I think it started with Vietnam. It just shook the public how wrong we were for starting that war. The laxing of morals caused by the Free Love movement. And that sowed seeds of distrust in the public officials. It came like birth pangs. Timed more frequently with each wave. Then the Drug War got people used to unwarranted search and seizures. Then Reagan said “Greed is good”, which set the Republican platform. Then Columbine made people leery of guns, and made schools more restricted. Then 9/11 shook the public’s trust and made it too security conscious. Then the Patriot Act made us warm up to giving up our privacy. Then Obamacare passed, and ruined our medical system. And then Benghazi turned people weird, because it turned American politics into a circus. And Jodi Arias, and Jerry Sandusky shook the nation, making people feel constrained around children. And then the Freddie Grey killing, made people suspicious of the police. And then in 2015 the Woke thing began, with the safe spaces, and people started questioning free speech. And then COVID did the most damage, that was Trump’s fault. Then January 6th and George Floyd tore the country into two factions, and all the rioting that year. And then the Alex Jones Lawsuit confused people on the legalities of free speech. And then Western Europe started punishing people for memes. Now we have a whole litany of things Trump’s single handedly responsible for. Deregulating the market, allowing BlackRock to buy everything. Shutting down the country during COVID. Then in his second term, unilaterally demolishing the East Wing of the White House. AI becoming a huge thing. Defunding public welfare programs. Using people with half a trillion dollars to cut said programs. Trump invading Cities with the National Guard. Getting rid of Public Broadcasting. Discontinuing the Penny. And making threats at our allies. The unrestrained nature of ICE and its conduct in overreaching its jurisdictional boundaries. And then Trump threatening Greenland and Iran turned the whole world against us.
I’d say that's the whole of it, right there.
Author: B. K. Neifert
Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.
Buddha and Christ Compare and Contrast
Well, I have studied other religions. I don't like Hinduism because of the Caste System. I don't like Islam because it fights against the Jews and Christians. I don't like Buddhism because its founder was not perfect like Jesus was. I don't like Paganism, because I believe in one God, as it doesn't make sense that there'd be multiple gods all fighting one another. I don't like Shintoism or Zoroastrianism because they believe in Manichaeism. Same thing with Gnosticism. And I don't like the idea of Reincarnation either, so that strikes Buddhism or Hinduism out. I find it unfair to demand people live, and only suffer. I don't like the core teachings of Buddhism, either, that it doesn't express the joys of life, like Christ did, but rather derives all meaning from suffering. And I don't like Atheism, because it leaves a moral vacuum, and makes weird stuff start to appear and become normalized. And I would be Agnostic, if not for Jesus Himself, who was a superior sage to even Confucius, Buddha and Pythagoras. Which is why I believe, is because of Jesus. I think in order to know good, you need an example set, and Jesus is that Example. And you'd also need God Himself to instruct us on the right way to live and behave, which God did in the Ten Commandments and when He came in the Flesh as Jesus Christ, and taught, and lived and died.
It's also not about moral teachings. It's about Christ. Without whom, none of those other religions would even tempt me. Only Christ. Because of What He did, and Who He was. He didn't sit in a graveyard or on a battlefield, pining about life. He did something. And people witnessed this, and were willing to die for it.
It's not like Buddha didn't have some good things to say, he just didn't live the right way. Christ did, and without that example, we can't know how to live. We needed God Himself to live an example for us to follow. Without that, we couldn't know right from wrong, I'm very convinced of that. Because right now, with knowledge of Him decreasing more and more, nobody knows right from wrong. And the Gospels were witness of Him, living that life, and witness of Him fulfilling over 400 messianic prophecies. Meaning, He is the Messiah and Son of God.
Compare Christ to Buddha, Buddha was all talk. And the miracles he's said to have done are all icky, and don't have the beauty or simplicity of Christ's miracles. Christ talked, but what He did was far more glorious, and spoke more than any Sermon He preached. And the Apostles actually witnessed Christ perform those Miracles. And they died believing it. We have that accounted in history.
