That's some synergy you got there.

Everything in the State,

nothing outside the State,

nothing against the State.

So said Benito Mussolini. I think it an apt summation of the absurd state of affairs presently captivating the country. What can we, not of this persuasion, do to throw off the choke-hold?

Cease striving and know that I am God;

I will be exalted among the nations,

I will be exalted in the earth.

Perfect. Thank you, Jesus.

Caesaro what?

OK; a stretch...
utilization of media flim-flamming the hoi-polloi ain't new neither.
Nor Daddy bailing you out and Mommy kissy boo-boo.
Bread, circuses, and a hug.

Hugs are good, but are we regressing into complete dependency upon the State as minds are relentlessly gamed by a false religion that makes the gratification of human nature the sin qua non of existence? A rhetorical question, certainly, yet it's what we bicker most about.

Yet Risen

Seeking sermons on the subject of abiding with Jesus, I found this.

It's a tiresome phrase, but it is ironic that Oberlin College these days is not a place where you're likely to hear anything about transcending self-willed lives. What could be more archaic? A quick look at its nature presently led to seeing that there are instead student organizations like Queer Jews and Allies. I reckon that if Dr. Finney spoke today he'd be denounced and brought up on charges. Ah, yes... crucified with Christ. I get it.

No, We Can't

It's neigh impossible to go on the Internet and not read the news, or should I say, as is the case predominantly, to be "informed" through assorted websites that skew one way or another. The use of the term "in the clutch of Satan" is simplistic but meaningful if one considers that which holds you back from being in the bosom of the Lord. You've got to include this computing experience, don't you? Quite the conundrum. Good thing such as this.

Presently a stultifying circumstance if one is somewhat informed about the bogus manifestations of a pompous and theatrical civil religion in the caesaro-papist (by this I presently mean the Head of State being cast as an executor of socialist larceny, abusing the Social Gospel in order to effect his hegemony, a pop church becoming a "cultural" vehicle for the purposes of entertainment) context being foisted on us by hypocrites who've murdered millions, and I do mean the willing accomplices to genocidal abortion. They're full of it.

Didn't watch a minute of the inauguration yesterday. It was telling that, in the reviews I read about the pimping of the enthronement, broadcast commentators spoke of the "sacramental" nature of it all in a "cathedral" of democracy "confirming" how wonderful we are. Nauseating. Not interested. There you are... the news and my reaction to it. Nothing new under the sun. Another cult.

I can't participate in, nor accede to, idolatry; I just can't. So I won't. Revealing that he who would pontificate about "childish things" has got this as the major domo of his curia. Utterly corrupt. No pope and, now, no president. That, we can do. JHVH is Sovereign. Those guys are creepy.

I have been crucified with Christ; and it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself up for me.

Blessed Reassurance

Something of a hiatus.

I recall again the pastor saying we mustn't let anything impede our walk with Jesus Christ. Sorry to say that seeing the nation in the clutch of Satan does so obstruct. And many other places - I just left one behind, a bulletin board where a Christian cannot abide.

If you abide in me and my words abide in you, you can ask for anything you want, and you will receive it.

Solves that problem. I wish to be free of obstructions. Done.

On Road Again

Didn't get to church on time. Preoccupied. Bad time management.
Fortunately, the service is live-streamed, but I'd rather be there.

Was invited to a Bible Study that commenced last Wednesday. Genesis. Thought to go to that too. Same story. I'm an atrocious steward. Yet, wary of tussles . . . the literal . . . the transcendent. Can't seem to find fellowship on same wavelength. Read some scripture a while ago (will have to look it up later) that spoke to the issue of taking instruction which went to the heart of the matter. Yes, will have to find that.

I did go to synagogue. Drove by one of my favorite autumn sites.

Not quite there yet.

Nothing and Beingness

Yeow! Quite the election. To say nothing of the distraction. Having given it some thought I must aver, as a free-thinking independent citizen, I can't begin to say how liberated I feel. I've not an iota of loyalty to Barak Obama and my freedom of action is uninhibited. I certainly felt this way toward the President, and remain so. I think he's done a superlative job in the face of contstant kvetching. One thing I don't want to do is to lapse into infirming patterned thinking. I once had a pastor say to me, upon my sputtering about the misadventures of another POTUS, that nothing should impede our walk with Jesus Christ. It's all irrelevant insofar as all one can manage is oneself and what's immediately at hand. So it is.

And distracted too, lately, refreshing of Marxism, and then Sartre. I cannot exactly recall reading Being and Nothingness, but know I've glanced at it. Good thing an extract and synopsis is available online, for all I needed to remember was the notion of "authenticity." In one reduction made, a fellow made the illustration of how we assign ourselves an identity according to what we do or associate ourselves with. I do nothing, but do associate myself with phenomena outside myself, and I'm afraid to say I'm not substantially authentic in that regard. Often enough, my patterned, wishful thoughts are concocted in a desire to do something I really can't do a thing about. I'm not "Navy," but wish I could have helped John McCain. I can't, of course, and one of the reasons is that I didn't go to the Naval Academy (where youthful contemplation and imagination was projected), and one of the other reasons (if it were at all feasible) was the impact of Marxist thought when that choice had to be made during the height of the hostilities in South-east Asia in the late 1960's. It is the proverbial long story, but conditional as well of a Christian perspective (perhaps pacifist) that I could not kill for a living - and that's not, I feel, a cynically convenient demurral posing moral superiority against that which is selectively disdained, but a difficult circumstance stripped to its essentials.

I later saw how on the one hand I had romanced imagining myself in such a career (or to have decided it reprehensible in the thrall of another romantic parameter), but on the other, realistically, a Christian can necessarily kill without qualm. Sometimes I do regret not having sorted this out as a youth. Right now, I'm at peace. Too old to entertain that line of thought, I'd say of turning the cheek: it may well lead to one's demise; assured of eternal peace, how can that matter? Protecting others who've not that assurance is of moment here, I reckon.

Full circle in the consideration of a Marxist presidential candidate! I was reading yesterday Jose Saramago's Journey to Portugal, a pedantically materialist sort of travelogue. Appraising the urbanity of Lisbon before and after the earthquake of 1759 he lectured, "There is no point in arguing with earthquakes, or trying to discover the colour of the cow whose milk was spilt..." Ah, yes, exactly! What color is Obama's cow? This calls for a tune.



Splendid. Thanks - I needed that. The best of all possible worlds!

Yet I need to get to church.
Where's my socks?