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  • Muse or Amuse?

    April 5th, 2025

    I heard a preacher say once: Amusement is a sort of diversion of our time away from meaningful pursuits. I thought he was a kind of sour puss.

    However, “muse” originally means to wonder, to ponder, like Rocky the hen who sat in the tree at night watching the sunset. Muse is like a place of inspiration where artists and poets reside, but available to all. A place of questions and insights. It’s a place of purposeful pursuit.

    Compare that to a-muse. A-muse is a place where no meaningful pursuit exists. No thought is necessary, no inspiration required. Sort of like the older generation’s Carnival, or my generation’s T.V.. The young people now have Tik Tok.

    I asked a graduate from a Massachusetts’ High School last summer what her interests were (inviting her to share what excited her about her future). She said: “Tik Tok.” I sort of poked around gently – sharing my own ideas. She insisted she works and in her free time looks at Tik Tok. This may be viewed as “amusement” in the negative sense the pastor warned.

    Perhaps a cataclysm like a volcano, or an earth-shattering quake is not a bad thing, in view of our nation’s current addiction to a-musement. Words change in meaning, they adapt and evolve. What one generation means by a word, is not necessarily the same to the next.

    Generally, an earthshaking cataclysm may be viewed a bad thing. In light of the world’s obsession with meaningless pursuits, maybe it is a good thing. Words change meaning, maybe what we view as “good’ and “bad” also changes depending on our perspective?

    I never believed the idea that there is no such thing absolute truth, or all truth is subjective. That sounds like someone trying to justify lying to me. A sort of Orwellian doublespeak. But, drawing on my experience in ethics (which is not much), it’s possible a crisis is a good thing right now.

  • Confusion

    April 3rd, 2025

    My previous word choice, “transvestite,” reminds me of sometimes tragic people who are cruelly treated and often become homeless because of their non-conformity to cultural norms. Children can be particularly cruel – mocking and jesting. I meant to poke fun at myself, not anybody else. I am sorry for that word choice.

    So, to be clearer, I am happy to have found a home among the gender-confused people of the modern world. But, words can be tricky. I must explore whether “confusion” means what I believe it means to avoid being misunderstood.

    The root word “con” I remember from ninth grade English is related to com meaning “together.” “Fuse” is to melt or blend. So, confusion means in one sense a blending of two things. Rigid thinking about gender are tested when we understand that human beings possess both male and female hormones in differing levels. And, those are bound to get bungled like any other human system we possess.

    To be fair to those of us who do not fit neatly into a “Stepford Wives” reality, people are essentially human beings first– so inherently valuable. Characteristics that we possess – including an infinitely complex array of traits that may or may not be gender-related – is what makes us special.

    To continue our word examination: “con” also means to con somebody, so to deliberately create confusion for the purpose of exploitation. Fuse is a means of igniting explosives. This is what we typically mean by our subject word: chaos and disorder: Danger!

    Is there a plan to deliberately create confusion between the sexes? To make males and females or the in betweeners feel self-conscious about themselves, have difficulty relating to others, and question their value? That exposes a vast and calculated plan of social dissolution similar to that of Carl Marx’s. (Talk about human systems going awry.)

    If I con-fuse or blend all definitions of our subject word into one, it may be accurate to say confusion is mixing things together -that may or may not be related- creating disorder, chaos, even danger. Possibly for the purpose of exploitation.

    So, I am just going to be myself, and wear my orange. And maybe my hardhat, too.

  • Hair!

    April 2nd, 2025

    I am not a fan of hedonism, having had my fill of it. Something I learned since childhood, growing up in the 70’s. I am still recovering from the error my ways. So, I am not a prude, rather an expert on that matter.

    Despite my inglorious past, and my efforts to reform myself and appear ‘normal,’ no matter what I do in the mirror every morning, I look like Javier Milei. If you don’t know what he looks like, imagine David Cassidy (also from the 70’s) stuck his finger in a light socket. Or, Tina Turner, getting caught in the rain. It’s those two entertainers morphed into one bad hairdo!

    This phenomenon where I believe the universe is trying to tell me something is similar to when I wanted to put lots of straw in the hen pen. The universe warned me in a fashion hard to explain- rather like an impression, a warning in my being that advised against it.

    I did it anyway and rats had a fiasco- tunneling, destroying, gnawing. Rrrrrrr!

    The same thing happened when I went shopping and everything I wanted to buy was orange. What is this urge?? Nobody wears orange actually. Except emergency workers and people who don’t want to be hit by cars, etc.

