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You pull the mouthpiece off, exposing the filling chamber, and load it up. Given how small the Atman Lucky Bear is, I was stunned by how much battery life its mAh lithium-ion battery offers with each charge.
My experience with other compact vapes has been to find that the battery life is often a major drawback, but with the Lucky Bear, it just seems to last and last as I power through session after session with it dangling from around my neck.
Recharging is a breeze. It ships with a USB charger so all you have to do is plug the micro-USB side into the vape and the USB side into any USB port and charge away.
All said and done, the Lucky Bear is a solid vape for what it is, which is a compact threaded portable vaporizer. Fits for all thread cartridges.
Big power and with excellent smooth taste. Turn on: 5 times clicks on the fire button in 2 seconds to turn on the device.
Hold the button when smoking, LED light will turn on. Turn off: 5 times clicks on the fire button in 2 seconds to turn off the device.
Battery: mAh. Light Color: Blue. VAPORIZER U-Hi OWAR2. When shit falls a lucky bear uses it to fertilise. It is an optimistic attitude. Spirituality and religion are about attitude.
Are we sinful creatures who need correction and rules? Or are we magnificent creations whose imaginations and humour are part of the divine?
We painted Jesus a lot when I was in Sunday School. In that little back room of the hall our teacher with the long flowing skirt gave her pupils brushes.
We splashed and sloshed, dabbed and dotted, browns and blues and lovely reds. Jesus always had long hair, like my older brother.
He was invariably a blue-eyed blond, like most us. No one even thought he might look Semitic. He had long robes like the vicar, a kindly face, and was patting sheep.
Our pictures though were far from stereotypical. With broad brushstrokes Palestine was transformed into a green and pleasant land with lots of red boulders and purple trees.
We drew one another into the scene. We drew our teacher there too. We drew God and Jesus, who were sort of one and the same but different.
We drew the pictures and the pictures captured us. The median was the message, and the median was fun. We continue trying to paint pictures that are true to our knowledge and experience as well as our hopes and dreams.
We find Jesus both where we look and where we least expect. The church of my childhood painted a kind and benign Jesus. Apart from the gender he was like the Queen of England going round smiling, doing apolitical good deeds, and living in heavenly splendour but still mixing with commoners.
We could come to church without shoes and leave with paint on our clothes. Why anyone would kill him was mystifying.
His death was just a random act of violence. The church of my teenage years painted the cross in the centre.
Rather than his death being a random act of violence it was a deliberate God-inspired scheme to save us from being bad. Like in Harry Potter the blood of the innocent willing victim [Jesus] would magically rescue us from the consequences of cosmic evil.
We came to church with bibles under our arms and left with enough hope to survive a week in the jungle of adolescence. Jesus was our best friend, and sometimes our only friend.
The church of my twenties painted Jesus in revolutionary colours. Jesus had done a course in structural analysis and knew all about racism, sexism, and indigenous land rights.
He was the protester par excellence, carrying in his body and soul the pain of the oppressed, living and dying for the cause. We marched with a cross, saw the inside of courtrooms, and heard policemen lie.
Faced with injustice and punitive power we learnt to pray simply and silently. Some things are too deep for words. These days I am part of a church that paints Jesus with a broad progressive brush.
Jesus identified the human tendency to fix our God ideas and morality in the concrete of certainty.
Jesus cracked and broke through that concrete in order that both new insights and innovations might be included and marginalized and oppressed people treated justly.
This iconoclastic church is a blaze of vibrant and often contrasting colours, a wild and beautiful place… yet hardly restful.
The life of Jesus seems to me to be bigger than any single interpretation of that life. It is a painting bigger than any one canvas.
His Spirit cannot fit in any one church or every church combined. Tolerance and intellectual modesty are therefore important when trying to know Jesus.
These are the things that Christians really have in common, just as colours, brush, and canvas are the things that painters really have in common.
The barriers of history, culture, theology, political, or national differences should not obscure for Christians our unity of purpose.
Simply put that purpose is to splash and slosh, dab and dot, until the world is painted in love. Posted by Glynn Cardy at am 1 comment:.
We hold in our common heart and mind: our whenua, our communities, our whanau… The giggles of children… The sighs of animals… The smells of kitchens… The flicker of a smile… The incense of our gratitude perfumes the air like frangipani at dawn The cries of the little ones… The fear of the beaten ones… The grief of the wounded ones… The brutality of the powerful… The tears of our empathy water the pohutukawas of our resistance The beauty of holy space… The prayers of the pious… The transcendence of music… The passion of the committed… The embers of our courage are blown by the spirit of outrage to ignite hope Gratitude, empathy, and courage… may we uphold and be upheld by these… and hold out our open, wounded, and weary hands to others.
Posted by Glynn Cardy at pm No comments:. The following speech was given last night in the Auckland Town Hall to the graduates of one of Auckland's universities [UNITEC].
The faculties represented were Design, Performing and Screen Arts, Social Practice, and Sport. Tena koutou te whanau o Unitec. Tena koutou e Hare, e Ted, e Rick.
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