You have the same name
As the villain in Fahrenheit 451.
Let your name rot in infamy.
You single handedly are destroying free speech.

Alex is free to be wrong.
A defamation lawsuit
Only works, where the defendant
Is knowingly disseminating libelous information.

If he actually believes it,
And the situation is a matter of public interest
He is as free as I am to write this little coda.

Your name will rot.
And no, I'm not a conspiracy theorist.
I just understand the stupidity.

I prayed for you to meet me...
In prophetic verse you did greet me.
Yet, tangled with Jezebel you did your dance.
My heart hurts, and looks on with soldier's eyes...

You were a friend, instantly, yet she
Sought to fire her devices upon my brow---
She did not seek my life, but the barbarians
Whom she kept company with would hate my soul.

And you, taken with dry loves had forsaken our friendship.
I wish to comfort you; I wish to give you the bread of peace.
But, danger lurks on every corner, and the gnarly trap
Lays deep within your flesh---I cannot save you.

With knowledge you sinned, and severed from us
Divine friendship. I would hasten to help you
To bring you into fields of freshly grown moss
And pleasant water brooks. Yet, you sinned.

It was not you but the choices you made
And the danger you placed me in.
I must have hidden my soul from destruction
For you did your dance with Jezebel, 
And would not entreat my company in the woods
Where we could have fled the troubles of this world.

Yet, you also dashed my hopes to pieces...
You knew my dreams, and my divine purpose
And took to taunting me before my face
With all. You took my kindness and entreated it lightly.
You mocked me before my face---for that I could forgive you.
Yet, the company you kept, it is dangerous
And ready to fail---wishing to end the cycle of reincarnation
That immoral politics; for death was her highest hope
And not life. And you chose her instead of me.

I found Christ the day I believed, and loved Him fervently, my beloved.
I found His name as both Priest and King, in the book of Zechariah.
I saw him foretold, in Isaiah Fifty-Three, Who bore our gross sin.
I saw Him in Psalm Twenty-Two that soldiers would divide His Garments.
In Jeremiah, I saw was there a new covenant prophesied.
To be established in Abraham's seed, I saw that covenant nigh.
The serpent bit Christ's ankle, the Seed of Eve, I saw once in a poem.
Guanwu, a Chinese King saw darkness on Passover, and made Christ known.
Good and evil are both self-evident, yet Who but Jesus can judge?
Job cried out for a mediator between man and God, when sores rubbed.
Science and math's tautology need be established in God's wisdom.
Miracles exist in great numbers, which break man's laws and his theorems.
The stars are patterned to tell God's story, like a Child Christ had drawn.
In order for there to be real love, God must be believed and His Son.

What Ought be Censored:

Real violence.
Unsimulated sex.
Foreign entities also should not own American Media Corporations.

What Ought not be Censored:

Everything else. 

Dear,
Hank and John

I owe a huge part of my education to you. John, I knew you were a Christian. I've followed you for a long time. Since the beginning of your career. I watched Mental Floss and Crash Course. I watched the Vlog Brothers. Hank, I love Sci-Show.

How dare they censor your work, John. For obscenity? Your work is beautiful. I don't yet have it on my bookshelf, but it will be on there someday. I promise. Paper Towns will be on my bookshelf. 

You represented something good about the internet. A prevailing curiosity and sharing of valuable information. I could learn everything and anything on the internet. I could unravel the mysteries of the poets. I could find any piece of information, ever, on Google Books. 

I represent freedom of speech. On that hill I die on. You are a fellow Christian in my book. Christ cussed, if you didn't know. He said, "Fox", which was like calling Herod an "Ass". They referred to a certain menstruos cloth in the Prophets, which would be more foul than saying "Shit." It literally says the phrase "Piss'th against the wall" several dozen times in the book of Kings, in English. John Bunyan said "slut." C. S. Lewis said "damn" and even blasphemed a couple times in his earlier works. G. K. Chesterton said a word which I will not repeat, unless I'm placing it in dialogue. It's the only word I ever censored in any of my work. You're in a long line of Christians who used potty language, including God Himself in the Bible.

It's not old. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles offended parent groups, and so they ruined the franchise. Bambi offended the NRA, thus, they tried and failed to sue Disney. Censorship is evil. I don't care if it's Antifa or Black Lives Matter or my very own Christians who do it. The world is being destroyed by censorship.