Comparing Jesus to Buddha, even the mythological Buddha, Buddha's kind of scary, and more like a warlock, than a genuine human being. He's more self serving than Jesus is, and doesn't pour himself out for other people. Which is the core problem I have with Buddhism, is Buddha himself. He's just all wrong, and kind of icky. Jesus, in the four canonical gospels, which we can prove came from eyewitnesses, is just more elegant. And has none of the excess that Buddha does.
I was reading the earliest Biography of Buddha, I guess the fact that it doesn't seem to have the authority of the four gospels, being four accounts by many different witnesses, all saying the same things, and then Buddha's teachings which seem to center around worldly pleasure and suffering... it's just I think Jesus avoids that topic altogether, and demonstrates a life worthy of emulating. Buddha in the biography I read, was all talk, and simply kept repeating the same thing over and over again. Jesus wasn't monomaniacal like that. He had diverse things to say, and centered His teachings around attaining full pleasure in Heaven. Which is affirming the spirit of Joy, rather than trying to inure you to life's suffering, Jesus told you to hold fast to the joys of the Kingdom, and thereby be strengthened by the pleasures of God's Kingdom and that hope.
Analysis of “Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College” by Thomas Gray
Verses 1 - 2.
Imagery of the college.
Verses 3-4
Henry the VI established Eton college, and here we begin to see the beginning of the metaphor. What College is for, that the college rests in Henry VI's holy shade, and the college is for science.
Verses 5 - 10
Imagery of the college, and the Thames river, showing a peacefulness, separating the college itself, from the academic learning.
Verses 11-12
Here we have the first intonation of a tone, set in the negative. "Belov'd in vain", sets the tone, of a negative experience. The college's education was not as splendid as the college itself, and its beauty.
Verses 13 - 14
The college occupied his childhood, and he was yet a stranger to pain. He was not yet taught the ways of the world, by the college. His innocence wasn't broken yet.
Verses 15 - 20
There is a joy there, of the college, a certain nostalgia. Of the college itself, and not the academic subjects, which get separated in the poem.
Verses 21 - 26
The students play there, and those are his fondest memories. Of the students playing, and frolicking, and being freed from the rigor of the academy. He's free, to marvel at the thames, and the architecture of the college.
Verses 27 - 30
The idle offspring of men and women succeed, to chase the balls, and play catch. I suppose there were balls, then, which the students would play with.
Verses 30 - 34
Here we get the first intonation of the academic side of the college. Not the idle play, and activities, not the beauty of the landscape, but what you're here for. And "Bring constraint/to sweeten liberty" is a negative wording of it, to bring "constraint" and "sweeten liberty" these two are juxtaposed with one another, to make "Liberty" a negative concept.
Verses 35 - 37
Some bold thinkers disdain the limits of their "Little Reigns", the limits of their imagination, what is theirs to grasp. And they venture into unknown subjects, and dare to "Catch sight of them." Their minds aren't proper for it, though.
Verses 38 - 40
They run, though, into these subjects, to "hear the voice in every wind"; they follow the voices of their books, and learning, and their teachers, and "snatch a fearful joy." The things they learn are a fearful joy, because they half understand it, and can only make mischief with it.
Verses 41 - 42
Their "Gay hope" is liberty, and a world of liberty, but it's "Less pleasing when possesst."
Verses 43 - 46
Their movement is short, and forgotten as soon as they shed a tear, and their vitality is healthy, and their witty inventions are new. (Though this isn't true: this is being written around 1742, so the movements of the enlightenment were just beginning, and he's critiquing them a bit. The philosophies are half baked, and not full yet, and won't have their fruition until 1776, and the Colonies are getting rambunctious over this new doctrine. Also, intonating the French Revolution. Just a foreshadow of the events to come about 30 to 70 years later that will change the world.)
Verses 47 - 50
They truly aren't thinking about the concepts, and are lolled to sleep, and have thoughtless days, and easy nights. Their spirits are poor, and they don't truly understand what they're being taught.
