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  • Choose Your Words Carefully

    May 14th, 2025

    What an odd phenomenon that the past several years I lived in an environment where I’d be abused most hostile-y for saying something outside the ‘controlled narrative’ of acceptable speech. It’s odd because Jesus says: You will be accountable for every word you speak.

    Ok, Jesus, I get. It only took about 8 years to sink in, but I get it!

    I wonder if writing words is the same as speaking them. My object of writing was to make sense of my existence, create some order out of chaos. And, I am discovering some order that pre-exists me, so that I don’t have create order myself. I can just align myself with what is true. Otherwise, I am toast. The world is fraught with danger for me.

    I have to do inventory. This would have been great to know sooner. One doesn’t want to waste breath on speech that is not fruitful. This experience of living in a controlled environment certainly taught me how to choose my words carefully.

    Words are powerful. They can hurt. Cause fear, pain. Confusion.

    I need my existence to make sense and matter. Also, I would like to have some kind of orientation to the world that is not dominating (trying to control). But, I can not allow myself to be dominated either.

    The world now is so full of words, people speaking constantly, I am going to need a filter. I don’t want to create fear, confusion, or pain, for example. Also, I’d like to avoid people who have no filter. So, that I am not absorbing verbal toxins.

    Unguarded speech is like verbal toxins. That explains why we should be careful what we speak.

  • Experience or Control?

    May 13th, 2025

    Its nice how nature volunteers volumes of information about our material existence. So, that we are able to negotiate and survive in our environment.

    Natural world witnesses to a sublime realm that is nice to experience. I am relaxing my habit of trying to control things. It seems to be working. And, the stress associated with maintaining ‘order’ seems very unhealthy.

    I confess, I enjoy travelling, trying new things. Getting away from “the world order” as I knew it and believed it to be in Massachusetts where I’ve lived most of my life. It’s a more controlled environment than down south. More order creates more stress weirdly.

    There’s so much more to know about being a human being, than serving a ‘machine of state’ which seemed to be my only option. If I adapt the political ambitions of the state I can be part. If I didn’t, I had to go scratch out a living somewhere on my own.

    Doing what I am told is not exactly in-grained in my being. Especially if you tell me to do something doesn’t make sense.

    For example, it didn’t make sense to force healthy, low risk people, children and babies to take vaccines when there was no certainty of their long-term effects. There used to be laws against scientists using the public for experimentation.

    The news ‘advertised’ a constantly updated death toll, so that we could all live in fear. Everyone who died (who had been exposed to Cov_d) was counted as Covi_d, even if the person got hit by a car (so clearly not killed by Cov_d).

    More deaths equals more money from the gov’t, I was told. Incentivising death seems rather disturbing object of gov’t.

    Then, nobody subtracted out how many old people die every year from natural causes. So after doing that, the total of Covi_d deaths was about half reported in T.V.

    No flu deaths were reported, I heard from a reliable source. So, if we subtracted a reasonable guess how many flu deaths occur annually based on yearly estimates, it reduced the death toll in half again.

    Roughly speaking, the death toll was about how many people die of fentanyl poisoning a year. Nobody (except the current President) was trying to close the border to limit drugs coming in! Or, taking any extreme measures to stop that problem.

    University of Chicago reported Cov_id deaths were highest among people with low vitamin D levels: Black people, elderly people who were institutionalized, and Alaskan people who get less sun exposure.

    We’re supposed to stay in our houses and where masks constantly when fresh air and sunlight and Vitamin D were the best things for us? Good grief.

    Considering me non-compliant from now on. I’d rather take my chances being killed by a drone than following along with the crowd. Even if they are the so-called ‘educated’ crowd.

  • Limits of Logic

    May 11th, 2025

    I believe that pity is not the appropriate response to my angry feelings towards priests. It seems right to recognize and have pity (or compassion) on all human beings in light of peril of we all experience. But, instinct is nature’s warning sign, that defies, or supercedes or (is a bit outside?) the realm of logic.

    Anger is something we don’t reason our way into necessarily. We experience it when we feel threatened. Our physical response that is triggered can save us from harm. But, it can be like an ocean wave that can easily turn over my small vessel if I am not careful. Good grief, how does reason even function in the passion of anger?

