Wonderful Matters

Everyone seems to be breathing a little slower now that the 250 TH ANNIVERSARY OF FREEDOM WITH LOTS OF EAR-SPLITTING EYE-BLINDING MIND-BLASTING EXPLOSIVES is over. Whew. Quite exciting for sure, yet throughout it all still observing the obsessive fealty to the Great Americanist Americanism, I do feel sorrow. Anyone with any Scriptural insight sees that devotion to whatever is in the mythology is just the worship of another god.  I do feel that sorrow. This post is actually a quite personal one, because while I do understand, and know that God does miraculous things in the lives of those who genuinely seek Him, repent, and find the rapturous beauty and -- ahem, yes, wonderful liberation  -- in The Kingdom... While I do get all that, I do weep at times when I see all the stuff happening everywhere in the Catholicist Nation. That's just me. Some can take it, I think it just hits me harder for some reason. How much do I endure people spouting about how much lying there is out the...

I've found I generally don't blog a whole lot in May. One, I've just got so much to do as a teacher as a school year comes to a close. Two, there is so much about which to post that I can't even start. Three, I am planning to put together something of a home page piece for the summer, some of which will cover just a bit of the insanity swarming about. But I thought I'd just share a contrast related to the overwhelming nature of Data Center construction everywhere and the "AI" God it serves. I feel like putting it all in caps because in some measure those things are now proper nouns. Recently we attended the memorial services of a fellow follower of Christ, a wonderful lady who served faithfully as a missionary in some of the worst places on the planet. Afterwards I asked one of her cohorts about the most difficult part their efforts, and she replied without a beat, "The terrorist groups." Talk about persecution. The thing I wanted to note here in...

Because of the all the rage now about the presently elevated belligerence in the Middle East, the Pope recently said some things about war being very very bad. Taken as somewhat controversial, his good dutiful Catholicists then started trollee'ing like crazy, responding that sometimes we must fight and the Bible says people fought when needed and when there is evil we must fight it and this reason to fight and that reason to fight and so on. Trollees. Precisely what delights Rome to no end. It is indeed extraordinarily sorrowful that so, so many are just raging Catholicists either embracing that Body of Death like crazy or squealing loudly against it in some way or another. If they actually read God's Word with a deep abiding faith in Christ and as such listened to the counsel of the Holy Spirit which would be dwelling in their hearts, they'd get it. They'd get Kingdom things. The Roman Catholic-dominated World System zealots from the poorest to the richest simply don...

Recently a major professional sports player said some things that offended the woke hegemonic voices and forced their hand to proceed with the requisite cancellation. The team was holding one of its sadly now-quite-typical "Pride" celebrations, and he objected saying it was unrighteous. He did add that as a follower of Christ he could not in good conscience participate in such an event. Often players are expected to have rainbow-ish items added to their uniforms, and perhaps even spit up a good word about how much they respect the courage and experience of anyone embracing LGBTQ anything. Because the player said what he said, he was released from the team, and the team expressly and very publicly cited his remarks as the reason why, you know, "...for something-something detrimental to blah-blah." This has gotten some airplay in social media and throughout the sports commentariat. It hasn't been addressed so much in the mainstream legacy media, and I do believe t...

Wait! I forgot to add a critical component of The Great Big Club George Carlin famously riffed on a number of years ago in his viral routine. In my last post I'd mentioned that all the rich and powerful people are in a big club and "You aren't in it." I'd added that the club is really the Roman Catholic Empire and that whether you like it, tolerate it, or revile it to the point of wanting to blow it up, you're in it if you aren't in The Kingdom instead.  The emphasis was on the fact that even if you are part of the noble crusade against the evil oppressive imperialist fascist hegemony, you are a Roman Catholic,  merely because you are being delightfully played to do all the resisting and rebelling and obsessively intoxicating revolutioning so many thrill to do because they absolutely despise having their concupiscence called out by any judgmentalist forces. And Rome is there to respond in kind. "Don't box me in, copper!" -- Rome gleefully re...

"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 ...

The other day I was surfing on the car radio as I often do, and came across NPR for just a moment. During that brief time of checking out the latest System bilge, there was a short promo for what I believe they said was their "Marketplace" show. Here is what they said: "We represent perspectives and realities that..." I don't exactly remember what followed, but I'm sure it was about how great they are at virtue-signaling so you'd continue to listen and get your hearts and minds filled with richly exploitive plap.  The point, though, is this. Realities? As in, plural realities? Realit ies ? What have we become to be so consumed by this postmodern dreck. Supposedly super smart people over at the NPR stupidity mill churning out the worst of World dominion mind-control, in one word revealing the core nature of their dissipation. But precisely what its listeners want to hear. So touching, so caring, so inclusive and tolerant and smarmy. So nice of them to ack...

I absolutely had to put up a post simply with the image I saw at the ZeroHedge piece about yet another guy blapping about how rotten all the dollar exploitation is nowadays (a very veritable truism certainly) and how much we all need to move our asses and get into gold or crypto (just as veritable a truism that this is just as rotten). It doesn't matter what it is, the Roman Catholic Ecclesiocracy Racket will still be exactly like the image depicts. (Forgive me for not knowing who to afford attribution, but here is the page with that story and the image there about halfway down.) As I looked at this thing in all its splendid glory, I could only think of the rule established in all Roman Catholic dominated towns in Europe through the last few centuries, as really pretty much all of them were even at the height of the Protestant Reformation. The rule stated that no building could be erected that was higher or as high as the main Roman Catholic church building or cathedral. Really, ...

Today is the day everyone is supposed to indulge deeply in the 9/11 mythology, and with it the fantasy that with the good-hands team of the happy wholesome ecclesiocratic hegemony you are really actually truly a very good person, while those other guys over there -- see them, if you don't we'll point them out to you -- they are verry baaad . Let's all seethe about them together, shall we? I think of this day, however, as another anniversary, the 35th, this one of the day when I heard arguably the most sobering message from the pulpit I'd ever heard. Yes, it happened to be on September 11 too. I'd written about it in some length with this blog post from ten years ago , but here's just a bit about it and why I'm augmenting it with a brief post here. The first half of the message was about how wonderful Jesus' home small city was. Capernaum was the name of the place, nestled nicely right there on the northern shore of an idyllic sea, Galilee. There Jesus wa...