Verses 51 - 52
They do not know that these philosophies will spoil them. They play, and are victims to its ideology.
Verses 53 - 56
They have no care beyond the ills of the day, or ills to come, nothing beyond today. Around them, cultured by this ideology, are "The ministers of human fate" "Fate" is a strong word. The tone of the text implies something fiercely negative.
Verses 57 - 60
And misfortune is "Black" and "Baleful". The consequences of their beliefs. And they stand in ambush, to seize their prey, and are a "Murth'rous band!" Why are they murth'rous? They're being radicalized by the university, ready to fight because of half baked ideas. They are innocent, at the one end, not knowing what they are being used for, but also getting radical, and ready to murder for the things they have been taught.
Verses 61 - 64
The fury of their learning, shall be a passion, that tears, and it is a vulture of the mind. It brings disdainful anger, pallid fear, and shame that skulks behind.
Verses 65 - 70
Or they will be occupied with finding love, and not swept up in the movement, and made wan, and their cares will fade, and this pining and jealousy shall make them sorrowful and despaired.
Verses 71 - 74
The ambition of this learning shall tempt them to rise above their station, and whirl the "wretch" from high, and it will be bitter scorn, and like a sacrifice. The victim of their rage: the current status quo.
Verses 75 - 77
Falsehoods shall be tried, and hard unkindness of the learned behaviors an altered eye. It mocks the tear that's forced to flow. As in, their falsehoods shall be purified by academia, and this will make a hard unkindness in their eye, and it will mock the tears that are forced to flow from their ideology, and their learning. As in, they will be sharpened to think differently, and will lose the joy and innocence they once shared, shown in the beginning of the poem.
Verses 78 - 80
And when remorseful for the blood that they defiled, the moody madness shall laugh wild amidst their woes. By acting on their ideas, and the blood they will shed, it will make them mad, and woeful, though confident in their position, because it's what was taught.
Verses 81 - 84
So, the family of "Death" is more hideous than their queen--the ideas of Democracy are more hideous than their "Queen", than the royal order.
Verses 85 - 87
So this rage created by the enlightenment racks the joints, and puts fire in the veins. It makes every sinew strain, and it sends rage deep into the vitals.
Verses 88 - 90
And because poverty fills the band, and it numbs the soul with icy hands--that is hand quick to shed blood--and also slow consuming age causes this jadedness to occur, too.
Verses 91 - 93
Here, it's just saying all men suffer, and what we try to do to fix it, only makes things worse. So, be tender for another's pain.
Verses 94 - 96
Why should they know their fate? Why should they know their own poverty? Why should they be made aware of their lack of liberty?
Verses 97 - 100
Because happiness swiftly disappears when you're made aware of the world's engines, and thought destroys your paradise. Too much thought destroys the innocence of the previous stanzas. So, ignorance is bliss, and it is "a folly to be wise." Why? Because it ruins your bliss.
Thoughts:
I think this is the way of a mass movement, and how it starts. It starts in the intellectual spheres, and begins to move and matriculate. And Thomas is saying, "Why are they doing this? Why are they losing their innocence for this thing? Better to play on the fields, and study the beauty of the architecture of the buildings, and swim in the Thames, than get involved in the world's woes."
Gray, Thomas. Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College. Poetry Foundation. Web. 1.23.26 https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44301/ode-on-a-distant-prospect-of-eton-college
The Mercy Dog
The Mercy Dog
How strange is the war
Which trepanned the heads of men, women, children.
The mercy dog wanders the battlefield of the Somme;
There he lays dying in no man's land.
It is a strange thing, to contemplate.
The dog, the brown of a German's hair,
A hound shaped body, or a mastiff's,
And its red cross upon its shoulder.
It wanders, sniffs out blood
For men---this is the strange thing
See how strange it is
That a man lays dying from the wound
He took from another man---
Why do these men kill?
For Kings, Queens, Democracies,
Autocracies, Panopolies arrayed in rows
Firing mustard gas, its licking smoke
Maddening Prufrock, who probably should have died.
