Saturday, January 05, 2019

"Impeach the M----------r!"

Recently a new Congresswoman inaugurated her term with a quite celebrated commitment to begin her federal government work by moving on impeaching Donald Trump, or as she called him, that "m----------r!" Why of course Trump is a m----------r! He's racist, he's uncouth, he's chauvinistic, he's imbecilic, and of course he's an angry old white male. "Why of course!!!" we're all supposed to gleefully affirm.

Thing is, when this young lady, Rashida Tlaib from a district that includes part of Detroit, calls Trump a m----------r! is she herself perfectly absolved from being one herself? If you're going to call someone a name, better be sure you can't be guilty of the same. Seems to me Jesus said something similar, something along the lines of "Let she who is not a m----------r! cast the first m----------r! slur."

She is wedded to the Democrat party, and as such I presume -- though forgive me if I am wrong -- a progressive liberal who believes in forcing people to cough up much of their hard-earned income to give to others no matter how irresponsible they've been or how much they've been exploited by well-meaning Congresswomen so there will be no "income inequality" ever again. I'd say she is probably for "women's reproductive rights" which is code language for mothers murdering their own children in their very wombs. I'd venture to say she's also in favor of keeping Trump from having his pesky wall at the border -- how could you keep anyone from a developing country from enjoying all of the fruit of your labor while contributing little, even if there are five billion who would enter our country if they could to benefit from this largesse Tlaib and her cohorts will ensure you provide?

At this point you'd think the phrase "She's the one who is the m----------r!" would be rolling off my lips. Well, you'd be wrong. For one, I can't say she's anything like that because I've been one too. I simply can't cast the stone either. This brings tremendous relief, a joyous sense of freedom from the pressures of defending myself from the m----------r! claim. You're right, I confess.

For two, while the things Tlaib favors are indeed heinously evil, she does so at the behest of System Operatives who've put her in that position to fulfill her duties as such. I have nothing to say about that. Those things are ordained by God Himself to be done by the legacy of the first human sacrificer. Ironically both Tlaib and Trump are charged with the very same task. Tlaib does it her way, and Trump does it his way. In fact for the most part all they spew to revile one another is just part of the show. Trump is a fine reality star, and Tlaib is getting her first taste of the spotlight.

But everything the System does is already established. Has been for millennia.

All this is just theater so those who refuse to be in the embrace of the One Who Frees From All That may have their affairs proficiently managed. Tlaib and Trump make mollifying the effects of our sinfulness a bit more entertaining. It doesn't make it any less destructive. The lapdog populace thrill to the antics, but the many who do not have Christ are still subject to God's judgment.

Jesus is the only way to not be a m----------r! He's it. Tlaib and Trump and all the others will do their thing, certainly, but whatever that is pales in contrast to the beautiful, glorious Kingdom.

It is simple. My devotional this morning featured the third chapter of John. It just isn't that hard:

"The Father loves the Son and has placed everything in His hands, whoever believes in the Son has eternal life, but whoever rejects the Son will not see life, for God's wrath remains on them."

Monday, December 31, 2018

The Mary Poppinsists, Addendum

I wanted to briefly add a few notes about my last blog post, the one about the latest Mary Poppins excursion Mary Poppins Returns.

If you look and want to see clearly you'll easily note that the film presents a powerful version of the reigning religion belonging to those captivated by that Harry Potter desire to heroically affect things by their will outside the bounds of any of the more mainstream religious considerations -- ugh, too constricting. I want to be able to make my own way and do it by the most ethereally imaginative means.

I don't believe many know the origins of this religion, and I think most would be surprised it is most prominently diffused into the World through the ecclesiastical institution right around the corner from their homes. As much as they may rail against the Roman Catholic organization for its rigid behavioral expectations, it is the one that promulgates their own gnostic, spiritist, and radically selfist perspective.

Back in April of this year, the one ending today, I snapped this photograph of a wall with major motion picture posters at the movie theater we visited. I particularly liked this one: the individual in the center poster is the Pope, the charismatically popular leader of the alt-religion movement, yet off to the left is Emily Blunt's Mary Poppins, and her look is quite striking. It's as if she's giving a nodding consent to Francis' role in keeping as many people from Christ as he does -- in this case through a delightful children's movie.

I also wanted to add a note about my remarks on the racism of the racialist dogma pervading everything today. I've been working at giving up calling anyone a racist, or trying to have to defend myself from racism. It is too daunting, and the task merely fuels the racialist obsession.

