Wonderful Matters

One of my favorite film characters is Napoleon Dynamite. He is viciously authentic, idiosyncratically imaginative, fastidiously cynical, yet wants to enjoy the most meaningful relationships even with his bullying detractors however grudgingly. How joyfully engaging is his support of Pedro as he tries to win that election. How bountifully sincere is his friendship with Deb, with Alphaville's "Forever Young" playing in the background -- just heart-rendering. I have a great affinity with this kind of person, much as I do with Cassandra in Greek Legend and of course Jeremiah in Biblical Prophecy. I've shared a bit about the latter already in this web ministry effort, and part of my characteristic personality is being intensely attuned to World-vs-Kingdom kinds of things. Not going to get much into that since this isn't about me. I would rather it to be about those significant things there for anyone to discover, as much as I am something of an impassioned discoverer a...

"...Hi-ho the derry-oh, a-trolleeing we will go." I'd say, oh, 97% of everything streamed through any kind of widely bilged media, mass and now social, is limited hangout plap spewed for the sole purpose of getting people trolleeing. Yes, that's trolleeing. Just about everything is a troll. In as richly Roman Catholicized this planet is, everyone who belches anything that is something of a mass of people can see, hear, or read -- it is a troll. That's it, that's all it is. And when someone responds, all they're doing is being a trollee. Then what . All that stuff about the federal government's USAID foreign aid used to mess with another country's political and economic stature? The stuff that demonstrates how much of a racket the Romanist force within the US government really is -- something millions of good wholesome Americanists have known about for eons? Just a fine limited hangout to make for the very best trolleeing. Some people seem to be tic...

Here I go again, right into the Trolling Minefield, stomping all over it in my bare feet. But, well, I'm committed to blogging every once in a while to continue to elucidate one of the most important Truth Rules of them all for anyone who will ask Christ to allow them to understand it: There is a Kingdom, and there is a World System. The System is made to look like the Kingdom but it isn't, by light years, and that window dressing is exclusively by the work of the Roman Catholic Ecclesiocracy. Unrepentant evildoers hate that, but that  evildoing institution must  be there to crack heads of those evildoers in myriad imaginative ways -- been doing so for millennia. The Kingdom, however, where Christ is, is where the authentic freedom, deliverance, salvation, contentment, and joy resides. It is only there, and you may only get there by accepting His invitation. That's it. All other attempts are mere trespassing. There, there's the thrust of my webzine work . Right there. I...

"It takes all of us to advance social justice."  This was on the chyron at the bottom of the Rams-Eagles playoff pregame show on Sunday. You must remember that the whole idea of "social justice" was invented by the Jesuits so academicians and bright smiley media personalities may virtue-signal about how much they are for government forcing people to hock it up for the little guy. Of course the NFL had been on the racialist gravy train for some time now, plopping those pithy sayings on the back of helmets, at the back of end zones, and in frequently broadcast virtue-signals -- you know the ones, all about how white people really need to get into their preferred struggle session because they are so racist and uncaring. The big-time Trump inauguration was today, and all I saw in the mass media and social media was how radically delightful everything will be. Or radically fascist it will be, depending on your political disposition. Everyone seems to be either lionizing ...