Jesus said to the Samaritan Canaanite
"It is not good to feed a bitch with the children's nourishment."
The Samaritan woman says,
"Even the bitch feeds upon the crumbs which fall from the table."

Jesus healed the woman's ill.
Thus, she was worthy for the nourishment.
She was afflicted,

But there will be no more gloom for her who was in anguish. In earlier times He treated the land of Zebulun and the land of Naphtali with contempt, but later on He will make it glorious, by the way of the sea, on the other side of the Jordan, Galilee of the Gentiles.

It was also said,

I am sought of them that asked not for me; I am found of them that sought me not: I said, Behold me, behold me, unto a nation that was not called by my name.

This was the moment the Covenant passed from Israel to the whole of the Gentiles.

For the whole earth fed on Christian love,
And what love we had nourished the world.
Now that love grows cold
So let it remain in the hearts of Christ's true followers
With all just rebuke and all reverence for the Law.

The Postmodern lie is that truth is subjective---
It is even a lie that this is what Postmodernism is.
For, Postmodernism does not reject truth...
Rather, it assumes that all have found a truth.

Such it is, that Postmodernism practiced today
Is idolatry. Some find their solitary truth
Like the desire for a good harvest
Their fear of death
Or the prosperous flowing of the rivers
And they ritualize it
Basing their entire fetish upon this truth.

Diana is the goddess of the hunt and fellowship between man and beast.
Baal the god of fertility.
Hapi the god of the Nile's flood cycles, which brought fertility.
Robin DiAngelo the goddess of race.
Karl Marx the god of equity.
Malcolm Michaels Jr. the god of androgyny.

And we worship these, each capturing a certain truth.
There is a beautiful relationship between a man and his beast.
There is a desire to be fertile.
There is a cycle which governs the Nile, and all agriculture is dependent on it.
There is race.
There is a need for equity.
That Jeremiah and Isaiah were called the Daughter of Zion because they both had women's hearts.

Yet, each idol persists to overbearing truth.
Like Confucians and Mozis who warred over their discovered truths
Weaponizing the Fifth and Eleventh commandment,
Where each faction shed blood for their truth.

It took men with unfathomable genius to discover basic moral truth.
Each one compartmentalized and also surrounded by lies.
So much so that two philosophers, having found a truth
Would warp everything around that truth
And fight to the death.

This is what idolatry is.

Genius is mediocre.
Mediocrity is genius.
Throwing blood or feces on a canvas
Is art, while painting Michelangelo's
David in the pupil of a photorealistic eye
Is not.

Form, beauty, theme, character, moral
All are thrown aside for pathos.

All must be nihilistic or ugly
Blobs, formless anger and bitterness.

Vomitoriums. Men's ileums displayed in beasts' ileums
Which Roman Soldiers lacerate.
All get stipends, and spend them
On Spectacles
Of men being eaten by bears
And those bear's being cut open
To see half digested human flesh.
Bread and Circuses.
Stipends paying everyone's way
So none work;
Foreign wars pay for this bliss:
Catamites in the bathhouses;
Sodomites in the bathhouses.

Child sacrifice;---birthing the child
And then boiling it in breast milk.
Having orgies on the mountains.
Ritualistic cannibalism;
Human sacrifice;
Child Prostitution; Sun Worship;
Legalized Murder,
Rape and theft.
For it is Religion which makes all violence sacred.

This was the past.
Love is not a natural thing
Humans understand.
This is Humanism
Because it is human.
So what changes the hearts of men
Allowing a paradise upon the earth
Succored by love, affection and general good will and charity
Is Jesus.

As a brother once said,
"The first generation sees Christ's morals
"And claims they are natural to man.
"A second generation sees man, 
"And claims Christ is unnatural to him.
"A third generation comes---
"And how nigh it is--- and sees all that Christ spoke
"And calls it abomination."

Christ, Moses, Abraham, Melchizedek,
Their rituals of peace
Travelled the silk roads,
Travelled the Roman Highways,
Those the words of life.
Ought we question them and where they came from,
What does follow is a slow backslide
From a supernatural state of bliss
To the very hells found in Rome and Canaan.
Yet, do know it is hell
For they were but flesh
Marked by the Beast;
Nothing more than a mind and body.
Their spirit departed.
And thus, while living, they were dead.

 

The moral of Jacob's wrestling Christ
Is we ought cling to God in prayer
And struggle, even to the point of wounds;
And if we cling to him with all we have
We shall be saved and blessed and our names changed
To "God's Anointed Prince."

I saw in a dream
There were two whom I loved.
The first had with them an ape
And the second had with them a panther.

The one of my beloved walked their ape
Close to the panther
And the two fought a moment's battle.
And I separated the two.

