A while back some ambitious apes figured out how to stand upstraight and use abstract thought, and now deep fried Twinkies are a thing. It’s been a hell of a ride. If you asked a human what the most amazing thing about humans is, they’d probably tell you something very humany, like “Our ability to think” or “Our capacity for self-awareness” or “Our resemblance to the White-Bearded Paternal Deity Who created us in His own image.”
Have you ever considered that God (the Oneyou constantly disparage) most likely appears to us in fashions of which, individually or as associated groups, we would relate – such as to Buddhists in a Buddha form, to Native Americans in their ancestral Indian form, and, correspondingly, also to Christians in a form constructed along lines of their expectations? Doubtful, because you don’t Believe. Have you ever sought to see that Spirit must exist for life itself to exist?
Doubtful, because you don’t even care to try and understand (this first level reality).
“What is the most amazing thing about humans”?
One answer: their Spirits live forever.
Without a living God, there would be no Spirit. And, since God is Spirit (shared), that is “beautiful” – to a level we can barely touch, in comprehension. This wondering, which can lead us to an acceptance of the Fact, is as natural as our need for water. If you think everything in existence (including aliens/life on other planets) just came together through an immeasurable happenstance of odds, without Spirit, your ongoing writing in these areas would equal a fomenting of attempting to explain our entire being (and infinite universe) as soulless science – void of any higher meaning, where we just live to die without any more purposes than weeds. Of course, you can continue your Atheistic “[ideological]” promotions while locking out due diligence; it’s your blog. But, no matter how much you do this, it will never mean you are Right: For in him we live, and move, and have our being; as certain also of your own poets have said, For we are also his offspring. Acts 17:28
Moreover, the continuance will only further and further reveal your lack of Vision: without those first steps toward a broader seeking of possibilities, you will never begin (or be able) to understand, thus progress, to Belief. Until the latter and former is turned around, you will not fully “fall down before . . . another in breathless awe and wonder at their beauty.” How could you, when they are only “[ambitiously evolved] apes”?
I sent a message of love
Don’t you run away
Look at your heart baby
Come on along with me today
Well I am what I am thank God
Some people just don’t understand
Well help them God
Find yourself first
And then your tool
Find yourself first
Don’t you be no fool
Here comes a woman
Wrapped up in chain
Messin’ with that fool baby
Your life is pain
If you wanna be free
Come on along with me
Don’t mess with the man
He’ll never understand
I said find yourself first
And then your talent
Work hard in your mind
So you can come alive
You better prove to the man
You’re as strong as him
Cause in the eyes of God
You’re both children to him
Everybody come alive
Everybody love alive
Everybody love alive
Everybody hear my message
Robert Shetterly’s Americans Who Tell the Truthportraits and narratives highlight citizens who courageously address issues of social, environmental, and economic fairness. By combining art and other media, AWTT offers resources to inspire a new generation of engaged Americans who will act for the common good. . . .
“All we say to America is, ‘Be true to what you said on paper.’ If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country, maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic 1st Amendment privileges, because they hadn’t committed themselves to that over there. But somewhere I read of the Freedom of Assembly. Somewhere I read of the Freedom of Speech. Somewhere I read of the Freedom of the Press. Somewhere I read that the greatness of America is the Right to Protest – for Right.”
“Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.” ^^^
“Nonviolence does not mean meek submission to the will of the evil doer, but it means the pitting of one’s whole soul against the will of the tyrant. Working under this law of our being, it is possible for a single individual to defy the whole might of an unjust empire to save his honour, his religion, his soul and lay . . . the foundations for that empire’s fall or its regeneration.” Gandhi
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“Political language … is designed to make lies sound truthfuland murder respectable, and to give an appearance of solidity to pure wind. One cannot change this all in a moment, but one can at least change one’s own habits, and from time to time one can even, if one jeers loudly enough, send some worn-out and useless phrase – some jackboot, Achilles’ heel, hotbed, melting pot, acid test, veritable inferno or other lump of verbal refuse – into the dustbin where it belongs.” George Orwell
Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul. If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing; And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
Mary: And well I remember how once He raised His hand towards the sky, and His parted fingers were like the branches of an elm. And I remember Him pacing the evening. He was not walking. He Himself was a road above the road; even as a cloud above the earth that would descend to refresh the earth.