    So, the Rrrrrrrr I observed and wrote about earlier- is inherent in our beings- and is celebrated in the art of Delacroix. It’s the life force. Where does it come from? Anger, then, is a natural part of that force and part of the experience of being.

    According to Chat, the Ai who I consulted to find if their was a relationship between mystery and mastery, said to me: “Some things are to be mastered and some things are to be experienced.” So!

    It’s possible I ruin life’s experiences when I try to master them and subordinate them to my control. Maybe somethings I can just experience? If it sucks, I can just say to myself, or anyone who may be interested, the universe. “Hey, it’d be great if that guy knew what he was talking about about!”

    I know, what I know, what I know to be true inside, there’s a guide in there, see? Priest or no, if you are not making sense, I don’t believe you. Here’s a little hint: if you want to tell us about Jesus, start with the letters in red.

    Is anger to be experienced or mastered? What role does logic play in managing our emotions?

    I am trying to experience anger. Then, in order for my head not to explode with frustration when people claim things about God that don’t make sense, I plan to make snarky, irreverent remarks. Because, seriously, Jesus is probably sitting on His throne saying, too: “Good grief, what is this guy talking about??” “I said the words in red. Red words!”

  • Mastery and Mystery

    May 10th, 2025

    I mentioned the male figure in nature and remarked it/him to be a pitiable thing yesterday. It may be worth explaining in greater detail why I believe that is true.

    The architects mainly of the existing world are men, and as it is falling apart, perhaps animosity generally speaking towards men has reached it logical conclusion. So, we can stop trying to level civilization to the ground in the name of equality. Mission Accomplished!

    Men, by nature need to master things, by ‘men’, I mean the family of human beings male, female, and children. I’ll use “human beings” from now on instead of men, because people foolishly believe “men” to mean only male human beings. It will be obvious eventually why such a distinction is necessary.

    Anyhow, I experienced such a happiness mastering some small task lately. And, it occurred to me that confusion, chaos, our social engineering, the media all serve as distractions from our inner world. Our realm that is sovereign to ourselves and ours alone.

    And, men (male human beings particularly) seem outside that realm almost. Cerebral, excellent problem solvers, emotionally detached, logical like Spock. And, it’s the only world they know- what they can see, touch, manipulate (for good or ill) in the material world. The brain power excels at finding and creating order, perhaps. That where male mind thrives? Mastery of the material world and himself in it?

    But, the mystery that alludes them is Life itself. Which, despite all their engineering, building, striving, they are powerless before that inevitable unknown.

    Imagine striving s lifetime for mastery of that unknown and failing? And, see to what extents men particularly will go to control what is uncontrollable? The unknown can be terrifying. Madness results from men being so obsessed with control (the need to control the uncontrollable- so, fear essentially is the motivation). They wind up destroying the place.

    So, the mastery of life itself is impossible for men to achieve because of its infiniteness. It’s possible that is why the subject of Mona Lisa is smirking at Leonardo D’Vinci?

    Life itself- and women as the image of God in female form, the givers of life)- are a mystery they cannot solve. Or, must go to great lengths to achieve any such mastery in the pursuit.

    How maddening! And wonderful if she lets you into her secrets!

  • Beauty

    May 8th, 2025

    Aweomeness may be a poor word choice for the splendor of Virginia in spring. I tend to think when your gasping for air because you are unable to think or speak in the presence of such loveliness, one is in “awe”. I’ve heard man say that is the feeling he experienced when he first met the woman of his dreams. He was awkward and flabbergasted.

    Not only are women generally lovely, but they hopefully cherish and value all that is good. So, that a man feels devoted to her kindness, objectivity. Contention, when necessary. And so thereby he derives benefit by enjoying the process of becoming his better self. It’s good to have reminders.

    Beauty has that effect of transcendentalism. I see it, I stop breathing. And so- by lifting me out of discouragement or self-doubt- any disrespect, abandonment, or unkindness I am experiencing dissipates. It’s like looking in a mirror and seeing only love.

    Beauty doesn’t mask pain like drugs or drive one to extremes ends to avoid emptiness or pain. The sublime realm of the natural world sees me just the way I am and loves me. Unless I am behaving like a beast. Then, it contends for my own good- because I am making ugly a world clearly meant to be beautiful.

