Copper Chronicles

Oddly, I learned that God was not a tyrant today at the Maier Museum of Art. My distaste for contemporary art was gnawing at me, like eating a peach and crunching on a pit. A gritty nub isn’t delicious, pleasing, and lovely like a peach. And so, my sensibilities being tuned towards more classical forms of art, I spit out the distasteful pit of modern artistic expression.

Contemporary Art isn’t always beautiful, and the meaning is often obscured. Being an entitled person (in my own mind), I imagined art should be visually pleasing and contribute something meaningful to me. Both preferably. Isn’t that what art is for? To improve culture? To enrich and elevate people?

The host of the gallery, David, patiently assisted while I “pulled the log out” of my own eye. Then, I may be fit to help others with obstructions in their own view about art. That is the formula according to Jesus. Correct your own self first, otherwise you cannot see things accurately enough to be of use to anyone else.

Truth be told, I am not certain that it is necessary that Contemporary Art live up to my expectations of art at all. Or anyone- ever?

What right do I have to expect anyone person or Artwork to live up to my expectations? My definition of Art was clearly an obstacle- an entitled filter through which I was looking at the world. Then, I could not see the artwork or artist at all.

The reason I know God is not a tyrant is because, whatever standards exist in the universe for the well-being of human beings- for health, verbal or visual communication, or any sphere of our existence, an All-powerful One could easily destroy whatever displeases Him. And force us to abide by His rules.  

Such One could summon a whole army and lock up anyone who acted in unauthorized ways- which could be any of us or all of us collectively at any moment of time. Like me, when I wanted to march out in furious protest at the gallery’s latest show. And destroy my cell phone which seems an inescapable tool necessary to interact with contemporary culture.

A device like a cell phone and our dependence on it can create a tyranny. That depends on who is curating its use- just like a Museum Director curates an art show.

The beautiful place I came from was far from the modern world. I witnessed the world’s devolution around me, changes, dangers, and impossible looking challenges. But that chaos didn’t penetrate my private one, until I looked at my cell phone.

I’d have stayed buried there happily forever if “progress” didn’t crush my family financially. But, in everything I lost, I gained a valuable insight into the modern world. Maybe art is like God speaking to us, the way nature speaks to us. It’s a conversation outside how we traditionally may view art or God.

Contemporary Art is about people communicating and trying to be understood, in unusual ways- outside the rigid forms of what may be called classical art. The expressions may seem chaotic, disturbing. And, in my case disorientating.

But, after some hand-holding by patient docents, I discovered some paintings were fun in a rule-breaking way. Others, dark and foreboding, like mysteries that need solving. Artists can create out-of-the-box experiences for viewers.

I didn’t immediately “like” any of them. But, only a tyrant would stop people from expressing themselves. That what disturbs us is allowed to exist proves God is not tyrannical.

What He asks is we not be judgmental of others and love them. As we can, listen to them. Every human being has something to contribute even if it is not obvious at first. Even if they are different. Or negatively affect our sensibilities as in my modern art experience.

I couldn’t see “Great Art” at first or anything else for that matter because of my entitled thinking and rigid expectations. But I wrestled with my frustration and disappointment and found what I was really looking for, myself. And the God who listens when we speak.       

Religious communities speak of “Pride” as a moral failing. That is, the elevation if oneself to god-like power despite the reality of our precarious state. Modernization, or abandoning our collective wisdom of history in the name of ‘the new,’ scientific knowledge and technology, is giving us cultural Botox.

There’s no guarantees the “treatment” will work. And, we may well risk being worse off then before we experimented with the scientific improvements. Like, Botox victims become unrecognizable and distorted.

It’d be better if we had a cultural identity, before facing this Brave New World. Then, people and young people particularly will be less inclined to try any new thing they see on Tik Tok in order to find one.

Identity-less ness is a brutal condition. Human beings who are susceptible to what is quickly becoming a vast ocean of knowledge, human interactions via social media, technological and scientific interventions (and manipulations) may be lost in “system overload.”

I am certain people much smarter than me are crying in the wilderness with the support of scientific research that human brains are not satisfactorily able to process so much sensory input from even our cell phone use.

It’s great we may become anyone we want using this ‘new’ technology. I understand the enthusiasm for possibilities. But, if we don’t understand our origins- where we came from- then, where we are going can be a bit alarming.

Even if we know human history and are thoroughly acquainted with tragedies and triumphs of humanity in previous ages, the future may still be daunting. A great blank slate, who knows Who or What will write on??

The reason for my concern about unmooring people from the past and thrusting them into a ‘new world’ largely controlled by Science and Technology is, well, our world will be largely controlled by a tiny group of people welding almost unlimited power.

