Worlds

Every person you meet,
Has within them a life experience.
It constructs within them
Their knowledge...
Suffering to suffering
Joy to joy...
The world around them becomes.
Many sins lead to many sorrows
And many right deeds lead to many joys.
The world is what it is, always,
But subtly, we perceive it differently.
Language molds around reality
And many worlds converge
Many wills do battle
To have supremacy.
Yet, there is what's real...
One will can stifle another and ruin them
And it is often the lamb who is God's chosen;
The barren one with a barren womb;
The woman rejected by her suitor
Married to him, but widowed by rejection.
And she goes through life
As Zion, a heath in the wilderness
Encamped and bound to laws she doesn't understand.
And then, the LORD reigns supreme
And His will is sovereign over all else.
He aligns the stars, he keeps the constellations in orbit.
He reigns, and keeps the worlds in their proper spheres.
And we do battle with the demons
And wrestle them like Britos and Beowulf;
And when we take on our full armor,
The sword of the word,
The shield of faith,
The gauntlet of charity,
The shoes of readiness to share the gospel,
The belt of truth,
The aegis of righteousness,
The helmet of salvation;
We slaughter the foes and princes who wish to do us harm.
And we wrestle with them, and win.
And it is by God's will alone, we are empowered,
And through rest in His will, we are made appropriate.
There is no other way to win.
Then she gives birth to many right nations.

Time to Talk About the Internet

There are thousands of things we're forgetting because of it. Literally, core concepts in math, such as Geometry's relation to Algebra, or contextual based reading skills... we're losing it.

I don't understand how we've become so dull, but I think the answer lies in the fact that everything we do on the internet, revolves around social constructs, and a priori reasoning. This was common knowledge in the 90's and 00's, that we understood this fact that everything in language, related back to something we described in the real world. It was taught in our High Schools. Until it wasn't, and I think the education degraded under the Patriot Act and Common Core, and Universities were focused too much on squaring the circle, and making absurd conjectures about Postmodern nonsense, rather than sticking to the foundations of evidence and reason.

And you can still believe in Christ, through evidence and reason. There's no point in casting aside Christ for this, as there's a foundational bedrock of evidence in support of the Bible. Both witness, and archeological.

But, this comes to the fact, that the internet has given people infinite information, but infinite bad information, and has made the world dull, in that everything is related to language rather than the context or substance of that language. Rather, Math we used to understand has a Hermeneutics too, and it was the foundation of Western Society, and without it, we've lost ground, and it's entirely the Internet's fault.

0^0

 The same thing in math, you do in language. You don't go by the literal equation alone, but what it applies to in the real world. That's why context always matters. I learned that in High School, I don't know how we forgot it. It's the same thing for interpretation, you can have the exact same sentence mean a thousand things. You don't take things in isolation, but draw them through their contexts, what something actually means. It's the same in math, I'd suppose, if you needed 0^0 to be indeterminate, 1 or undefined, that's what you'd do in that specific instance, based on the geometry of what you were using. As it'd relate to that specific shape.

Scandalous Monster

He lie sleepily in his bed,
And a merciful man;
Though men wanted to kill him
His prayers were in all their tents.
He did not want anything,
Save to eat from his work
And be fed by a clean tongue.
His desire was for a warm body
Of a beautiful woman to sleep next to him
And for good food of a provincial kind.
Not for riches, glory, fame... no...
Only for a wife to work beside him.
He never received it,
For on the night of his death
The world went to war.
And like a certain patient
He died in the bombing.

The world, though, thought he wrought it.
They thought he did it through his foreboding.
Rather, he saw the strings of providence long ago
And the circumstances compiling,
Where no other thing could come.
There was no fixing the world's problems
And he cried for peace,
But when Israel had to go to war
He knew there could be no peace.
So he stayed silent,
Voted for the tyrant he swore never to vote for
And died a merciful man, vilified,
Until the truth came out it was a plot
Against him all along.