    So, that’s great. I don’t want to spoil the view!

  • Awesomeness Explained

    May 7th, 2025

    In the macro culture, I identified what will be awesome when the god’s of global commerce are exposed and their machinations brought to ruin. On a personal note, I am experiencing awesomeness on a whole new level.

    I gave up my beautiful house which was called Mulberry Farm Antiques and Herbs a decade ago, where you may have visited my mother’s shop and voluminous gardens. It was painful and not by choice (not by my choice anyway). But, when I arrived at Lynchburg, I noticed the profusion of flowering trees…

    Red buds grow like birch trees! They seed generously any spot they can find- making pretty purple hedges along the highways. A road by my house is lined with dozens of decades old Kwanson Cherry trees. (Not to be confused with cherry trees from which we get cherry wood). These are flush with pink carnation-luke blossoms in early spring which fall like rain on the landscape making a fragrant carpet.

    There’s magnolia trees that are sixty feet high! So, ‘a much longer growing season here. They are lush with evergreen foliage, a gorgeous and sturdy tree in both cold and hot weather. One movie I liked was called “Steel Magnolias”, a testimony to the strength and beauty of women, I believe, well-named.

    The memorial park in my neighborhood has one of each kind of tree that are so bountiful in the South. Huge and glorious- like a living testimony of nature’s intricacy- fascinating and delightful.

    What seemed a cruel eviction from a home and garden I loved, was actually an avenue to a massive garden with many more glorious trees and a whole town inside it.

    I am glad in the rush and crush of the modern world, I remembered to be grateful. Otherwise, I may have continued feeling sorry for myself and stewed at what I perceived was an unforgivable injustice. I wouldn’t have seen the grand and beautiful display unfolding before me every moment.

  • Awesomeness

    May 6th, 2025

    I’m glad I discovered there is more to life than being an obedient, global consumer. Let’s face it, for all the bloviating speeches in Washington D.C., and all the fear mongering to enforce it’s agenda of global control, no one believes wars fought to ‘save democracy’ were about creating peace, stability, and prosperity for the citizens of those nations.

    That’s because you’d have to have some experience at creating peace, prosperity, and stability at home, in order to perform that miracle elsewhere. Correct? We haven’t had those things for decades, at least as long as I have been alive.

    We don’t have those elements so conducive to human happiness (which are leaders’ responsibility to achieve). But, we do have dozens of drugstores for every small town in America- and McDonald’s, Dollar General, and Walmart. And, we are fighting wars to secure cheap sh** from China virtually covers the globe!

    The Television, which exists to sell us cheap sh** from China AND to flood our airwaves with pro ‘democracy’ this and pro-democracy that: says wars are for our ‘good.’ I guess if your making a fortune selling faux this and fake that, you want to cover the globe with it. But, is that what American people want? Or, any ordinary citizen of the globe?

    State sponsored materialism: where citizens, work, eat, sleep. Shop on weekends. Repeat.

    I confess, for all my effort to get free from the machine of state and shed my social conditioning, I went shopping at Walmart on my day off. Again.

    It’ll be awesome once we get free from this mad, plastic distributing machine of state that Washington D.C. has become!

  • Magnificent Imagination

    May 5th, 2025

    A good skill I learned surviving is called: “Do the worst, hardest, most difficult things first.” Then, my whole day gets better after that.

    Applied on a broader scale, do the arduous things Monday: then, the whole week seems easier. In a year, do the least inspiring things during January; then, the following expanse of time is free of annoying tasks.

    So, right now, the hardest thing I can think that needs to be done is to say the things that need to be said, that people may or may not want to hear. Then, (according to my working theory), things will get better after that.

    I heard a preacher once say, (and I take what preachers say with a grain of salt) that the thing you desire most, the problem that you most like to see solved in the world is likely your mission in life.

    A person can’t live without a meaningful occupation, I’ve learned so far in my Copper Chronicle search. And, what better way to solve the pandemic of powerlessness people are experiencing?

    Every little bit you work to solve that extraordinary problem, lessens the despair of it. Right?

    Every step in the direction of being an improved version of ourselves reduces the anxiety, despair, and mania. (Mania meaning living frivolously to forget the underlying problem of powerlessness.)