Love, I get so lost sometimes
Days pass and this emptiness fills my heart
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are
All my instincts, they return
And the grand facade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway
(In your eyes) To a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
(In your eyes) Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes, the light, the heat)
Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don’t like to see so much pain
So much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive
And all my instincts, they return
And the grand façade, so soon will burn
Without a noise, without my pride
I reach out from the inside
In your eyes (your eyes, your eyes)
In your eyes
In your eyes, the light, the heat
(In your eyes) I am complete
(In your eyes) I see the doorway to a thousand churches
(In your eyes) The resolution
(In your eyes) Of all the fruitless searches
Oh, I see the light and the heat
(In your eyes) Oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light, the heat I see in your eyes
In your eyes
In your eyes, in your eyes
Born amidst the wonder
Born among the lost
Watching the abandonment of reason
Taking in the moment
Taking up the years
Witnessing the end of our good season
Stirring strange emotions
Conjuring the fears
Each one sees the things they really want to see
Made a world of wonder, we made a world of pain
Now the days will come for the apostasy
(the days have come for the apostasy)
I am watching it fall around (me)
I am listening to every sound I hear
I am doing what I can do
As the daylight is fading on the Eve
Of the Great Decline . . .
Dumbing down the Culture, Chaos on the Rise
Watching all the beauty as it’s waning
Scene is so familiar, like words that I have read
The world is lost but soon a new one gaining
Ain’t no mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
Ain’t no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
With my arms open wide
I threw away my pride
I’ll sacrifice for you
Dedicate my life to you
And I, I’ve got a song to sing
Telling the world about the joy you bring
And you gave me a reason for living
And you taught me, you taught me the meaning of giving
The wrath of God is being revealed from heaven against all the godlessness and wickedness of people, who suppress the truth by their wickedness, since what may be known about God is plain to them, because God has made it plain to them. For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—His eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.
For although they knew God, they neither glorified Him as God nor gave thanks to Him, but their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.
Revelation 1:8
I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty.
When those of the world stage[s] put on ActsIn the Name of God
without His (true) confirmation, assurance, or guidance, historical repercussions most often (eventually) reveal their obscured Lies:
The deceitful directions/related measures were actually of
(and from) the darkest (princely) sources/powers.
“All we say to America is, ‘Be true to what you said on paper.’
If I lived in China or even Russia, or any totalitarian country, maybe I could understand the denial of certain basic 1st Amendment privileges, because they hadn’t committed themselves to that over there.
But somewhere I read of the Freedom of Assembly. Somewhere I read of the Freedom of Speech.
Somewhere I read of the Freedom of the Press. Somewhere I read that the greatness of America is the Right to Protest – for Right.”
John 21:25 And there are also many other things which Jesus did, the which, if
they should be written every one, I suppose that even the world
itself could not contain the books that should be written. Amen.
Censored, Blocked, and Banned: An Open Letter to Google/YouTube (Censorship: Google Bans and First Draft Coalition[s])
My account, (Verified Channel) WindHarps(which has been online since September of 2007), is in Good Standing (0 copyright strikes/0 Community Guidelines strikes). Moreover, the entire channel and all uploaded videos reflect dedication, inspiration, and devotion to God, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit. Yet, it is essentially Blocked, overall. For instance, my most recent/Featured video (I’ve Been) Searchin’ So Long: Chicago (Rains) has been locked at 522 visits for two months – even though it is known, for a Fact, that various friends from other blogs, social sites, and personal relationships have been visiting/watching. Further, in total relation, virtually every video at WindHarps Videos has experienced or witnessed an abrupt, absolute cessation of (Counted/Analytic) views during the same period.
Crucially revealing, this has happened numerous times over the last ten years – which also resulted in various (similar) letters sent to you via Fax, Email, and Feedback.
Why? Do you have a problem with individuals who focus on God, Jesus Christ, and the Holy Spirit? But no, since there are so many others who succeed on YouTube in the same vein it must not be that (as a core). Is it something else, like Politics (past and present)? Is it because of a ceasing of Advertising ($pending money) through AdWords for promotion? Is it connected to the First Draft Coalition?Or, is it all (Holy Trinity, Politics, and Censorship) working together?