Gabriel Ash

So far beyond me, thy seraphic intelligence wise;
So meticulous on every detail.
Great poet, great leader, great innovator.
I, a measly worm, work to eat my bread.
Take poet laureate from me, take the laurel;
Let me eat. For I do not seek to claim your crown
But only take my portion in the land of the living.
I wish to eat from my labors
And accomplish Solomon's wisdom.
For it will be my joy.

A Conversation with Jesus

"They need to believe in this, my son."
"Why though, my Savior? Does it need to be literal?"
"As my flesh was literally crucified, they need to literally believe
"In Adam, and yes, even Eve."
"Can it not be a type?"
"Your world, the one you came from, it could be
"But man is losing his ability to understand.
"They need it to be real, for the Tower of Babel has once again fallen."

The King’s King

In my vision, the King's King
Put to death the painter;
He killed his childhood friend;
And one day he was told
"Fit a square peg into a round hole
"For you cannot." And he did
Put the square peg into the round hole
And there it lodged, never to come out again.
The King, underneath the King--
The king of the Northern Province--
Was so enamored by this
He thought to reverse all truth
And create a station of man
That was unmovable.
I saw it through this demon's eyes
Now, the same one I saw in the mirror
The same one I saw at my house
The same one I saw sitting at my Grandfather's stoop
Watching birds go to the bird feeder,
And I realized he sought to steal my philosophy.
He truly does not understand it---
And the King underneath him
Will create a hellish state for mankind.
Thus, Zion will have to deliver the Manchild
And through her virgin birth
Deliver us from that evil on that day.

Thoughts on Christopher Langan

[P]eople with that High IQ tend to be looked down upon. They did the same to Plato, Socrates, Confucius, Christ... really the whole list of the greatest Geniuses. I believe him. When you have a 200 IQ you tend to be a little "Lazy" and are insatiably curious. Most of the 200IQ club find low stress jobs, and just live life. It's actually interesting how we want them to achieve great things, when really, they probably understand just how ridiculous it is to try and change the world. You don't really need to do that, so superior geniuses typically don't even try. Goethe, also, didn't do much beside write books. Claiming Langan is an average intellect, is kind of {} dull{}. He probably is a 200IQ genius, he just understands the complete vanity of life. As is something to look at, how we don't really need to accomplish anything in this world, just go about our business and live life humbly and eat from our work. That's really all there is. And then dullards steal it from us, defame us, and do everything they can to take it from us, because they can't do the same. 

I think jealousy is a huge factor here. I understand his theory--and there's some credibility to it, but in a slightly different way, as it's not our mind shaping reality, but reality shaping our mind--and then of course there's things we can't get into here. But, generally, yes... he is onto something.

In a Christian context, that's what faith is, is seeing the subtle hints and nuances in reality, and then believing on them. As Christ is preeminent, and ultimately God over all. He shapes and creates, and makes sound. We don't do that, as there's septillions of other human wills all working in accord at once, and to say they all shape reality, I think they observe their world, and their minds get predicated on it. That they can't go beyond it, but some people can.

A YouTube Comment

Better to end up in a psych ward, and be stigmatized, than become a beast. You need to do what's right in all circumstances. Even if it means sacrificing your own comfort.

It's better to be lowly and humble, than be a bad person. Great men and selfish men are destroyers. A compassionate man cannot be. He doesn't have it within himself. Nor does a man who keeps to his work, and silently does his job, and lives with full identity in Christ Jesus.

Because we need Christ's teachings to be wise, and know how to do good. We need to let go of our sin, and let go of our hatred for others. We need to forgive. If we don't, we'll become the beast. If we hold onto violence, vengeance and anger, we'll become the thing we despise.

I'd rather not become that, but rather use Christ as a shield, and His teachings as a parable, to help me grow in my faith, and be a better person, so I don't become the thing I fear becoming.

Because you need to give all you have and longsuffer. There is no sin in patience. There is sin in greed.

Christ is preeminent, and I'll prove it. By being a better person for it, and keeping myself pure and humble, and unstained by the world. When people look at my life in the future, they'll see a harmless man convicted by Christ, not a man of the world, coveting it. That's if they even remember me at all, which my memory can perish, I'll choose Christ Jesus in the land of Milk and Honey.