Instead my position is this one, the one I feel is the biblical one: I am a racist, I acknowledge that, and I know the only way out is through the blood of Jesus Christ. I am a sinner saved by grace, as they say, but it is indeed a quite veritable reality. It is only by His power and presence that I may not be a racist anymore, because He loved me with a love that extends to everyone else. I have nothing to say about racists because I know why they are, but now only wish them the same freedom I now have from that enslavement.

Many others are racist too, certainly, but they aren't racists because they fit any of a dozen classifications the World makes it feels qualify them as such -- you are because you're privileged, you are because it's systemic, you are because we must have our crusade against it. They are racist because they are sinners. I do have a heart to share with them too the Only Deliverance from such bondage, but they will only come to Him if they themselves have their own reckoning irrespective of what I say.

In my ministry I may share enough with another individual, that is fine, and the Holy Spirit may convict, that is a very good thing. I'm always praying that happens, maybe with a reader coming across these words right now. All I want to be is a humble Kingdom-bringer introducing another to His forgiveness, lovingkindness, and mercy.

I also know that my battle isn't against flesh and blood but against the powers and principalities. It isn't even against the ordained hegemonies doing the Devil's work, God lets them carry out their assignments for those who want them to do so, for those who have said they want nothing to do with God. So be it.

I say this because it may seem I have animosity towards Hollywood mandarins like Lin-Manuel Miranda -- I don't. I only sorrow that he and millions of others are so hypnotized by the World Ops sworn to seduce them. No worries, it is what they do, it is their job, from the Pope through the POTUS (and any major Hollywood studio executive) all the way down to the local city bureaucrat and neighborhood banker. They are beholden to the responsibilities given them by those most industriously doing the work of the authorized powers and principalities.

In my webzine work and blog effort I do hope readers see all of it for what it is, and turn to Christ.

Oh, and by the way, that edge of the movie poster on the right, in the photograph, I've also thought about that. The handle of an umbrella perhaps, situated in the poster like that. I wonder about the meaning of that...

Saturday, December 29, 2018

The Robust Religious Fervor of Mary Poppinsists

The Mary Poppins tale is an extraordinarily enticing one.

Last night during our Christmas season vacation downtime I went with my family to see the latest film, the first real Disney sequel to the original. 54 years later, they put together one they thought would be a worthy offering.

It wasn't. It was long, dry, and tedious. The music was utterly forgettable, quite unlike the genius score of the 1964 classic. The acting was uninspired, with the exception perhaps of Emily Mortimer -- and no, Emily Blunt as Mary was so affected it took away from the genuine charm of the character. Julie Andrews' rendering drew no attention to herself even though she never denied who she authentically was. Blunt's character, meanwhile, was always looking at herself in the mirror and while there may have been some point to that, it only made her appear uncomfortably vain.

This was merely a re-imaging of the original, and I was afraid of that. I was hoping for something fresh and invigorating -- no, it was just disappointment throughout. They pretty much did the number with the carousel and penguins in the park only here it was a vaudeville show, they did the number with the chimney sweeps only here it was gaslamp lighting bicyclers, they did the number with the joke-telling uncle only here it was the eccentrically goofy cousin, and at the end of the film they did the number with the kites, only here it was balloons. Annnd... yeah.

There was virtually nothing originally imaginative at all. And this is one of the distressing things about what this film demonstrated -- it is that creativity in Hollywood appears to be dead. The people working there are so consumed by political correctness and identity politics browbeating that they've jettisoned every inventive and imaginative bone in their bodies.

One of the bank examiners was a black man, and trust me, there is nothing wrong with any race playing any character (see why I have to say that, so the thought police doesn't ring me up as racist) -- the problem is in movies when you're staying true to the times or culture depicted you may simply have to racially discriminate. The biopic on Martin Luther King Jr. will justifiably discriminate against all white persons in its casting for the lead role. Those casting for the biopic on Abraham Lincoln will most likely discriminate against anyone of Asian descent.

Not only did I not buy into this casting decision because it never would have happened in early 20th century London, but they went ahead and made this black character the good, principled bank examiner, while of course the white ones were the evil miserly scoundrels. Again, portraying any racially minority character as good and principled is not a bad thing at all, it's just I know why they did it. It is because Hollywoodites are so consumed with making themselves look good by trying to give us some object lesson that black people are good. Sorry, but this is offensive to black people.

Many, many black people are very, very fine people, and it is not because Hollywood has sanctimoniously portrayed them as such. They are because they are. And many, many white people are very, very not racist. Yet Hollywood continues to feel it must hammer the filmgoer with the idea that it is their job to instruct us about how racist whites are and how good blacks are and all whites better start listening to us morally advanced people about that and all blacks look at us we've got your back. Sorry but this is offensive to anyone who genuinely wants integration and reconciliation -- it has just the opposite affect and generates distrust and suspicion.