People will not know what reality is because what we see on social media or experience watching news is easily manipulated. I liked watching Star Trek growing up, but for an hour a week. Sometimes more, if I find reruns. I am not sure I am ready for full-time, Sci-fi experience on steroids that the future holds.

I believe people inventing new technology, and prognosticators rushing us to our collective future built on scientific knowledge, don’t realize that we are all becoming infinitely smaller and insignificant by it.

Prophets of Ai mean to ‘save humanity’. Or, they are just lying to silent the masses who are watching what is happening with rapt attention.

I can’t help but believe the higher human beings rise, like Big Tech giants or our own selves in a careless overestimation of our abilities, the harder we will fall.

It’s not wrong to want to do great things human beings are capable of achieving. But, pride is a lousy motivation. It blinds us to the repercussions of our actions. We forget to consider how our behavior effects other people🤔

Achievement at great expense to others then, creates a kind of devolution. The proponents of evolution may need to reconsider their theory. That ‘evolving human beings’ cause devolving in others is hardly an achievement to be proud of. That both forces are at work in the world rather points to the existence of a God, rather than refutes it.

Seems God built a system of checks and balances into our existence: Proud ass-holes who don’t consider others when striving to achieve power create in their wake powerless human beings who may hate them, resent them. And, consequently destroy them and their potentially- harmful – if -not -adequately -restrained ambitions.

I am still not certain what pride is exactly, but it can be rather hazardous, for sure. To oneself and others.

It’s possible “Pride” is a manifestation of identity-less ness. Someone so much in need of being valued or recognized and appreciated, he/she/they them will do anything to escape emptiness – the vacuum of unmoored culture that we’ve become??

Maybe Elon Musk and Bill Gates are just trying to be themselves and must achieve what they are capable of achieving which is not necessarily pride in itself. Maybe men particularly require demonstrating themselves and their abilities so that they may be loved? How will we be loved, if we do not show the world who we truly are?

We can’t fault a person for intelligence. Maybe geniuses have some diabolical drive to control humanity like ‘mad scientists’ are portrayed in literature, like in CS Lewis’ writing, Abolition of Man.

How can we distinguish between a person with a healthy estimation of oneself (so not demonstrating pride as a moral failing) and therefore must achieve great things; and, the genius one who is proud and possesses diabolical plans for us?

Well, their attitude towards humanity. That’s a ‘tell.’

It seems our nation has reached a new low and a new high simultaneously. In the natural climate when low and high pressures meet, there’s a storm. The two forces at work cannot coexist, no matter how hard the social engineers, intellectuals, and news media enforces conformity to their globalist agenda.

Storms don’t conform. They transform by destroying what isn’t built to last. Jesus says the fool builds his house on sand (collective ideology being the sand in this case). He said that because those dwellings cannot endure reality. They are human-made, and weak. Intellectually soggy. Wishy washy.

Right now the prognosticators would have us believe, guns are bad unless they are used to murder your political opponents. Then, guns are good. It’s ok to murder people who do not want to build their houses on sand. If we kill those people, our pathetic dwellings will still sink in the storm. The non-existence of political dissent only makes the house built on sand more precarious.

If your house was poorly built, sinking, about to be destroyed by a storm maybe literally or figuratively speaking, ought not a voice crying in the wilderness be a good thing?

As I’ve discovered lately in examining my disposition to hate modern art, I’ve discovered that even things I hate can teach me about myself. Art that is ugly to look at, like Picasso’s Mademoiselles… is disturbing. Who wants to be disturbed, I say?

So, this leads me to ask myself, which is a useful expression of humility perhaps, what reason should I expect to never be disturbed? To only experience happiness?

Our collective obsession with feelings and feeling good has become the end all of our modern culture. Whether we’re eating McDonald’s, snacking on social media bits (which are also addictive), or flattering ourselves how enlightened and ‘good’ we are to ourselves and our neighbors, we are all certainly deceived.

A cloak has been laid up on our world, one of terror, chaos, darkness and confusion. Let us not be deceived that we are safe from storms, if we’ve built our collective dwellings on anything but Jesus Christ.

Heed His warning, for a storm is coming!

The art of worry is closely related to the Art of War. When one worries, in essence s/he/they/them is entertaining some fearsome event that may possibly occur. But, it may not actually exist in reality.

Worrying is allowing our self to be in a state of derision about something we imagine is possible, or true. But might not be either. So, kind of a dangerous pass-time actually.

Like, preteens who are fighting fiercely to have gender-altering treatment because they can. They can smoke crack, too, or jump off bridges. They can run away from home. Get tattooed. But, it doesn’t logically follow they should do any of these things.

This is what parents are for: to protect young people from dangerous ideas and trends that are not necessarily in children’s best interest: things they learn from Hollywood, the internet, and public schools.