    Perhaps I should be more concerned about my safety than usual. Universe? AM I getting warm?

    After the fiasco with the rats, I am inclined to listen more to this inner being, or Being. This guide- Impression too powerful to ignore.

    I have to make my hair work for me. I have to “own” my hair. Liberty!!

    Sometimes I have to play the cards I am dealt. After a few fashion tips from YouTube, I look very stylish, actually. Add orange earrings. I look like a seventy’s rock star with a touch of Talbot’s.

  • Pride of Lions

    April 1st, 2025

    It’s interesting that a Lion who roars and who is King of the jungle is surrounded by female lions whose job it is to carry out the work of his kingdom. The model does reflect older human cultures, that is, more traditional cultures than our modern one.

    The male lions defend and protect the pride because they are bigger in stature. They frolic with the female lions (if the females find them suitable mates) – making more lions. Then, they help hunt occasionally if a beast like a buffalo demands extra wrestling to subdue.

    This scenario reminds me of the hen and rooster relationship in nature: the scientifically observable, biological partnership that has existed and sustained hens and humans for all of time. I have to say that the great noise of a rooster, or a lion is useful in times of danger. Sex is great. But, the male of each of these species is a demonstrable failure carrying out the work characteristic of females.

    It makes sense that a male does not show themselves in weakness necessarily. A predator will make off with his mate, or mother, or his young otherwise. So, human men should not be made to feel they are wanting in sentiment. They are on duty in a large part, active duty, always which must be exhausting.

    Although male lions are often seen lingering in the sun, quite relaxed and happy, like Lyle, my small house lion after he eats. He is happy because he can take a break from his lion duties and the lioness (or me in this case) is taking care of things. A predator must take on several lionesses (I am told who are quite terrifying) in order to threaten the king while He sleeps. That is why he is able to rest. The king has capable counterparts.

    I believe for any sanity to be restored to male and female relationships, we have to understand nature. The nature of every creatures is not the same. There are delicate men, whose brain power is astonishing. But, don’t necessarily do well in rough and tumble sports: artists, scientists, and scholars, for example.

    There are women who excel in sports. Female hockey is not a sport of pounding and thrashing and fun-having (at least the men look like they are enjoying it.) Women hockey players are more artful to watch. They do not have the brawn necessarily to overpower their opponent by pounding so they use their brains instead. It’s more like a chess game on an ice skating rink. (I try, and try, and try- to figure out what move a player will make next. But, I can’t. That is why she is a professional hockey player and I am not.)

    Some females have to be terrifying, like mother hens and lionesses. Soldiers operating the Isreali Missile Defense System. I am told by someone ‘in the know’ that female soldiers respond more quickly to signals; they are more flexible and adaptable than their male counterparts. (Women used to be called ‘sensitive’ but in a derogatory way).

    Our nation will never be the same again. We are not going back to any imagined ‘good old days.’ That decades long regime is failing. Our original institutions have been overthrown in pursuit of a global world order (an economic empire controlled by the powerful and enforced by its never ending wars).

    It may seem our last days. But, I believe it is our finest days. We will be free from the tyranny that has enslaved us our whole lives. Rooarrrr!!

  • Sense and Desensitization

    March 31st, 2025

    A large part of my education growing up was watching T.V.. I learned from the “Sweathogs,” for example, that America was a thing to be despised in light of the coming “New World Order” promised by the U.N.. “Welcome Back Cotter,” wasn’t exactly a fun show promising a future for the kids from the wrong side of the tracks. It was a show where kids from the wrong side of the tracks (actually highly paid actors) educate the next generation like me to abandon the idea of America.

    Hollywood has a long history of counter culture education. For example, I don’t know about you but, How does Capital One Bank continually portray human beings as vikings and savages and well- refuse- and continue to be successful?

    Well, its a carefully calculated campaign by people who hate us to demoralize us, and lend us money at ungodly interests rates. What else can explain Americans have been groomed from birth to believe paying 2-3 times more for homes, cars, and education is normal?

    Hollywood and its related productions in advertising has normalized human beings behaving like savages, eating junk food, and working like slaves to pay their masters (Big Banks who own them). When the slaves revolt, their masters say: “Conspiracy theory!” mocking relentlessly any poor person who just wants to work and lives their lives free from the corrupt political machine in Washington D.C..