Whatever your (actual) reasons, a Resolution is sought – without my offering any compromises to permanent values or dedications. The WindHarps channel and all related videos can be Unblocked and/or taken out of purposely effective obscurity (manually relegating content to pages 172, for example) should you choose, altruistically (as a matter of what is simply righteous – even in business models), or just technically (as a matter of the least levels – of business ethics).
(These factual statements have also be sent by way of Feedback).
Finally, forward this communication to any appropriate departments.
One of the many pressing stories that remains to be told from the Snowden archive is how intelligence agencies are attempting to manipulate and control online discourse with extreme tactics of deception and reputation-destruction.
[O]ur NBC reporting highlighted some of the key, discrete revelations: the monitoring of YouTube and Blogger, . . . and destructive viruses. But, here, I want to focus and elaborate on the overarching point revealed by all of these documents: namely, that these agencies are attempting to control, infiltrate, manipulate, and warp online discourse, and in doing so, are compromising the integrity of the internet itself.
In fact, the discussion of many of these techniques occurs in the context of using them in lieu of “traditional law enforcement” against people suspected (but not charged or convicted) of ordinary crimes or . . . those who use online protest activity for political ends. The title page of one of these documents reflects the agency’s own awareness that it is “pushing the boundaries” by using “cyber offensive” techniques against people who have nothing to do with terrorism or national security threats.
The broader point is that . . . these surveillance agencies have vested themselves with the power to deliberately ruin people’s reputations. . . .
[This] amounts to targeting citizens for expressing their political beliefs, resulting in the stifling of legitimate dissent.
Under the tactics they use, the state is deliberately spreading lies on the internet about whichever individuals it targets, including the use of what GCHQ itself calls “false flag operations.” Who would possibly trust a government to exercise these powers at all, let alone do so in secret, with virtually no oversight, and outside of any cognizable legal framework? : “Strategic Influence and Disruption.”
Whatever else is true, no government should be able to engage in these tactics.
The ability to manipulate the results of online polls, artificially inflate pageview counts on web sites, “amplif[y]” sanctioned messages on YouTube, and Censor Video Content judged to be “extremist.” “Ability to artificially increase traffic to a website” (GATEWAY) and “ability to inflate page views on websites” (SLIPSTREAM). “Amplification of a given message, normally video, on popular multimedia websites (Youtube)” (GESTATOR). (As evidenced, “Censor[ing]”/blocking is often explicit, in reality).
The government can tap into the cables carrying the world’s web traffic at will and spy on what people are doing on some of the world’s most popular social media sites, including YouTube. British cyber spies demonstrated a pilot program to their U.S. partners in 2012 in which they were able to monitor YouTube in real time and collectaddresses. Called “Psychology A New Kind of SIGDEV” (Signals Development), the presentation includes a section that spells out “Broad real-time monitoring of online activity” of YouTube videos, URLs “liked” on Facebook, and Blogspot/Blogger visits. The monitoring program is called “Squeaky Dolphin.” “Governments have no business knowing which YouTube videos everyone in the world is watching.”
The story of Jesus
So easy to explain
After they crucified him,
A woman, she claimed his name
The story of Jesus
The whole Bible knows
Went all across the desert
And in the middle, he found a rose
There should be no questions
There should be no lies
He was married ever happily after
All the tears we cry
No use in arguing
All the use to the man that moans
When each man falls in battle
His soul it has to roam
Angles of heaven
Flying saucers to some,
Made Easter Sunday
The name of the rising sun
The story is written
By so many people who dared,
To lay down the truth
To so very many who cared
To carry the cross
Of Jesus and beyond
We will guide the light
This time with a woman in our arms
We as men
Can’t explain the reason why
The woman’s always mentioned
At the moment that we die
All we know
Is God is by our side,
And he says the word
So easy yet so hard
I wish not to be alone,
So I must respect my other heart
Oh, the story
Of Jesus is the story
Of you and me
No use in feeling lonely,
I am searching to be free
The story
Of life is quicker
Than the wink of an eye
The story of love
Is hello and goodbye
Until we meet again.
I know that there’s a reason why I need to be alone
I know that there’s a silent place that I can call my own
Is it mine? Oh, Lord, is it mine?