Can we both agree that full blown pornography---unsimulated sex---and full blown violence---real live killings and assaults---ought to be censored? I find that okay. But, a naughty word? A naughty idea? I see nothing wrong with bleeping out a cussword on live T.V.. Do you? It seems we had this licked in the 90s and 80s. People were free to make whatever they chose, there just was a rule about what you could broadcast with regards to foul words, sex or violence. It couldn't be real. That was the only stipulation. And, rightly, I think it's okay to censor that. I may differ there.

But, a book? Why not have the firemen come and burn people's houses? I hate Nietzsche. But, I've learned the most valuable proof of God's existence by reading him. Without it, I could have never proven God exists, or the reason why we need Him. As, that idea is valuable to me. I disagree with it, just like CRT---but, I ought to listen.

Frankly, I knew censorship was happening on the left---today I'm seeing it on the right. Both wings are crushing the middles and centers. 

Your books are precious to me. As are Nietzsche's and Freud's and Kant's and Byron's and Lichtenstein, and the countless poets who will come after me. So much was possible, and still is. I want to nurture a young black man, to go to Africa and write their epics. I want an African mythology like Ovid. I want an Asian mythology, too. And I want Ovid. The world is getting smaller, and we need to share each other's literatures. Not be offended by them.

G. K. Chesterton said it, and I will too. In the early days it wasn't the church that censored, as they were greedy to copy down everything they could from existing sources predating the fall of Rome. It was what Scholars did, was compile sources, and translate old works of literature. It's how we have Beowulf and Aristotle and Plato and Ovid and the Iliad and Odyssey. I think that's the job of a monk, to find God interwoven throughout all things. As my faith was never hindered by dissent, but I found God in the critiques they laid. In saying "Darius the Mede never existed" I found him. He is Darius I, as Daniel is written out of order. Why? That's an important concept. Because God is not a pedant. And I think we need to know that. And for that, I think we need not censor, nor inhibit genius. But, that is the American way as of late. To inhibit genius, and make it only for a privileged class. Instead of one hundred thousand cobblers whose genius it was to make shoes, there are five companies with a patented design which all shoes are based. A few outliers. But, as was said on a specific TV show, when women who made beautiful jeans wanted to get funding for their project, "That's a saturated market." They were good jeans. And, they worked. But, because there were no jeans able to be made---all of them were Levi and Wrangler---they couldn't make Jeans. Not successfully at least. Understand?

I watch this movie about once a decade. I watched it once with a friend at the beginning of the 10s, and I watched it on Netflix the other day. I have the VHS.

This was the movie I watched as a kid. This and Star Wars were my two favorite movies. I had thought that bad guys wore helmets and masks, and wore capes until I was about five or six. That was my vision of bad guys; Shredder and Darth Vader.

The truth is, I've heard some people call this a silly movie. Well, it's no less silly than Star Wars Episodes I - VI. And given the thematic texture of the story, the good acting, the splendid characterizations, the human touch of complex relationships built within a stunningly short amount of time... This is actually a good movie. You have to be a prude or curmudgeon to say otherwise.

I'd say, it's a good movie for many reasons. The action seems well thought out---I mean, what action sequence in any movie is hyper realistic---we don't want real action in movies, as that's kind of sick to watch. Do we want Steven Segal or Daredevil action sequences in a Ninja Turtles Movie? The action it did have offended naredowells in parent's groups, spoiling the franchise. And despite all that, it is believable through the tone it carries. As a child of the 90s I watched A-Team and Knight Rider, and yes, even Star Wars--- The tone they took was realistic enough. As that's art's purpose, is to produce a tone that mimics real life. That's what textured this movie, was a believable atmosphere and tone that felt gritty, but not overly so, so the movie would have to be R rated.

Compared to modern movies, the movie is well formatted, very well plotted, very tangible as a comic book movie. I mean, the Foot could be something quite menacing, as when I watched it recently at 32, I realized how complex the villains were. They were not two dimensional, but were on the dimension of a true threat. They were ninjas, using their stealth to steal. That's a pretty complex idea, and one that could put ninjitsu to use. More than that, the teenagers were a perfect demographic, of kids in their teens becoming the scions of this organization. As, who ultimately joins gangs? People don't think about it like that. The Foot has a very realistic and believable texture that hits me every time I watch the movie.