The Art of War has similar designs on us as a culture: Derision.

Make communication impossible! And, cut off citizenry financially. Poor and confused people are easily enslaved.

If people don’t own firearms, their enemy can just heard them up and sell them for slaves. Let’s face it, aside from Western Civilization in the last century and a half, slavery was a cultural norm – a sort of institutionalized expression of hate for human beings that did not reflect the culture, intellect, and vanity of cultural elites.

Kind of like today. Contempt, inhumanity, and slavery are ever the tools of oppression by powerful people. Tell young people they have a right to sex change operations. Send a child home to every family in the nation gender-confused. (Meanwhile no such problem existed before for 99.9% of them) And, chaos is the result.

Like I said, the art of worry is closely related the the Art of War. 🤔 What powerful people want America in a state of confusion?? And, poor??

Oh, maybe it’s that crowd at Davos, Who say: “You will be happy and own nothing.” Like slaves.

The Bible says the Sword of the Lord and Christ Word’s are the same thing. Or similar things, I believe. This explains why when we say anything as mere human beings it can cause pain. Words are powerful; they can build and also destroy.

I believe words carry ideas, intentions, and the will of those who speak. So, if someone in a position of political power says: “I wish all those people would die…” S/he they/them are conveying an inspiration- for lack of a better word- of genocide. Death.

A disgruntled teen may utter a phrase of hatred or express retaliation to a teacher, for example, who humiliates him in front of the class. But, the context and the position of the speaker matter.

The rage and intention of violence is similar in the basement dwelling teen and the would-be attorney general of my state, Jay Jones, for example. But, the origin is the same.

Hate and rage are hellish by nature. When we speak so, we agree with the Adversary of humanity. For hate only has the capacity to destroy.

That is why I have abandoned hate for redemption of the loving God. Rage, anxiety, and fear are part of our human experience. “Natural” we’ve been told.

But, hate that wants to murder it’s neighbor is more than a natural anger, which may emerge as a response to protect ourselves from physical threats. Our will to live can be natural and reasonable.

But hate has energy, force, beyond just the physical realm. It’s bi-realmly so to say. Hateful words carry power to harm.

Hate may be viewed as anger detached from reason. So, inflamed by imagined threats not actual ones. Irrational then, hate IS.

I heard a young leftist say: “We are gods- let us then use our power for good.” And, it is true human beings possess god-like abilities being made in the image of the One True God. That is, the words we speak have power to build or to destroy, like Jesus says.

I just hope that people would wake up to that fact that, once the god-like beings that hate America succeed in destroying our country- then what?

We’re going to need a builder.

My chronicle has been a harrowing tale of life and death, tragedy and mischief. Readers may not know which part is fictional and which part (if any) is a real story. That’s a truth about great stories, it’s usually the true ones we remember.

True stories, great tales help us reach beyond, outside, above, even inside occasionally to see our best selves. We try to cheer on the hero, or lament the injustice of the oppressed. We identify with the challenges, struggles and frustrations of our fellow human beings.

Great tales touch as at our deepest fears and inspire us to our highest good. They contain the whole nitty-gritty of human experience. And the heroine, if there is one, wins. At least in my story she does.

I am not bragging my story is a great story, just that I know what a great story is because I have read some. The people in it make my heart beat. Their stories become my story when I run my race and don’t give up, like heroes do.

Victories in stories become our own- when we cheer along side characters to not quit against formidable odds. Impossibilities- really. A hero is the one who doesn’t quit in the face of the impossible. When there is no hope, a hero says- yes, there is.

“There is always hope,” says Samwise Gamgee in the film, Lord of the Rings, right after being saved from the dripping jaws of a devouring beast. Or was it Aragorn? The warrior who sees a handful of rag tag soldiers, brimming with fear and bumbling in their gear- the howling wolves of Mordor raging at their door?

Even if your hanging on by a thread, you believe it. Something inside says darkness cannot win. Evil cannot reign unchecked. Even in the impossible labyrinth which is the modern technological world, where who knows What? or Who? is behind the scenes waging war, we can have hope.

There are beasts, there is darkness, deep and horrifying where such things dwell. There is hate that will eat us alive and drag our souls to the pit of hell, if we let it. But, there also is a God Who says: “Call on me and I will show you great and mighty things that you do not know.” (Jeremiah 33:3).

He’s cheering us on. He’s ten steps ahead of the monsters, the destroyers, the profane and hateful ones who deny Him. Jesus is roaring like a lion. And, He is not afraid. And, He lives in me. Nothing can stop me now!

The last nine years of my life have been sort of “Jen Olympics.” Covid experience peaked my already crisis-like existence. I watched my fellow human beings willingly obey tyranny that culminated in millions losing jobs and homes during stringent shut-down orders. Millions were put at risk of side effects- forced to take a “medical treatment” that didn’t do much.