Minutes later, the one of my beloved
Took their ape, and brought it near the panther again.
I warned them not to,
Yet they wished to see the two beasts fight.
The panther, like an agitated beast
Slashed its claws at the ape.
Thus they did take to mortal combat
When the Panther in a rage
Took to swinging its unsheathed claws
At the ape.
The ape became furious
Sofore, grabbed the panther by its neck
And drew the panther into its cage
And sunk its fangs deep into the panther's neck.

I tried to prod the two beasts apart
Who were locked in their battle
But could not separate them
For they were wild with fury
And both were in their bestial rage.

The one with the ape then spake of the panther:
"It looks so dead and soulless."

I woke up disturbed by the dream.

Dear,
Mr. Peterson

First off, I don't advocate Socialism. But, there is a technical flaw in American Society. It isn't fixed in Germany, either, as Brandenburg Airport has been overtaken by corruption. Europe is having problems building its bullet trains. In America, there are old examples of public transport systems being wiped out by automotive companies. There's something fundamentally flawed with capitalism, Jordan. The average man in American society is making below fifteen dollars an hour. They are incapable of accomplishing the work, and must compete for low salary jobs, which offer no job security. Not all of them can master writing like I have, but I have made very little from this craft. So, American society is not a meritocracy. Something prevents my works from being published. Probably a hierarchy of sorts. And with that being said, it is unfortunate, but something in American society must change.

It's not to say that everyone should be earning stipends. There is a corrupt society as well. But, everyone should be free and able to master their skills and earn a living. I've spent fifteen thousand hours on this work, written a copious amount of work. Something near three quarters of a thousand posts just on this blog. Do understand something prevents me from earning my bread, and it isn't talent. But, rather, when I send my works out I get rejection after rejection. There are iron smiths, bakers, landscapers, restaurateurs, writers, musicians, painters, librarians, farmers---the list goes on---who are being priced out of their trades. Farmers are being broken because they cannot compete with the large fields---as the Bible says they "Join Field Unto Field"---growing enough corn to fill the entire landmass of Ireland or Scotland. Painters cannot create in aesthetics because Jackson Polluck is patronized. And you've noticed Disney's craft is awful. But that it is what Disney produces, and billions of dollars are spent, in record numbers, on patronizing those movies. Soon, there will be no movies. Not because of communism, but because of an engine of capitalism. An engine of capitalism which makes Woke Culture lucrative---and it is. It is lucrative for tyrants at the top of the markets, who use these little gremlins to foment wars, and race riots.

You must understand the problem. My being offensive is an engine of capitalism. Because what I say is offensive. And it shouldn't be. You were allowed your portion by men at the very top, to be a Straw Man. I was told in a vision that you would suffice to be my voice. And perhaps I wanted you to do the arduous task. I cannot do it. A part of me is very thankful I haven't gained the things I want. And I don't blame you for it. Yet, I am underneath, a voice of conscience in the ears of great men and women of our times. I do not get paid, but I'm listened to.

But, I understand the economic forces keeping me from gaining my fortune. I have not the money to go to college, nor the time. I am thirty-one, nearly thirty-two. I understand the problems in society were fundamental. I cannot even write my masterpiece, because I see America slipping away into the forgotten strains of history. I do not want it. I don't. I'm not the one pushing it in that direction. I'm the one saying that man must fight---not wear their masks, go out and live their lives. Maybe some of us need to be put in prison. Maybe some of us need to be killed and martyred. But, it is precisely the capitalistic force that is keeping America down. It is profitable to fear monger. It is profitable for great and rich men to force us indoors, and reliant on the umbilical chords of Amazon and Netflix. Rich men are making great fortunes off of our disparity. And it needs to stop.

Should we give up our good manly spirit
And suffer laws which give some men privilege,
We shall be like a man, old, who seeing 
The beauty of a woman's form, knows age 
Has passed, and bitterly snuffs out the flame.

For then the country will cry out against
Freedom, and be angry with all justice. 

At this time, Christians, we should know that the
Foul Grand Inquisitor's words against Christ
Were foolish. For it is precisely our
Weakness that Christ came, forgiving all crimes.
Not to place upon man sin's dark bondage
To suffer man the heartache of working
Off his sins, to struggle with every thought.
No, but rest. a desire to be pure.
Should we sin in any capacity
So long as we have not willfully sinned
It shall be forgiven, and shall be saved.

Thus, Christians, if war comes to our country
And you, having the manly spirit to
Bear up the mantle of our freedoms wrought
By men who intended chaste citizens
To guide and so elect their righteous lot...
It's true that this country was founded by
Christian men, who spilled the blood of tyrants.