You know I get so weary from the battles in this life
And as many times it seems that you’re the only hope in sight
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?
When everything’s dark, and nothing seems right, You don’t have to win, and there’s no need to fight
I never cease to wonder at the cruelty of this land
But it seems a time of sadness is a time to understand
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?
When everything’s dark, and nothing seems right, You don’t have to win, and there’s no need to fight
If only I could find a way
To feel your sweetness through the day
The love that shines around me could be mine
So give us an answer, won’t you?
We know what we have to do
There must be a thousand voices trying to get through
Imaginevisions, hearing, over years: there will be a renewed future. Imagine resultant periods of unique success, of unbreakable hope and various inspirational/spiritual peaks. Imagine, after more years, finding yourself immersed in total turmoil (and ongoing diabolical attacks)
whilereaching a point where virtually everything earthly was lost: realization of fruition had not come to pass. Imagine (with the latter) not being able to see any path for it to ever be fulfilled (as now) – though at times (all along the way) occurrences were sent as a means to enhance remembrance of the original. Thereupon, imagine another one, but without specifics – and soon crying out because it still seemed absolutely impossible. Then, imagine a reply: To Believe – without knowing. . . .
In the time we spent together
Many words have passed between
And the feelings that we shared are all behind us now
‘Cause a change has come upon me
And I’m surely not the same
There is so much more than what we feel and live every day
Relentless, unchanging
Though the world is still before me now
I’m seeing forever
I will keep my heart and mind with you
So joyously I’m waiting for the day
In a single timeless moment
When the old was cast away
The new was born into a world of simple joy
And my life is still for living
Though it’s seen through different eyes
And the knowledge of the truth’s
A burden easy to bear
It’s drawing so near
It’s shrouded in mystery
Histories fall, the end of an age
The feeling we’re waiting for, hoping for
Now, the time to come alive
The end to which we strive
Will soon arrive
Now the gift is truly given
If you only would receive
For you’re standing in the crossroads
And you can’t turn back
Though we can’t conceive forever
And it’s sometimes hard to care
Our lives do not compare to what’s awaiting us there
You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to serve somebody,
It may be the devil or it may be the Lord But you’re gonna have to serve somebody.
I caught sight of my reflection
I caught it in the window
I saw the darkness in my heart
I saw the signs of my undoing
They had been there from the start
And the darkness still has work to do
The knotted chord’s untying
They’re heated and they’re holy
Oh they’re sitting there on high
So secure with everything they’re buying
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
We wanted the union
Oh the union of the woman
The woman and the man
My grip is surely slipping
I think I’ve lost my hold
Yes, I think I’ve lost my hold
I cannot get insurance anymore
They don’t take credit, only gold
Is that a dagger or a crucifix I see
You hold so tightly in your hand
And all the while the distance grows between you and me
I do not understand
At my request, you take me in
In that tenderness, I am floating away
No certainty, nothing to rely on
Holding still for a moment
What a moment this is
Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss
Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I can hear the distant thunder
Of a million unheard souls
Of a million unheard souls
Watch each one reach for creature comfort
For the filling of their holes
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
In the blood of Eden
Lie the woman and the man
We wanted the union
Of the woman and the man
The blood of Eden keeps running through me
running through my veins
The blood of Eden keeps rushing through me
Till I’m sure there’s none that remains
The blood of Eden keeps running through me
running through my veins
The blood of Eden keeps running through me
Till I’m sure there’s none that remains
In the blood of Eden
We’ve done everything we can
In the blood of Eden
Saw the end as we began
With the man in the woman
And the woman in the man
It was all for the union
Oh, the union of the woman, the woman and the man.
We are all children of God. As was written, seek, that we may be called,
that we may become one, as sons and daughters –
as Jesus Christ our savior taught.
The family that Jesus knows he belongs toand belongs to forever—and the family he wants everyone else to belong to—is the family of the lovers of God; it is this family that must spread all over the earth, and spread its warmth and charity and passionate concern for just conditions into every corner of human society if human life is to become divine.