    I got news for you Washington D.C., Toto is pulling the curtain on your affairs and the whole corrupt scheme is coming down!! It must give the Almighty enormous pleasure to defeat this malevolent beast with a girl wandering in a strange land and her scruffy little dog.

    See? Women can do things. Even if its just asking questions. It’s not clear where the men are. Maybe that secret stays with the Almighty. I don’t need to know the answer to that question anyway.

    A story about a tent peg comes to mindπŸ€”

  • Notes from the Underworld

    March 30th, 2025

    It has been my suspicion for a long time now, that the truth I seek is being masqueraded by an infinite amount of distractions. I hate the T.V.. So, that has been dead to me for thirty years now.

    The short time I was married my husband watched T.V.. He kept it on for “company” I guess, for want of any meaningful inner life. How a person views a mechanical device with a carefully curated messages of madness as ‘good company’ I will never know. According to the T.V., the only shiny, happy, people that exist and are living the dream! are ones taking Drugs.

    When I woke myself up in the middle of the night singing drug company commercials, I knew that story did not have a happy ending. My husband loved his Kraft Macaroni and Cheese and Coca- Cola! Yum: Lab food!! The idiot box was like his “Mother Ship.” Tune in for your latest CIA messaging!

    People who own Big Media clearly enjoy making sport of human beings they detest. Hollywood, an industry run by sexual predators, has made sex objects of us all- man, woman, child, and non-binary creatures. They claim gender is “a social construct” (meaning there is no real difference between male and female). But, then suggest to our children, “There may be something wrong with you, so we will give you chemicals to alter your gender (that they claim is only a social construct) in order to “fix” you.”

    If gender is only an ‘imposed’ idea of the human imagination, why is surgery necessary? Why can’t people children just be themselves, imperfect beings we all are, without surgical intervention? God have mercy on those children in Hollywood who’ve had so much surgery they look like ‘designer’ children. My generation thought “Mommy Dearest” was a nightmare.

    The TV, in case it is not obvious, is controlled by people who believe doing experiments on children and altering their sexuality (which is not even adequately developed until they become adults) is a good idea. They championed the cause of the last administration, as if we should all believe this is completely normal. And, accept it. So, the people in power who own media networks are sexual predators and psychopaths.

    Normally, we beat senseless sexual predators who approach children on a play ground to discuss ‘their sexuality.’ Perhaps we should consult Jesus on the matter. He says it’d be better to hang a millstone about the creatures’ necks and drown them, rather than let them harm children, I believe. Jesus doesn’t share this generation’s

    So! Hollywood sexual predators and psychopaths who own Big Media- you have been put on notice!

  • Hostile or Hospitable?

    March 21st, 2025

    Hopefully, I have effectively communicated in my Chronicles that the universe is hospitable to those who seek Truth. The sky itself suggests exploration, imagination, and discovery! It’s brilliant blue color is like an ocean of peace – an antidote to chaos of this modern world.

    So, by “world” I mean people, ideas, and systems governing our material existence- to be clear. Hollywood, Google, Big Pharma, McDonald’s -all manifestations of Washington, D.C., “Incorporated.” And Halloween… which I hate. And, the public school systems which produces people to proliferate it, etc.

    The universe is that infinitely higher realm where we may step outside ourselves, renew our minds and thoughts by exploring and seeking truth. There is Redemption from this corrupt modern world (See previous post).

    Fretting is not an option. Suffering seems guaranteed, since the world by nature becomes hostile and rejects anything that stands between itself and self-glorying. It’s sort of like the material world (as defined above) is governed by a narcissistic psychopath. Let me explain…

    Hollywood IS governed by sexual predators -that should be clear enough. (Harvey Weinstein, “Me, too.”) The television exists for the purpose of selling it’s garbage plus the faux food industry’s lab food, plus Big Pharma concoctions, and “the news.”

    Imagine a news source “owned” by powerful entities that hate us? These few, elites are major advertisers and income sources of Main Stream Media. I believe Big Pharma sponsors 70% of news programs!

    How else can one explain the proliferation of these few major Corporations except that they ‘own’ the news? They must ‘own’ many of the politicians in Washington, too- who are fighting to serve and protect the decades-long status quo. When the American people fight back, Washington D.C., Inc. /via the news accuses them of being the problem. That is how narcissistic abuse works.

    Lie, obfuscate, confuse reality (that is Hollywood’s job) and the news’ job now- they both look like Hollywood productions. So fake! Deception is step one in the narcissistic-psychopathic agenda.