This may be considered a minor thing in this film, I understand that -- but it is plainly another example of the ugly racialism that reigns in the Hollywood-imbued social milieu.

Yes, indeed, it is a religion.

And this religion of the Mary Poppins followers is quite a powerful one.

There is a name for it, and it is indeed woven in the thoughts and feelings of those who do not understand and know God, or who treat him like a fairy tale character that they may particularly like because, you know, it's the one Mom and Dad told us we're supposed to like, or because he's kind of the main guy of the peculiar religion of some people it is best to politely humor, you know -- don't want to be too mean since we are the enlightened ones you know.

It is called gnosticism, and it is insidious as all get out.

Mary Poppins and all her devotees are exceptionally refined gnostics, and they may not even know it.

Modern-day gnosticism is the idea that one may have an inner light to know more than anyone else and to make things the way you want them to be in your world. The material world is the lesser and the only thing that means anything is the way one may be tuned into the spirit world. Mary Poppins Returns was a gnostic masterpiece, and again profoundly entrancing -- who wouldn't want to dive into a beautiful underwater paradise, dance with delightfully idiosyncratic cartoon characters, or take a balloon ride to the clouds -- which, by the way, to me was terrifying because I kept thinking, what if they accidentally let go of the string? As they rose higher and higher I simply couldn't help but ask: What apparatus did they have to allow them to get back down?

Yes, it's a fantasy, I know -- just go with it. But even with fantasy suspension of disbelief must be respected. Most of the fantastical events in Returns were just contrivances, and very annoying.

See, the original Mary Poppins at least stayed grounded to a large extent, keeping the main flow of the story going: how Mr. Banks would renew his relationship with his children and find joy in life again. If author P.L. Travers' intentions are accurately depicted in the film Saving Mr. Banks then it is not hard to comprehend why we so viscerally feel that vibrant relational meaning and family bonding theme in the story. This film made an attempt at that but just failed miserably, some because there just isn't that connection -- this plainly feels like Disney is just cashing in on the popularity -- and much because the direction was disjointed and unfocused.

The modern gnostic thread was just too pronounced however, it really is the Hollywood religion. It was especially pronounced in the metaphorical nature of the gaslamp lighting and Jack's "Trip a Little Light Fantastic" song. The actor Lin-Manuel Miranda is wildly famous for his Hamilton musical (probably the most celebrated racialist paean out there), and in real life he has demonstrated his enthusiasm for sodomism. The film features a scene and accompanying music about turning the world "turtle," and the entire room goes upside down. These kinds of things are subtle but clear gnostic messages that you should explore other sexual expressions than the one that is "right-side up" so to speak. How fun and liberating it is to go "turtle"!

Please, it is just harmless fun, innocent and carefree diversion. Please! You take it all too seriously.

Yeah, I do that. But I only do it because it is just in my blood to share what I see so that some may be aware of how they're being played. Indeed it is that much more dangerous when this stuff comes through the mildest, simplest, funnest children's fair.

Needless to say there was never a mention of Christ, and sure some will say He doesn't fit in the Mary Poppins story. I believe this is only because we've all already been convinced the gnostic storyline is the only one that works. Never mind that in Victorian England many people were very devout Christians.

So here is yet another spectacular Hollywood rendering of the gnostic, humanist, atheist, and in this one magical, spiritist, occultic way things are or should be. It'd be great if everyone thought this version of the Mary Poppins phenomena was as dreadful, maybe they'd actually see the Disneyfied gnostic dreck for what it is, but I'm afraid there are still legions of fans who sincerely thought this was anything worthwhile.

And they do so at their great peril.

I have to add here that in my devotional this morning was this verse, and I'm including it much because as you see the title of this blog endeavor is "Wonderful Matters." It is from the 25th chapter of Isaiah:

"Lord, you are my God: I will exalt you and praise your name, for in perfect faithfulness you have done wonderful things, things planned long ago."

In contrast to Mary Poppins, God does actually do the wonderful things we want, in real actual reality. No, He won't defer to demons disguised as fun-loving magicians. He does love you enough to give you what your heart truly does desire.

Thing is you've got to ask Him.

Saturday, December 01, 2018

The Religion of Jesuitism

I keep thinking about things I could post in relation to my latest home page piece. Every day something comes to mind about the way of the World that would be a fine contrast to the Kingdom that beckons all who genuinely want Light.

