Re: Humans (and the Beauty of Evolved Apes)

July 5, 2018

A while back some ambitious apes figured out how to stand up straight 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 One you 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”?

New Atheists and Evolution


Speak: Tell The Truth

May 9, 2018

“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.

Christ_+

“Blessed are they who are persecuted for the sake of righteousness, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
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“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 truthful and 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
Poor People’s Campaign

Get Born – Write Braille

March 25, 2018

Bob_Dylan - Saved +

Write Braille

Are You Ready
Anima Christi
Book of Eli


Ys, When[s] + Then[s]

March 13, 2018

+Ys 3+1

 

Stand - Speak - Walk ++1

+Ys and Ones

All Sides (One Goal)
Shared Inspirations
New Sites <^>


The Prophet (and Those Who Knew Him)

February 8, 2018

The Prophet -Gibran++

The Prophet: On Reason and Passion

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.

Kahlil Gibran - Jesus

Jesus The Son of Man:

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.


Doorway To a Thousand Churches

December 25, 2017

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


Lord Is It Mine

The Story In Your Eyes

Jesus of Nazareth: Victims of the Fury


Crying In the Wilderness

December 20, 2017

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

(I’m watching, listening to all)
(I’m watching everything fall)

Received: A Glimpse of Home

Pearl: God Is Watching

Relentless (Crossfire)