    Step 2 is Control: The news/television says: “Our agenda for America and the globe is GOOD! McDonald’s is GOOD! Drugs are GOOD! War is GOOD! Hollywood, Disney- GOOD! And anyone who threatens our system of control is evil and bad! (by that they mean the American people who voted against the status quo). Conditioning and gaslighting are psychological tools characteristic of psychopaths.

    Step 3 Manipulation. Everyone who has been brainwashed by Step 1, and subjected themselves to the system of control (willingly or unconsciously) in Step 2, can be manipulated in Step 3. If you speak against the narrative you will be bankrupted, outed, blackmailed, and abused. Naysayers of the “Agenda” must be silenced to keep the brainwashed masses in control.

    “You are champions of Democracy!” People have been groomed from birth to believe this by public school systems designed to create ’employees’ of the Liberal “New World Order.” That is another psychopathic pattern: grooming and flattering people, (part of Step 1 and 2 Deceive and Control. )

    It appears these few powerful entities that own Washington D.C., the news, and Hollywood- that have controlled our nation for decades (except for the current chaotic character in power) employ the patterns of narcissistic psychopaths.

    That is the only reasonable explanation of our nation’s current condition: The same evil that made slaves of our African American neighbors in the name of “Progress”; tried to exterminate America’s first peoples in the pursuit of “Modernization;” is now trying to create a global system of control- selling faux things that are killing us All in the name of “Science.”

    Man destroying himself and herself and itselves and ‘they’- themselves, in the pursuit of self glory. Again. Only with war machines, unlimited fake money, and technology that infinitely surpasses capability of previous generations for destruction.

    Truth is: There is no self-glorying in this world allowed history proves. And, the universe is responding accordingly by chaos candidate, “TRUMP”, to free us from the system of control that has been our lifelong desire to escape. (At least that has been my desire).

    Hollywood, Washington D.C. “Incorporated”, Big Pharma, McDonald’s, the liars and deceivers – warmongers – who have built this corrupt system have been put on notice!

  • Approaching Happiness

    March 18th, 2025

    The quest for truth has been fruitful!

    Asking questions and seeking answers is like having a conversation with reality. I am fortunate most of my life experiences do not constitute the “whole story.” My new theory is that everything in this world that seems fake and grotesque is only a misrepresentation of an original something that is beautiful and true.

    The next question to fathom is whether the distorted and grotesque things of this world were ever part of the original good? What changed them?

    I posited lately that the maybe the path to a better world was to look inside ourselves to see whether there may be any blame, or conditions where we failed to be our best selves, or ideas we have boasted that prove upon later reflection to be erroneous? People here celebrate Lent. I have been eating lots of lentils but I can’t say for sure whether there is any relation.

    I went to a Lent celebration. The experience was like a native American sweat lodge (which was a mystery I’ve been eager to explore). The high heat and pressure in the presence of the powerful energy source forces the toxins of body and spirit to the surface.

    The experience may be closely related to the experience of pain where according to CS Lewis, we may become acutely aware of reality and ourselves in it. But, the service didn’t hurt; except I remembered that I dressed up as Madonna in High School for Halloween and thought I was very cool. That was painful. I hate Halloween.

    Perhaps I better qualify my previous statement by saying: I believe CS Lewis means that when we suffer pain we experience truth about our selves and reality we cannot experience otherwise. (Except to a different degree in a hot house, or Lenten service).

    It is sort of like Olympic champions press themselves to achieve. They suffer and endure on purpose, they practice, practice, practice. In so doing, they shed their less than best selves and illusions and pursue their best selves and their highest ideal of what they may become.

    So, the great news is there is redemption from our less than best selves. I believe then the goal is to love that Madonna emulating, Diet Coke drinking, Hollywood child of hell that I was and remembered during Lent. Maybe? πŸ€”

    The Great Commandment says: to love God and love others as we love ourselves. We must loves ourselves. We don’t have to like ourselves. That’s why we sweat. That’s why we suffer!

    If I have to love that person (and I must) because love is the only thing that can save me from my worse self, I believe I must find out what the mirror is in that strange dream I had about priests (“Where’s the Manna?”) .

    In the dream there were priests sitting about doing monk things. The one in charge had a black hole in his chest – where his heart was supposed to be.

    I remembered later (and did not include in that blog post mentioned above), his chest had a round mirror on a swivel – the kind you might use for shaving. It aimed upwards and light reflected off it. Perhaps it was the source illuminating the scene of the rather wretched monks?