Yet, this man lies dying on the battlefield,
An Irishman, taking a wound in the head.
The mercy dog comes to him,
Lays down, as a bloody hand scratches behind its ear.
Soon, the fingers draw lifeless white,
And they stiffen.
The dog moves to the next body.
How strange it is, that men do this thing.
It is an alien thing that armies move across frontiers
And the obdurate faces of men having raped, murdered, stolen, killed,
They stand in their glimmering rows.
Afterward, their friends are lying dead upon battlements
And the Mercy Dogs, the Chestnut Mastiffs,
Wander to the wounded, wagging its tail
And what a wonder it is, to lie dying on the battlefield
To see life will leave you listless, to where will you go?
Heaven? Hell? You have fought in war;
The mercurial ichor drips from
The heathen gods you have slain.
The dog lays beside you, or it takes your cloth
To retrieve it to the medics, and lead them to your wounded corpse.
It is strange, know how strange it is,
That the man lies there, having been hurt by his fellow man;
He dreams of his Beautiful Redhead
The one he never had
The one he never made love to
The one... it was made his God.
Will he have her in the afterlife?
The dog licks the wounds of the dying man,
Its antiseptic tongue licking away the soreness by its breath
And where does the soul of those slain go
On the battlefield?
Young virgins, only twenty years old
Who have shed blood before the virginal flower?
"I do not want any kingdoms
"Or strange worlds vast...
"Simply, my only desire
"Was to have her naked body in my arms,
"And yet, I die never having shared in her warmth;
"I know not amatory's sting,
"And I die."
Neifert, B. K. “The Mercy Dog.” 2022.
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In 75 Years, America Had 3,000% Inflation
Ode to Winter
The frost makes firm the icy lake,
The samara twigs do break off;
The deer and rabbit prints of late
In the snow are made by paws.
The blackbirds sing their songs
And the bear do sleep at ease.
Love is burrowed in the fields
Where some creatures there do sleep.
The insects are all in the ground
And in peace, the trees art bare, surround.
No great thing disturbs me now
As winter is in her hoary home.
The furnace burns, and makes a fire
Keep it stoked at perfect coals.
Great harrowing war echoes there
And great sorrows the people have;
They are actors in great halls
And I feel that I am mad.
For I cannot but see them all.
Their faces are so stiff;
Pleasures are also dried.
I walk along the silvery path
And say, "LORD make me ever wise."
I cry to Him for pleasures true
As the lake whoops so divine.
The foolish of this world do skate
Upon thin ice to see.
That they are fools, but I, but I,
Am the fool of fools indeed.
For Trumpets blast in silence,
And the greatest are made small.
Petulant sinners are so dense
And the leaves do blossom wrong.
In the dead of winter, I at a green leaf pause.
"Why did they not listen? And why were they all false?"
Yet, the rabbit tracks and deer like hooves
Make a satyr print, I find.
The brother deer do lick the ice
And the squirrels there do pine.
And as I walk through this brave new world
I say, "It is not mine and never were."
For the great man wants to steal the prize
And the doctor wants there to be no cure.
Men say "Fascist" in the night,
But both sides are so obscure.
I wish this song were just 'bout winter
But, like Orwell I must be weird.
So, the whooping lake, no preternatural song;
I know 'tis not ghosts and choks.
©2026 B. K. Neifert
All Rights Reserved
How different number systems, relate to the same thing.
That’s a good question, and is the very foundation of math.
So, I’ll give it to you by relating it to Sine and Cosine. On a right triangle, if the hypotenuse is 1, the other two legs will equal something. And if you make a circle—hang on I’m going somewhere—with the hypotenuse, the legs will be equal to sine and cosine, based on the angle made by the hypotenuse and the cosine leg. So every single degree has a measurement for those numbers—which there’s no algebraic way to deduce, except through maybe pythagorean theorem or analytic geometry, but you also just have to measure it; which may also be what they mean by you can’t do a proof through algebra, except by trial and error
So, that number, which for sine of 60 degrees, the number is √3/2. So, in Roman Numerals or Binary, there will be a way to represent that. But the thing itself, is what the number actually represents.
