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."

On Eternal Life in This World in This Body, Even with Eternal Youth

[T]his world would get so boring, and it's already hellish enough. Imagine never dying, and having to witness war after war, siege after siege, disease after disease, see people grow corrupt, destroy an entire civilization, and then rebuild it, and once it got things just right, it gets corrupt again and falls apart. Or then someone gets the idea to put you into prison, because you're in the wrong country at the wrong time. I mean, even if the woman you loved were immortal too---and you two had the most passionate romance ever---it'd grow dim. Unless we ourselves were empowered by Christ's Holy Mind, we'd never be able to accomplish it. Which is another reason we need Christ to go to heaven. As eternity in our flesh minds and living in this world would be the utmost worst possible thing we could ever have done to us. It'd be even worse than Hell.

Base 1 Math

So, this does not mean "Base" as in the system we understand it. Rather, Base 1 math, is reducing everything down to its simplest form, to avoid the radical. As if you augment shapes above base 1 the radical factor exponentiates, and creates useless numbers.

In fact, all geometry is understood at Base 1. Heron's formula, for example, only works in Base 1 Math. As does Sine and Cosine, although one can use those to further understand greater ratios, the ratios must first be described in Base 1 for all other axioms to follow suit.


Q.E.D.

On Making an End to Lust

Just ask Jesus to take it out of you. And keep asking until He does. If you need to, what helped me was blocking my access to my phone's internet. But then don't establish patterns on your computer, otherwise you'll have to get rid of that, too. Just cry out to Him to purify you. It'll work. 

Also, don't feel guilty about whatever dreams will come your way. All the saints go through that. Lewis, Augustine, Bunyan... if you built up patterns of lust, it'll come out in your dreamspace. It's unpleasant, but it's how it has to be. Don't be worried about stuff like "Succubi" or whatever. Literally, all the Saints had nightmares as that was the only place Satan could get to them. Just get up, wash, and stay out of battle until nightfall. Peace.

Contrast Between Buddhism and Christianity

Buddhism is about removing desire, and causing yourself to not cause yourself or others suffering. It’s about “Empathy”. It’s about how your mind is not capable of understanding the outside world, and therefore, you are “Fire” as the famous sermon by Siddhartha goes. Everything is “Fire”, all things are rooted in your perception of them, including pain, relationships, joys. All things are tied back to your own perception and mental processes. It also has no belief about the afterlife, but rather views life as a cycle of reincarnations.

Christianity is about fulfilling your desire through seeking the Kingdom of Heaven. It’s about understanding the world’s suffering is arbitrary, and uncontrollable. That being good, you almost will have to suffer, but then you’re to find strength in God’s power and mercy, and joy in His Holy Covenant. It’s about accepting the outside world, and using faith to move “Mountains”, as in, accept reality for what it is, and shape your place in it by having the faith to endure and rely on God’s provision for your joy. It believes in reality… where Buddhism is focused on the interior world, Christianity is solely focused on the exterior world and your place in it. Its moral philosophy is strict, and prudent, and not about “Empathy” only, but also about repentance and turning away from sin; so Christianity is about discipline, so one has the tools to later find joy, and enter into the kingdom and not have sorrows. And of course Christianity centers around Heaven, and entering into the Kingdom.

On He Gets Us

He Gets Us is actually a very good ministry. It's not proclaiming Universalism, but mercy. If you see a Transgender with gauges six inches wide, a septum piercing, and spiked hair, your first inclination shouldn't be disgust. You should have mercy on such an individual. True, it's a sin... but remember the Gospel went to Prostitutes and Tax Collectors, so it also goes out to Transgenders and Feminists. As the LORD said in the Psalms, "I desired mercy, not sacrifice." Surely, when you get them into the church, they need to know right standard, and follow sound doctrine. But, even then, you have to guide them with patience, and not with a rod.

Pastors are way too judgmental, or they are way too accepting. Christ walked the narrow road, and was gentle with sinners, but was strict with Pharisees and Sadducees {Evangelicals and Progressives today}. I also think Christ wasn't a prude, in that He drank wine, did cuss once, and wasn't someone limited by a schedule and a heavy work load. So, you have to wrestle with the true Christ, but I'm going to say He Gets Us is true, and that's why it's so lacking with actual support from anywhere. Just like Christ, it was hated by everyone in the contemporary world.

The Song of Wicked John

Wicked John

I'm really mad, and I will live my life
You did nothing to me, but I want strife
I'm angry and twelve people write my songs!
My words, are so catchy and weak
And I get off at calling you a sheep
I am perpetually at wrong.
I'm mad, I don't even know why
I feel like I want suicide
I'm a man who makes images in blood.

I haunt Brandon's dreams
I am such a scream
I ate a Juneberry
And Brandon saw me in his dreams...

Brandon

"You are a worthless fuck!"
Said the man who I once loved
And saw nakedly exposed
In his demon teeth and jagged edge ran loose
I saw you walking down the street
I'll have love, but you'll have misery
This is my screamo song
So I will go to heaven
And hell will open up her womb.

One man, wrote this song
Not eight, with lyrics always wrong
Maybe no one wants to listen to me
But I got something real to say that's not lazy.

Wicked John:

I haunt Brandon's dreams
I am such a scream
I ate a Juneberry
And Brandon saw me in his dreams...

So here's the fact, put a bullet in your brain
And that's a fact, I saw you were so lame
I gave you all you have and I made you
So I guess I will have the last laugh.

Brandon said, "No, I will."

On Frustration

[R]esolve to know Christ. Don't be indifferent to Christ. Pray all day, every day, meditate on His Word and commune with Him. No matter what, when you feel depressed, take a walk through a forest or desert--wherever, just like Jesus--and pray. You'll be invigorated. Tell God you're angry with Him, but don't let your heart be bitter, and ask Him for peace and love and to not be angry. Prepare to die for the love of your brother, and hope for his wellbeing and satisfaction more than your own. God will provide what's necessary for your fruit. As He wants love and peace, not style and cunning, developed in your personality. Every anxiety, go to the LORD. No matter how hard, go to Him, make known your true thoughts, and develop the fruits of righteousness. God cares more about that than your success. He'll give you whatever you need for righteousness, but prepare to suffer long for the hope of good and ripe fruit.

Do not worry. Ask God for heavenly treasures. And you will soon be freed from this world's burdens. You won't long for death, nor will you despair, but you'll have hope which is commanded.