    Anyhow, if the wretched priest had a mirror maybe I have one, too. Maybe his is just not working properly, otherwise his heart would not be black.

  • Southern Hens

    March 3rd, 2025

    My new world is a huge pen of creatures to study, much greater than my small hen pen and four hens in Northfield, MA. That explains why there are so many more hazards to avoid and observations to ponder. I have been on edge for months. Not only am I observing the ‘pen’ and the creatures in it, I am IN the observation pen this time.

    There are much more here than coyotes plus hawks – lions and tigers and bears- and Google that eye my comings and goings. There may be someone right now observing me and writing a blog about me and my activities. Oh MY!

    I left off lately saying our human condition is why happiness eludes us. And, then there is that inconvenience we usually avoid talking about, death. My hens faced death bravely. Copper- my shiny happy friend- bore her suffering patiently. When I brought her to the vet to have her put to sleep (as there was no hope of her recovering that I could find), putting her to sleep took about an hour and a half….Are they calling a priest for last rites in there? Good grief!

    My neighbors in Northfield volunteered much less calculated and expensive ways to end my favorite hen’s life. But, I fell for the great ‘bait,’ the idea that modern science can solve all problems, including dying. Often what scientists and drug companies are really doing- let’s be honest- is selling us drugs to induce in us a ‘sense’ of well-being. They are selling an illusion only (often.) I don’t like how much work it takes to sort out the genuine ‘good’ for you medicines and the ‘fake’ ones that just mask symptoms.

    It’s just like McDonald’s ‘comfort food’ and Kraft macaroni and cheese. The illusion of ‘comfort’ and the illusion of ‘food!’ Shouldn’t food actually possess nutrition to qualify as food?? Isn’t that what the FDA does? And, the scientists who make addictive, food-like substances or work at the FDA, do they even like human beings? You’d think affection for your fellow human being would be Question #1 on the employment application.

    Anyhow, the southern immersion is going great beside the people running the country behind the scenes which people are waking up to finally. Likely, the naysayers will accuse me of being paranoid. Someone may be observing you and writing a blog about you? People operating behind the scenes in Washington D.C.? Scientists creating questionable chemical substances that are bad for you but tell you they are good for you?

    Well…Yah.

    Y’all didn’t know that?

  • Lyle, and Other Stalkers

    February 11th, 2025

    Today is freezing weather and snowy, so icy, slushy. Virginians aren’t terrific at snow to start with. So this storm- they got the worst of winter on steroids. If the power goes out, there will be weeping and mourning in the streets, as if the judgment of God were upon us. That is what the Bible says about snow storms anyhow. Not necessarily a judgment upon whom its snowed. But, a sign of judgment none-the-less.

    Lyle is in my small apartment with me today. He doesn’t want to go out. He’s tried ten times and like a mom with a bored child at home I try to encourage him in any direction to keep him from getting under foot. My apartment has about 30 square feet of space to walk about. Cut that area in half and share it with an unpredictable animal and someone is bound to get tangled up (me- most likely.)

    Lyle by day normally is out and about seeing all the business there is to see outside my door. He visits the neighbors who care for stray animals generously. He gets snacks. The lady up the road is mean and ornery. He spends time in her beautiful garden which she labors at compulsively. (I think he likes living on the edge.) He likes to observe the comings and goings of delivery vehicles in the neighborhood, who gets groceries. Another friendly neighbor offers him a treat, because he is cute.

    But, Lyle can’t observe the on-goings in the neighborhood today because of the storm. So, he is observing me instead in our small apartment, which is barely fit for one inhabitant let alone one with a small lion.

    I cooked beans today he wanted to see them. He played with a bean a bit. Not quite as interesting as a bird or a bug, rather dull really. A bean. Then I went to work on my computer, he was observing me there carefully. Technology is not so interesting to cats. But that is what’s happening in the tiny apartment.

    Lyle is always first to the fridge, trying to buffalo me into doing his will and purpose which is to pull out a cat buffet. When I wash dishes, he is there. When I sit in my chair – he is on my lap immediately.

    Poor Lyle, not much action in the tiny apartment today. For me, its kind of like Google ads following me around everywhere I go online.

    Lyle is stalking me because he is a cat. It’s his nature to observe things and play with them. I am the only action in the apartment today. That’s his excuse…

    What’s Google’s?

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