So, in all things, a number represents a physical object. If Gravity, it’s Gravitational Force; if Mass or Weight; if Quanta; if atomic force or charge in a Chemistry Equation. So, those will represent the same value, based on the context of the equation.
Now a formula, is the next thing to learn. A formula is a shape, that relates to the numbers we measure, and it derives measurements for unknowns through logic, by figuring from what is known, to the unknown. As that’s what a formula is meant to do. A formula is the logic of a shape, so in Trig Functions, the formula is the shape itself, and the sine or cosine or tangent are the numbers we use, to derive information about unknowns. Such as to find area, or other side lengths. Which is highly useful. Because that’s what math is doing, is using known information, and logic, to come to conclusions about unknowns, because the logic of the shapes agree. And through ratios of the object’s similarity, we can augment this, or decrease it, to find new numbers.
Global Warming
February's Fay came on January 17th,
2026, this year. I saw a leaf bud already
On a neighbor's sickly tree. The temperature
Is 39 degrees, with a few days below 30.
Orion is where he should be.
And so is Goliath. I am wondering...
Why did our elites suddenly discredit it?
I saw those leaves on the sickly tree
Sprout in November. Very strange winter
We're having. Very strange weather.
Also, the Samara twigs are still hanging
On the trees, and some of the leaves
Haven't fallen yet on many of them.
A+B=C Conjecture And Fermat’s Last Theorem
1/17/26
That is like a pythagorean theorem, but I don't think a+b=c is the same as a^n+b^n=c^n. Basic algebra shows that you can't transpose exponents through addition. You can through multiplication, but they need to retain the same coefficient. You did create something like a pythagorean theorem, but in things like Heron's Formula, you see how when you multiply the numbers, it becomes different, and stops working. So, I think it's basic algebra to say that those two equations are different, and can't have the same number theory applied to them. Just because of how exponents work.
I also think to derive formulas, you have to do them through observing structures. A math formula is like a sentence. It describes a shape of some kind--which is why we use them in science--so I think the logic of a^n+b^n=c^n where n equals 2 is describing a specific pattern, where we discovered it through looking at a square. What a^3+b^3=c^3 would be, we don't know, but the logic is still valid, but it describes a specific shape. That's all our formulas are doing.
1/18/26
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I mean, if it's just saying arithmetic works, we just know it does. It's actually slightly different than a^n+b^n=c^n, if you want to get into the nitty gritty. But, if it's just validating the logic of algebra, we already knew this. It's just something we already knew. It's actually counterproductive to say we don't. You'd invalidate all of math doing that. And I think math works well enough, that we know it's valid.
But generally, exponentiation is a bit different than addition. Is what I'm saying. When you exponentiate, you do something a little bit different. Just like all four operations are different from one another. But, we know they work with absolute certainty, because they produce testable results. It's just something like division, where we see math work in all places, we know it doesn't need to be changed and take the leap into trusting it.
1/20/26
a + b = c has something to do with prime numbers. It's not about validating addition or arithmetic. I have no idea what it means. And I'm okay with that.
A Victor Davis Hansen Quote
Evil is ancient-- We both said it, never knowing one another.
Yet, what I was thinking about were the Romans and Aztecs,
And making them analogous to our current issues.
How we tend to, as Americans, remember our golden age
When the worst among us were better than today's saints...
For love abounded in those days, and I remember it well...
We tend to think it were the oldest--and it is actually--
But then I remembered Ransom's fight with Winston
And Perelandra's Eve saying the Devil's words were old.
Yet, I remember that Good is also ancient, and so I said
"Just like good."
For our homosexuals are ancient: and so is the rampant swindling...
It has existed in India forever, and Juggernaut would trample
The suicidal worshipper. It's just the better part was my first experience,
And innocence my first thoughts, like any true child.
So, we must remind ourselves, evil existed before us.