All in all, it's not Scorsese, but it is a genuinely good movie for what it is. I mean, really, movies like this are what make cinema great. And what killed the franchise were overburdened parents who probably think Loony Tunes are violent... So, we can take them with a grain of salt. But, if you want to know why the following movies sucked in comparison, well, it was because of parent groups protesting the violence in the movie. And, I happen to like the action sequences because they kept me interested. Indiana Jones, Star Wars, etc, etc, etc, those movies are great because they are nonstop action. That's what we want in movies, but Ninja Turtles does what modern movies cannot, and that's weave a complex texture of plot and theme through the movie. Which, is probably why modern movies are failing right now, for the lack of theme and texture. Ninja Turtles was good storytelling, and it shows.

The Dumbest Man Alive

If I am the dumbest man alive,
For believing in God and that He is Jesus,
For believing that Magnets can be used to produce energy,
For believing that Thorium is a good source of energy,
For believing in Solar, and Wind, and Geothermal,
And Ocean Current Generators, and the such;
For believing in monogamy, and chastity
And gravity batteries, and heat batteries,
And sterling engines, and static electricity as a battery,
And super capacitors, and tachyons
Conductive metals in water as batteries and beta crystal batteries,
While scorning divorce and disagreeing with gay marriage---
If I am the dumbest man alive for 
Believing that Cold Nuclear Fusion is possible
And that the Law of Thermodynamics does not apply at a quantum level,
And for studying geometry and certain base elements of physics,---
If I am the dumbest man alive for trying to give meaning to poetry
And believing that plasma can lift an aluminum craft
And believe in Utilitarian political economies
And Labor Backing currencies
And not believing in crypto currencies
And being in support of the U.N. Human Rights Charter and United States' Constitution
While believing that technologies which modify the body are unethical---
If I am the dumbest man alive for believing in ethics
And believing kindness, love and peace spread more joy
And that life has meaning in love and God...
For believing in antigravity, maglev trains, and
If I am the dumbest man alive to believe that good choices 
Make you rich in free societies, and bad choices hinder
And that if this were not true, the society were corrupt,
If I am the dumbest man alive for believing that race ought mean nothing
And that men and women are fundamentally different...
If I am the dumbest man alive
Then I'm afraid we've reached the end of progress.
Where can man possibly go if all progress, all common sense
All truth is considered unscientific, and made a mockery of?

Written words are so bare---
Let some thoughts exist
Which will be unrecorded.
Speak them, in oral poetry
Which cannot be censored.
Learn to hone your life
In listening, and short phrases.
Learn to be interested in others.

Poetry is my voice, and I am tired of it.
Rather, I like to listen to a thousand voices
All speaking their minds---I miss it.
Other people's wisdom.
Let me be silent now,
And peer into my silent lips
With wisdom spoken by others.
Attune to the oral poetry
Of life, and stop writing every thought
Every detail---the robin was beautiful
Upon the deck, its fat belly filled with eggs.
Yet, speak a word of poetry or two
Which can be for only one or two ears.
Do not, always, be recording your thoughts.
Do not always be throwing your thoughts
To the wind. Who is it for?
Listen, why don't you?
Listen to the wind, the voices of the ones you love.
Listen, and you will feel the swelling within your ileum. 
If I be a poet, I must learn to listen.
For only by listening, have I anything worthwhile to say.
And say some things once, and don't write it.
Say things once, for one ear, for one time
Let it evaporate, and return later as a planted
Seed. Then, be silent, as the rain comes
With the lightning's fertilization
And it comes with a mellow silence;
A tattoo of pitter patter tapping against the roof.
Listen to it, and the voices of those around you.
Stay silent.
For speech destroys the pleasant reverie;
It disturbs our peace.

There was a good man, who was poor.
He waited for work every day, for daily hire,
Yet for his appearance and poverty
None would seek his hire.

The LORD walked by him, seeing his poverty
And his good heart, and thought to lay a test,
"This man's people have been sorely treated
"And I shall give him the just recompense
"Of his ancestor's dearth. I shall fairly treat him."

Thus, the man received just compensation
For his ancestor's slavery, and the LORD was pleased.

Yet, he had no lack whatsoever,
He began to oppress his neighbors
He began to steal,---having his heart fattened
By the wealth his ancestors had lost
He began to become wicked, and his good heart
Was turned toward evil and malice.
Until, he had killed a man in cold blood.

The LORD looked upon the Earth, and said,
"Even if I give these people what they deserve,
"They shall destroy themselves with it.
"Therefore, I cannot give it to them,
"For they have hearts prone to doing evil
"And must first learn to stop oppressing themselves.
"For, there are ample opportunities for them to be rich
"But low, their oppression of their brethren
"Causes them to have wayward hearts
"And causes them to shed blood, which I have not commanded them."

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