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It's scary sometimes when I talk to people who hate Trump. I wrote a lot about him last Summer, last Fall, and even into the Spring. After the Massachusetts primary I didn't write a lot about it because I was weary of it. Plus the Trump-haters are scary. Their anti-democratic rantings desturb. It is hard to bare the accusation of being something horrible just because I don't agree to hate someone who I don't really even know. He's a figure head. He's a forward guard. He's a person who can vocalize a sense of what the people who support him want. We want things to be different and we see that there is a giant consortium of very petty people with a lot of power who don't believe anymore in free speech, or free society but instead want the world to be afraid and the threat level to be constantly on everybodies mind. We are not Coy fish and we do not live in a fishbowl. We shouldn't hate, even politicians. And then, to hate and talk about and demand that those around us also hate. And then to say if you don't agree with the hate that you incited them to behave outragously.
And I also wrote about Glen. He seems unhinged. Glen who? Ya, that guy. So anyway I feel kind-of sorry for him because the voices of fallacy that he presents as devinely or angellicly inspired, are so commonly understood as bunk by philosophers and others. Glen should know better than to go on like he does. He should have been studying Kafka, seeing it as humor. He should have studied about the English Reformation. Or even the Iranian Revolution. History shows us many examples of cultural failures when theocratic zeolets and true-believers claim to act as the holy and elect, and who say that God is talking to them and directing them. so they are sure about being correct in what they do . . . Many modern thinkers see Theocratic zeolotry as a failure of governace. And believeing that 'God' is 'talking to you' and directing the minutia of your action, like how to vote, well that is seen, also, by many who study human awareness and epistomology, well, we see that as being what is, technically called BS, or obvious and rediculous fallacy. To be suscint many careful thinkers consider that what God wants is up for debate. We can agree on something, we can disagree on others. As far as voting goes, doesn't it seem unfair to tell me that it is God who wants me to vote for the person who you want me to vote for?
I am not disallowing devine inspiration. And clearly God does speak to people. Does he use words? Or, if he does use words can you share those words with others? When one starts to say that he/she/? knows what 'God' wants and thus we should do as he/she/? says than many of us take that as a metric for disturbances of mind. So I say that, yes, you can know what God wants but that you can't tell people that it is God who told you to say these things. You simply can not claim to speak for God! Unless you really are a prophet.
If you are Issaih, you can say it. If you are Jesus, you can say it. If you know The Father . . . or if you know The Son, if you have the Holy Spirit . . . you could say what God wants but . . . who would then demand that people accept that the words and directives are devinely inspired??
As Jesus told us, admonished us, against 'swearing' by the Holy Name, or even by the gold in the temple, or by the temple itself or in any case; and even as there are parts of the Prophetic texts of the old testiment where the true prophets warned against the greivious danger of false prophecy, and the punishment for such, regretible as it is, was laid out. I don't want to go into details, but I suggest that any Bible scholar probably already knows this. And when I edit this later then maybe I'll add in some references: basically the warning is that false prophets have to deal with the consequences and, how old testement, the Wrath of . . . well you know who.
So I guess it surprised me when the Cruz campaign started getting all 'God wants you to vote for Ted Cruz'. It seems so rediculous. Really? God does? Because if God is telling you that then what else does he tell you. No. I'm not buying it. Does God say to floss, too? Or God says to . . . see how rediculous. But it makes it seem like I am mocking God, which I am not. He could kill me right now, but that's not a fear that one should share. Look it, fear of the Lord is a powerful force of the universe. What does that mean? It means to recognize that God is real and that, comparibly, we are nothing. We exist because of His great love. And here we are being annealed in the furnaces of our lives and we are given a lot, just by being alive and walking around. So fear is usful as a tool to toughen you up, to make you humble, to make you see why you are not more important than anyone else. And that you need to not say that you speak for Him, which is a form of holding the Lord's name in vain. A simple commandment. So, speaking for The Lord? Or . . . are you taking His Name in vain?
In a stricter sense, then, don't I also need to worry that I am getting it wrong? I might be getting it wrong and thenit's kind of a catch 22. But I'd like to think that when a real prophet speaks he/she/? gets respect just based upon the truth of what is being said, that the true prophet doesn't need to say 'I speak for . . . He whose name many dare not say'. The prophet would say what needs to be said and people would hear it and believe it because the Spirit would tell them? But in old testament times people dind't have the Spirit like that.
Well, so, Donald Trump seems to have clinched the nomination. It would be good if the feral rethoric would stop. And it would be good if Cruz's father would cease with his holy-roller bit. Smiting isn't something that a decent person does. A lot of what has hovered around the Cruz campaign these last few weeks has seemed like the plot of a bad movie, as if all the players on his team were just putting on an act.
Some things need edit to make them kinder. How about some fresh and spontaneous draft pages? from poem page 287 from poem page 288 nothing here yet: from poem page 290 from poem page 289 from poem page 291 from poem page 292
April 15, 2016
9:09 PM
show of hands for who that
love the police!
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show of hands for who that
love the police!
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When you're alone on the train
you aren't really alone
there are all kinds of other people
traveling on that same line,
going in a similar direction,
very many destinations
end of the line.
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Here is today's pretty poem:
what are we supposed to do about it?
Big moon in the midnight sky big big moon all across the sky you can see the crowd as the marching band marches by take the crowd a'dancing off toward the stars. 🖐🖑 🖑🖐 🖐🖑
♥♥? There's a river of infinite love flooding from on high through the heart of all. There's a river of infinite hope flushing through the gorges through the heart of all. Spread your wings and fly away off into your day off into your all 🖐🖑 🖑🖐glossry of what's next
♥♥? :
Be nice to yourself and others. What other choice?
Wake up!
You know I thought you was the Buddha I must have been tripping on a great big hootta unn ha haa
Praise God!
♥♥ Praise ♥♥ the ♥♥ Lord ♥♥ because ♥♥ He's ♥♥ Wonderful ♥♥ and ♥♥ Awesome ♥♥!! end of column
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