On Familiar Spirits

[A[ familiar spirit [is when you commune with the dead], and there is something wrong with that. But, sometimes it comes from faith, when it's an angel. But, you're not to communicate with the dead. That's a big no no. It's a form of idolatry. Most likely, because if the person is not in hell, you're communicating with an angel, and they can do nothing for you, save God will it. So, it's not something you should do. Though, angels do speak to the living---they call that a conscience. But that's holy guidance, and should be superseded by the Spirit. But so do demons; those are called intrusive thoughts or temptations. As Elijah had to be still, and hear the still small voice.

“I Came to Bring the Sword”

Child Prostitutes, gay orgies, rape, murder
Rome, you made all these things legal.
Thus, the citizens rebelled, and chose Christ.

Catamites, human sacrifice, war's captives sold for meat
Tenochtitlan you made all these things legal.
Thus, Tlaxcala and Tabasco rebelled, and chose Christ.

The Children of God

The children of God they say, are who inhabit the kingdom.
Remember the joys you had as a child, how life could be spent
Eternally, with that luster and beautiful affect?
You do a thing, and all celebrate it, no matter how austere.
You play, and live, and have joy at all time.
Do not commit infanticide, by telling your children
To grow old, and matured by the world's echoes.
For that is the beginning of hell, is growing
And losing youth's lusty sheen, and hope.
For as a child, every activity is grand, and sincere.
As a youth, your love is felt deep, and believed to be eternal.
Never lose that hope, or you'll be damned.
Never lose that childlike innocence,
For when rolled up in a ball, it will be an old man
Jaded, and spiteful... not a little child blessed
And though he throw the ball like a weak little child
God raises him up, and swings dawdles him on his knees
And celebrates. For Heaven we will all be children;
Like this, with youthful enthusiasm for all in the Kingdom.
Every youthful lust will be pure, every joy fully experienced,
Every activity fully new, and enthusiasm shall burn.
For, a man could live for eternity with a child's lust for life.
To experience all things new, and be wholly given to the moment
And not care about work, or the future, or the past.
Only the moment, with every moment fulfilling its full potential.

The Evolution of Faith

The Jews weren’t wrong, until they rejected Christ. They had the true religion, just like Abraham’s faith was true, before there were the Jews. And the Torah was not established until 1300BC, so before that, another religion—the religion of the Patriarchs—was correct. Just like when Christ shed His blood, the atonement switched from the Lamb to the Lamb of God Who is Christ.

The faith evolves, with more and more revelation of Who God is. In the time of Job, when Behemoth walked the Earth, there wasn’t much knowledge, but the faith was handed down by the Patriarchs. Then Abraham found God, and worshipped only Him, and established law in Mesopotamia. And His seed bore the Covenant, and the Jews were given the Law, so that only one people knew the God of all, but they transgressed, so Christ came and fulfilled it unto death and resurrected so the whole world could have true life.

Why Hell?

Well think about it this way, the only way you could have eternal life, is if you had Christ’s mind and righteousness. So, inherently, how are you going to receive that? Unless you choose to have it? Because human minds are fallible, and full of sin and doubt, and also nasty thoughts. Just think about all the nasty thoughts you have, and your anxieties on a daily basis. You don’t want that in heaven? So, you’re basically asking Christ to give you His body and His mind, with your Soul, and His Spirit, so you cannot sin, and therefore, will have everlasting peace.

Without it, even if you lived on Earth for eternity, it’d pretty much be hell. Because life without God’s peace is hell. So the more you drift away from Christ, the more like hell your life becomes. It’s not that “God doesn’t love sinners”, it’s that you have to choose God and His mercy, to avoid the wrath, by saying “I’m not good enough to be in heaven.” Because you’re not. You need Christ’s righteousness to live eternally, and be able to fully have pleasure and not sin. You also have to recognize you’re not perfect, and accept Christ’s Lordship in your life, as that’s the only way to receive mercy, is to accept God’s grace, and live with full understanding that you’re not worthy. As only that will produce the kinds of fruits necessary to gain access to the Kingdom.