With a keyed focus on the heart (and sharing) of God’s Love, imagine being deeply loved by your earthly father and how it felt or feels to return/share in that love. Then, imagine (possibly as a new beginning) a personal visit from the heavenly Father showing love for you ten times beyond – with a resulting embrace and envelopment that nothing on earth could take away. Following, imagine Jesus Christ giving you an infallible message (Gift) (for all), in these days:
After being overwhelmed with meaning (and emotion), would you then seek (ceaselessly)? : “How much love as this could there be?” This kind of focus – on His family, and how much they want us to know we are welcomed within, if we would only open our arms (and accept their hands), may awaken, again, in such depth that matters here are overcome to sucha spiritual extent – where nothing can erase it.
Saint Michael, the Archangel, defend us in battle. Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray. And do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, thrust into hell Satan and the other evil spirits who prowl about the world for the ruin of souls. Amen.
Soul of Christ, sanctify me
Body of Christ, save me
Blood of Christ, inebriate me
Water from the side of Christ, wash me
Passion of Christ, strengthen me
O good Jesus, hear me
Within Thy wounds hide me
Let me never be separated from you;
From the malicious enemy defend me
In the hour of my death call me
And bid me to come unto Thee
That with your saints, I may praise you
Forever and ever Amen
What is stronger, one minute, one moment of a Miracle
(of the Holy Spirit), or seven days of torture (afterward)?
The moment[s] are Forever. The torture is temporary.
What outweighs, should those days become relentless,
in correspondence – even over an entire lifetime?
There is a Promise:
No matter what we face or how much we face it,
an ongoing fact of deliverance can still be lived, regardless –
for there is another life awaiting, where we are to be delivered
(from these clutches), eternally, thereafter.
Once we are born again, nothing outweighs this Truth.
During and following “the cowardice of evil” (to be written), the absolute honor of perseverance ultimately prevails – where during, we continue (with promises), regardless of the most vile maneuvers, and where following, we triumph (past death). Thus, Victory is The Lord’s with One Word (context), for we rise up, over and over (aswas written), and will see a new eternity as “only the beginning.”
Imaginea (“rich”) preacher of the Gospel of Prosperity speaking down
to someone who (to his knowledge) has nothing, a poor person at the bottom of the earth who (seemingly) has never been given, or even achieved anything, a human being who (simply) must be marked to be downtrodden because he never received or found the Grace or Spirit of God and Jesus Christ, or experienced any of Their rewards. The preacher: “Oh, you poor, lost soul. You are only forsaken because you were never saved into the true light. Dear God and Jesus, I pray that this wretched, tormented waste may be forgiven. I pray that once your actual gospel is accepted by this refuse, enough money to live off the interest, a new elite-status car, a new mansion-level house, and a new model of a wife will flood into his life. May he then no longer need to be beaten into submission. May he then be welcomed – as one of us!”
The poor: “The riches I have received are more than you may ever know, for your service is to the prince itself! What do you know – of me, those like me, or those before me? Nothing! You could never know in your current vein, for your wisdom and soul has as good as been sold. Continue this path, and when we are given every treasure, you will surely see that your corruption left you with nothing. We may die, while (also) being (physically) tortured (since the most cowardly has always resorted to this). But, without ever having taken any (of your) numbers, we will live forever after – in fulfillment. For those like you, we can pray. But, once in His Judgment, there will be no sway.”
They say:
We’ve seen the Light.
We are here – to show, to Lead (away).
And then:
After realizing certain power[s],
They overcome, perhaps oppress,
For those claims must have results —
Even if their singular Path can only be realized, judged, and ruled
In and from exclusive Towers.
For us, they are the “Chosen” —
So some say.
Yet, many reason, and may wonder – Someday:
Within (through/originating from/following) Faith, there are (can be) magnitudes. Within Faith, there are (can be) Trials – of such intensity/degree that one may never have imagined them as possible (or even allowable – between or intertwined with previously known or unknown/expected or unexpected realms being crossed – while intermittently, and possibly in escalation as one perseveres, The Wordis also violated as a perverse means by absolute evil to destroy any, or all, progress/evolution).
In continuity, once we Believe, there are (can be) tiers (available) to that very existence. Once we Believe, there are (can be) wholly moving results (from ongoing advents) – which (may) arrive (each time), while its being is experienced (initially) as embraceable knowledge, as well as in multitudes of both debilitating (to death’s literal points/levels) and uplifting (forever) factors – after it becomes Fact. Once it becomes Fact, the Truth prevails.
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