18!

Or any of the bathtub scenes actually. It is, I swear, FREAKY. How does she get to have such big eyes, unless of course if she is extraterrestrial. Whatever she is, it is enough to make me piss my pants, with orbs that size. THEY ARE EFFING SPACESHIPS. Not EYES. I bet she has like 360 degree field of vision with a pair like THOSE.

3) PENIS FLASH AT 1:05!

This is not disturbing as much as it is funny, but HEY! Lady Gaga's response to the millions of tabloids claiming she.. he, (whatever) was a man. It's like she's saying, HA SUCK MY DICK PAPZZIS! As she blatantly flicks her dick in front of the mirror. CHECK IT OUT. But of course, disturbing also due to how this proves the presence of subliminal signs in this video.

4) 2.43 CREEPY DOG.

I have never, ever, in my life seen such a revolting looking cat.. dog? animal.. beast.. (that's assuming it isn't an alien). It is the butt fuglist creature I have ever seen. It is like Michael Jackson post plastic surgery self, Miley Cyrus, (Oh. My. Hell. This is TOO UNCANNY. I was Googling some ugliest people to add to the list after I came up with MJ and Miley in order to create the perfect image of JUST HOW UGLY THE THING IS when I came across this Top Ten list. GUESS WHO'S THE FIRST AND SECOND OF THE LIST? YES. MJ and Miley! I ought to work for the tabloids. That aside.). My point is something I cannot emphasize on further. So I'll convert the thousand words I have on its hideousness into a single picture (together with the enormous eyes).

5) ALL THE SINGLE LADIES?
Idk, but the part with all the demon humans wearing red leotards and masks gyrating around her? It's like Single Ladies in hell. But since Single Ladies is already in hell, we'll push THIS version to Dante's last level of hell. It's like the satan spawn of all music videos. Creepy.

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Once again, all credit goes to WeiQing at Rictusempraa!

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There Is Another Power

Benson blogged at 12/23/2009 01:33:00 AM

This very deep post should be read with the following Bible verses in mind:

The trouble is with me, for I am all too human, a slave to sin. I don’t really understand myself, for I want to do what is right, but I don’t do it. Instead, I do what I hate. But if I know that what I am doing is wrong, this shows that I agree that the law is good. So I am not the one doing wrong; it is sin living in me that does it.

I want to do what is right, but I can’t. I want to do what is good, but I don’t. I don’t want to do what is wrong, but I do it anyway. But if I do what I don’t want to do, I am not really the one doing wrong; it is sin living in me that does it.

I have discovered this principle of life—that when I want to do what is right, I inevitably do what is wrong. I love God’s law with all my heart. But there is another power within me that is at war with my mind. This power makes me a slave to the sin that is still within me. Oh, what a miserable person I am! Who will free me from this life that is dominated by sin and death? Thank God! The answer is in Jesus Christ our Lord. So you see how it is: In my mind I really want to obey God’s law, but because of my sinful nature I am a slave to sin.

(Romans 7: 14-25, paraphrased)

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I am a mere breath, a fleeting shadow across the ground. I am a tiny candle in the wind, trying to keep alive but being suffocated by the air. I am only human.

I don't say this harboring the notion that I'm weak. I'm not weak. I refuse to believe that I am weak! I am, as God has told me, a mighty conqueror and co-heir with Christ. God's fire burns in me! I know that I'm light, one too strong to fight!

But, sad as it is, there is, most unfortunately, Another Power. And this Power is all around me. It's like a permeating vapor, filling every conceivable space that it has access to, leaving no grounds uncovered. It is in the books I read, the songs I listen to. Every time this Power shows up, my skin recoils in disgust. I'd be so much better off if I just went along with the Power, soaked in it, and pretend that all's fine and dandy with the world. But I will not, because I know God has given me the ability to conquer the Powers that be!

Unfortunately, God isn't a wish-granting genie. I will not, but it doesn't mean I can't. How I wish God would bestow upon me Power-resistant armor! Until that day when I see Him in His unveiled glory, I'll have to fight. But, this battle is such a painful one to fight. See, this Power is knocking on my heart's door, like a thief who runs in the night. I raise my battle flags, and my spirit brandishes his sword.

I've established that this battle is painful. But what makes it so painful? Every slash I make at the Power is like a thrust into my own heart. See, a tiny sliver of the Power has already diffused into my heart through its cracks, and resides within me. Traitors lie within the walls of the castle, ready to eat it out. The Power is like a ravishing woman to my hot-blooded maleness, ready to seduce and devour.

The painful thing is- I am fighting against what I crave, what I want.

This aspect of the battle pains me. For once, the fire that burns in my heart hurts me. I know that this is a battle of the spirits. However, whatever my spirit recoils at, my flesh delights in! Thankfully, I know that the essence of 'me' truly hates the impure things that the Powers have in store for me, for the reason why I seem to enjoy these things is because some Power has already infiltrated through my ranks and settled in my flesh, deceiving and luring. As I breathe in more of this toxic vapor, it becomes more of a sweet fragrance, and I delight in the decadence that it provides. This brings about even more anguish for my spirit- my whole being is thrown into disorder. Civil war is rampant among the different factions of my being. I know, deep down inside, way in the seat of my heart, I want to fight for my redeemer, my light, my God.

I've been told that the Holy Spirit comes like a flood of living water, washing out every sin and healing every wound. I know this. But, just like how wanting does not equate to ability to ignore sin, knowing this truth does not equate to experiencing it. Maybe, somewhere in my heart, logic gets in the way. This weird function of my being tells me that maybe, perhaps, the Holy Spirit doesn't do such things anyway. Maybe, just maybe, these things don't occur anymore. Maybe, I'm truly and desperately alone.

My flame is on the verge of extinction. The wind seems to be winning. But I am still pressing on, holding on even tighter through all the daggers in my heart and through the tears that pour from my wounds. I cringe in anger, fear and terror as the man that stands behind the Powers unveils himself. I see the Enemy, and for a moment I thought the flame went out.

Cold, empty, alone, I raise my sword to take a final stab at him before I give up. I lift up my sword. Cold steel flashes before me. The Enemy laughs. "Boy, you never win!" He cackles. "The winds are too big for you this time, boy!"

I refuse to believe that is true.

I think back, and my spirit stirs. Maybe knowing in my head that God is always with me isn't the key to winning this battle. Maybe my logic isn't what I need. Maybe I've been fighting a spiritual battle with my intellect. Maybe what I need isn't rational, clean, safe comprehension. Maybe, perhaps, really, all I need is to step out into the wilderness and roar.

All I need is to believe.

I roar like a mighty unrestrained lion, and I thrust my gleaming sword right into the Enemy's velvet robe. Fire descends from heaven, and I feel flames and water burst forth from my heart. Total exhilaration. I laugh and cry at the same time as the beauty of the moment overwhelms me. The holy fire burns, and the Enemy flees, defeated forever. Now, it's just God, me, and a blaze of glory.

There is Another Power. But, God is so much stronger.

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