Dairy Around the World

The first foods that built society, were Dairy, Beer and Bread. That's simply dull, to think that Neolithic humans didn't realize a delicious substance came from their herds, and then transferred that to more complex civilization. Basically, leftists don't like people being in civilizations. They really hate that, and want people to be wandering around in tribes, still in hunter gatherer life. But these are the same morons who say Math is racist, and subjective, and defined by our wants and needs. Not quite... I've studied a bit on this subject for about five years, so can rightly say Math is defined by Geometry, not simply arbitrarily decided by a few peons.

Literally, to describe Dairy's impact on the world, there's entire primitive economies built around dairy in Africa, and in the parts of the continent that can breed livestock, there's always been dairy. And the same thing goes for China, there's actually a specific breed of dairy cow that is cultivated there, down into southern Asia, and into Mongolia, where in Mongolia they literally have developed so much food products from dairy, their entire diet consists of it. Let's not even get into the Ancient Canaanites who worshipped the Bull, and that remnant is still in India, where they heavily use Dairy Products. I mean, how else does a cow get sacred?

Simply stupid people are making these claims, and nobody has enough sense to listen to why that's wrong.

And then you have all the ancient cultures that used to herd goats and sheep, which also produce milk, which in Mexico to this day, a huge product is dairy from goats and sheep, and yes, even cattle. It's just stupidity. These multiculturalists are the white people. That's what they don't understand. They are indeed the white privilege. Not the other way around.

Nero Abaddon

Nero, with your Pegasus,
You birth the Grecian and Persian Kings.
Persia says, "We are from thee,"
And Grecia says, "We shall wed."
Pharaoh makes peace with the Hittites
But the Habiru people migrate
From Egypt into Canaan,
And stir the entire world into war.
Grecia and Persia war to this day
The Phoenicians are the Grecians
And the Egyptians are the Persians.
And little Zion  makes her bold stand
Caught in the middle of their grand wars.

Human Seasons 2024: Echoes of Keats

Springtime comes in the youthful yen
Where every woman merrily bends
To the beautiful youth, with fantasies
Of love and loves, and nude.

Then summer is here, with thoughts of money
And status, and ink and pen is not so important.
The children cry, and are burdensome
Or they bring joy to the enlightened.

Then at autumn, the expenses of children's
Fortunes weigh heavily on the mind: had they raised
Or been raised, or are they bound by youthful lusts
Still in adulthood? Did fortune bestow its graces upon them?

Then at winter, one is utterly forsook by them
And foul, and old and poor, or old and rich
It does not matter, naked entered into the world
Dust shall be its end, and life was errant.

Spring, the progeny yen to seed their young
Summer, the progeny raise their young
Autumn, the progeny reap in the fortunes
Winter, children forget the kindness of their fathers.

We live in a bitter world;---
That is my addendum to Keats' masterpiece.

To Keats

A cup of milk in airy foam and Cappuccino sweet
With cherry cinnamon and maple syrup and vanilla stick.
I would sit across from you at table and lap up the froth
Sweet nectar of the Aromatic Excelsa and say to you my piece.
I would say, "Good poet, to do is what you speak
"And to say it well I see. No airy metaphor graces lips
"Except to experience the thing as it is."
I would sit back, and eagerly wait upon you
Who talks of beer and Gypsy maids, to address my apology
Of what makes your verse so beautiful.
For my head is in the deep clouds, but yours on the pier
To sit nigh the moonshined beaches, and lap a pint of cheer.
No grand thing, no intelligent design does come from your pen.
But, rather, beautiful and layered verse of life;
A life I cannot live, but would be merry to.

The Last Christian

"I am the last Christian on Earth.
"All have turned aside, and forgat.
"Life grew soft, and pleasant
"So that the Earth was paradise.
"Gross and lewd things became proper.
"Men learned how to play with death.
"The Magicians and Warlocks grew
"And Demons were the Science.
"I am the last Christian on Earth
"And I was the first Christian on Earth.
"I saw the World rejoicing
"With its squalor, bathing in lust.
"I realized, I truly did, in that moment,
"The faith was honest, sincere,
"And real. So I had peace like Noah
"Knowing the world needed Him;
"Though no rain would fall;
"Faith disappeared, and the reason why
"Was no one got what they truly wanted
"So they abandoned belief to pursue their lucre.
"To do evil, and therefore gain pleasure
"For doing good gave them none.
"And that is what the world was about.
"Pleasure."