Josh Plovanic's Writings and Thoughts

              In reality, we have two primary foundations: Energy and the fabric of Spacetime. Energy is the method by which all things are formed through. Matter is energy, just contained, structured, and given mass by the fields that contain energy as matter. If those fields are rendered ineffective, matter would simply return to a free energy state. Space is the matrix or arena by which matter and energy takes forms and moves through points in space and points in time. They are interdependent. You can't have energy without space, and you can't have space without energy. Some philosophers, such as the Greek thinker Plato, have argued that there may be another reality which profoundly influences and "forms" the constructs and arrangements of matter and energy. This reality, though hypothetical, is the reality of Forms and Ideas. Forms are static and unchanging and most likely have existed forever and will continue to do so. Matter, on the other hand, decays

In a world not unlike our own, there was a race of creatures not unlike ourselves. They were simple, with simple minds, simple interests and simple goals. They had simple beliefs about the world and simple lifestyles. Like us, they were bound to the decay of entropy and time, and faced death. One day, a being of a significant and profound degree of greater complexity and advancement came upon these creatures. This being could not die, and was not a creature like them. He told them to the absolute the true nature of existence. These creatures were like very young children to him in their intellectual and comprehension sophistication. To them, the immortal was alien and transcended anything they had encountered before. The immortal told them the nature of eternity and how to live, how to act, and what to do. He told them of love. He told them of good and evil. He told them of faith and of purpose, but the creatures did not understand. They heard, but could not comprehend to certainty wha

Trials: When waves of doubt besiege me, I look for truth and light. When mountains of fear obstruct me, I find my faith is sight. When fathoms of guilt submerge me, I find relief in grace. When boulders of loss bombard me, I look for a tranquil place. When clouds of failure cover me, I pierce them with resilience. When the sting of hate confronts me, I hold fast in my forgiveness. When the cloak of death engulfs me, I cut at it with valor. When the snare of iniquity entraps me, I break the snare with love's awesome power Of all the trials I may face I know this to be true and right, That I will face the darkest days, With God's endless and undying light.