    In order to climb our mountains, or emerge out of despair we must be willing to take a single step, (and it can be a hard one). Then, another. One more. Then, keep going after that. Like children, actually. Baby steps is a good start!

    Once we crack that occified version of our selves (who we have become that is not coping, not thriving, or barely surviving), those who will help us will emerge. Those who will not help us will become clearer, too.

    What our culture has become, is not who we are. At least, it’s not going to define who I am.

    Those who will own the responsibility of building a better world, will inevitably have to recognize what went wrong the first time. Authenticity is required.

    Once we do that hard thing first, the next era gets better.

  • Knowing Evil?

    May 2nd, 2025

    I enjoy how words have complex meanings. To understand accurately what is being said, I can look at root word meanings and original languages. For example, in the Hebrew language each root has a wheel out from which spokes of meaning emerge.

    When the Quakers refused to fight in the Revolutionary war, citing the command: “Thou shalt not kill,” it’s possible they may have defended themselves more rigorously if they understood the several meanings of that root word interpreted “to kill.”

    Shooting a horse who broke his leg and is unable to recover is ending a life. Defending oneself in an armed conflict may result in someone dying. But, our laws distinguish between self defense and murder.

    Murder suggests intent to end a person’s life without any cause (like greed, ambition, or silencing witnesses.) These are causes but not legitimate ones (unless you’re a power hungry maniac hell- bent on global empire). Then, you believe you are all-powerful. And subject to no one.

    According to that definition, you are “evil “. You know and are intimately acquainted with and are operating in concert with it. Then, the new President puts you in jail. And, with that malevolence, ambition, and greed removed from the helm of our nation, down comes the empire of insurance companies, drug companies, and associated media outlets and tech companies keeping your corrupt empire in tact.

    That’ll be good because knowing Evil is exhausting. I can’t even by a 50 cent notebook without seeing this on the inside flap: For researching other nations: visit cia.org/archives or some such message.

    Does the CIA now educate our children? I thought Microsoft and Google were bad enough.

  • All Right… All Ri-i-ght!

    May 1st, 2025

    There aren’t exact letters and syllables to describe what came out of my mouth lately, when approached by a “Conservation Officer.” Sort like: “Ahm DOing ‘Awl RAGHT!!”

    There are occasions when I remind myself of Vanna White. As a youngest child, I had to be very convincing to get attention. I’d brim with enthusiasm and gleam from every pore trying to demonstrate my idea or plan.

    Eventually I decided, maybe these people just don’t like enthusiasm or ideas?? To make use of popular break up narrative: “It’s not you, it’s me,” I decided with some people: “NO, it’s not me. It’s YOU!” Then, exited stage left.

    He was a rather pleasant looking Conservation Officer. My spell check accidently wrote: “C-o-n-v-e-r-s-a-t-i-o-n Officer” which accurately reflects my anxiety about authority lately. And, speaking.

    Express one un-curated opinion about the state of the world, and assume your demise! So, eventually I stopped talking. No one listening, why bother??

    While Officer Army Green was approaching, I shirked about what he may say. Being a northerner in the South, I already talked too fast- like freakishly fast at first. I believe they thought I was demon- possessed.

    ‘Sort of how foreign species speak on Star Trek: the rhythm, speed, frequency, and pitch of the language is genuinely ‘alien.’ It’s unfamiliar, different, and hard to understand.

    Fortunately, the young man only tipped his hat politely to me (as men are accustomed to treating ladies in the South). Then, he said: ” How ‘R You do_in ? ” In a warm, full-bodied, and rhythmic tone.

    Then, my inner Matthew McConaughey emerged and I said: ” Ahm do_in A-h-l RA-A-GHT! HOW You Do_in ? ” With affection.

    Saved! I guess my habit of picking up behaviors and words from other people comes in handy. Even if it’s just a guy on YouTube.

    Officer Charm went on visiting with other folks at the park. Next on his trail was an old black man who was fishing on a bench in his flannel shirt and jeans. His loyal wife sitting in the car nearby, while he enjoyed a few hours of respite.

    I hoped he isn’t shirking and wincing too as the officer approached. But, they just chatted together a wh-i-i-i-le, observing the sun on the river, and gentle waves lapping on the shore by their feet.

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