This one is just about as good as any, a piece from the webzine punditry aggregator Townhall, "The Religion of Leftism" by Allie Stuckey. This young lady is a bit better known for making brief satirical videos ridiculing the inanity of the most prominent leftists.

She does a fine job of elucidating those insidiously destructive things so many people crusade for, things that are quite characteristic of "leftists." But as I read through this piece another time, I thought something.

What would happen if I replaced the word "leftism" and any form of that reference with the word "Jesuitism."

And I read through it again.

It fits perfectly.

All these things are the ways Jesuits behave when addressing anyone who comes to them with emotional, spiritual, political, or commercial concerns. Please look at the history of Jesuit activity, please take an inventory of the things said to you by Jesuits or those well-trained by them to parrot all these things they are told to believe and blither.

It is no wonder the Jesuits are so successful with their System programming.

Here's a perfect example: "While leftism may not require personal responsibility, generosity or morality, it does demand everything of its devotees. It aims to conform the mind, the heart and the soul fully to its agenda." Stuckey does admit every cause expects some measure of devotion, but the Jesuits writ large have a very strict policy of hypnotic adherence to their organization and its leadership involving blood oaths. No wonder leftists and Jesuits alike are so into other-sacrifice.

The poor must be taken care of, so others must be forced to sacrifice the fruits of their labor. Women must not feel exploited, so their unborn babies must be sacrificed for their convenience. Past racial injustices must be remedied today, so older white males must be denigrated by sacrificing their self-respect to achieve an interminable corporate purging.

Read the rest of it yourself, with "Jesuitism" inserted in the appropriate places, but it will only make sense if you understand the Order's authorized purposes and programs, you're well-versed in Scripture as the guidebook for comprehending their legitimate activity, and you are protected in the blood and righteousness of Christ.

Otherwise you're just another human sacrifice slab on the Culture War's altar.

Saturday, November 03, 2018

The Fearful Season

As we get closer to a supposedly extremely important election this upcoming Tuesday, there is one thing that resounds through all the hype.


Everyone is fearful of everyone and everything. In some way or another, the expressions of rage and disgust broadcast from all sides really amount to a whole lot of fear. You can cut it with a knife it is so thick.

And yet in the national psyche there is a palpable desire to seethe and holler and scratch and claw about the favored cause -- it is so righteous! And it feels sooo good. The most typical is "Trump is a Nazi!" accompanied by the contrasting "Trump is making the country great!"

Oh that these seasoned Catholicists would see the oppressive fear the authorized World Ops are interminably generating and turn authentically to The One Who Frees From All That.

I don't have much time to blog, I just have so much to do with family and work, I think I've reminded my readers of this a number of times. Oh that I could post more on these things and elaborate. I so want to share about the beauty and glory of The Savior, and I do a bit elsewhere online at my webzine -- check it out.

But I will write this real quick.

I've frequently mentioned that part of the sixth chapter of Isaiah that is repeated a number of times in the New Testament, that part about seeing and hearing and understanding to be healed. Oh that people would see and hear and understand, and then they'd find Him and the richest succor for their souls.

What is so fascinating is that after studying that passage from Isaiah in our Bible study I finally realized why God said it like this: "Tell them to keep being blind and deaf and foolish, otherwise they may be healed." I'd always wondered why He'd say it like that. With the "tell them to keep being blind..." and all part. He's telling Isaiah that. Huh.

Well the rest of the passage in the book of Isaiah has the answer. Go ahead, pull out your Bible and read what it says after all the tell-them-to-stay-blind stuff. There in the sixth chapter.

It was because those blind deaf fools needed to see what happens when you continue to be blind and deaf and foolish -- utter and contemptible desolation of their land and livelihoods. God is essentially saying, "It's on you. You have been given all the bountiful wonders of my blessing and you've thrown it all away with your wickedness. You can try to see and hear and understand but if you don't see the consequences you still won't get it. And the healing that would come means absolutely nothing."

And you know what? What happened in Israel is happening in the U.S. right now.

How many people call on the name of the Lord for healing? I'm not saying there aren't any, but we live in a nation with such wealth and prosperity and yet it's being torn asunder from the extraordinarily benighted crusades for or against socialism, sodomism, sexualism, and racialism. Doesn't really matter who wins, it's that the country will destroy itself if it keeps up. But yeah, it's what the World does to itself. It has been doing it for many millennia.

The only way out is calling on the name of the Lord. The antidote to the fear is the Kingdom.

But maybe people need first to behold the stunning brutality of the requisite murdering one another when seduced by the World's precepts.