Fresh air and sunshine were a natural antidote to the virus. But, we were forced to stay in closed and close spaces with others with masks on. I am not a medical professional. But, I know bull-sh** when I see it. BS here defined as “things that don’t make sense.”

Chicago Medical Research Center claimed the most affected groups were low vitamin D peoples: elderly who were institutionalized, so no sun exposure; African Americans perhaps due to skin not absorbing Sun rays or living in confined, urban spaces🤔. Alaskan people (who also have dark skin plus low sunlight.)

But, as Peter McCullough noted, the naughty critic of the Washington D.C. Medical Establishment observed, the plan for fighting the virus was vaccine-only. {Breathe…}

Since when is putting all our eggs in one basket – one that is an untried, medical treatment– ever a solution to a health crisis??

Other countries had multiple ways of ordering their health regime with varying effectiveness. And, better than ours. Our nation outlawed Ivermectin, which was listed on the WHO website as the safest drug, most commonly used- globally- to fight infections and parasites, with little to no side effects. And, very low cost.

Yes. Bullsh** there is afoot. The Covid experience was obedience training for the globalists “one world” agenda.

The reason I use that language is because Klaus Schwab, the maniac who foresaw one day us all wearing a ‘Helmut’ of technology so we could all be ‘one mind,’ used similar language. Or, maybe it was the so-called “Prophet”? Obama’s playmate in delusional fantasy of ruling the whole world?

Anyway, globalists like them said how great the opportunity Covid was to try out our global health agenda. In not too cleverly couched terms…

It’s great we can see their agenda clearly now…us being locked in our houses. Some crying out to the great god of the state, (God spelled with little “g” is the pretender gods of our imagination.) Others cried out to the Almighty God, the real One.

Globalists suggested by their plan, we just need drug companies to use the whole population as experimental fodder. So, Big Pharma can line their pockets and kill or injure 9-21% of people who take their pills. (Nine to 21% was an error rate, I read, for drugs).

So, out of 200 million Americans vaccinated, 18-42 million adversely affected maybe dead is fine. This is the globalist agenda! You being tragically misinformed, possibly dying for no reason. This is “Progress.”

No wonder the wild man in Washington is pissed and destroying the place with a wrecking ball! We human beings have a right to live.

Do people believe in the Right to Life, at all, anymore? Or, should we just forget Nuremberg ever happened, and let the State do what it wants for the greater good of humanity??

I guess one way to distract people from the truth about actual Fascism is to constantly claim that the current President is the fascist. 🤔 Nothing wrong with the Washington D.C. Establishment that is owned by Big Pharma, it’s media says…It’s that fascist and the unwashed masses of Walmart shoppers responsible for all our problems!

All the while, the actual problem IS: an ugly effort by powerful people to dominate the globe because of their money, power, and vanity that is perverse beyond description.

Heaven on earth is coming. But, only after this decades long regime ruling Washington D.C. receives justice.

We can breath fresh air again, eat real food, not be bombing the world. And, not being experimental fodder, treated like animals, by people who clearly hate humanity.

Mischievous is not a word I hear often used. It suggests playfulness and naughtiness. Perhaps it’s the infant of ‘Machiavellian’ which has broader recognition and scope.

Welding power with great cunning and sinister motives, may describe say, secret societies whose emblems peer at us on all our money. A foolish rebel against all sense is the character of this story. So, a ‘micro -player’ in the realm of dark deeds. But, deceptive and alluring most certainly they are.

Anyone who has been lied to, betrayed, and humiliated for no recognizable reason, knows such things exist. Flattery it part of the fools arsenal of tools, to lead the unsuspecting down the faux-gold path.

And, fools are what they are. A ‘fool’ is another word that seems to have dropped from common use. We use moron now. Someone of puny intellect, or non-existent one. A drone who follows along with any dumb thing to their own peril and others.

Halloween is a celebration of fools, that is, historically, a night when those who did not fear God undercover of darkness, haunted their neighbors with tricks, traps, and illusions. Witches, ghouls, and blood sucking vampires – characters in costume kind of like politicians the last thirty years- parade about as if there is no God.

There is that John Kerry, for example, speaking of ghouls, who insisted with almost irate and bloodthirsty passion, “We must remove all restrictions on abortion!!”

Really? Was that any voters’ moral imperative in that decade’s election?? And, empire- building- wars that keep the one percent’s money flowing?? More blood. What American tax payer voted for Renewing the ancient practice of witches, ghouls, and secret societies? And, Aztecs and Vampires, and Vikings..all bloodthirsty peoples.

Ghouls there are. Secret societies, too. These are not make believe things originated in the minds of Hollywood executives.

These creatures of night have been here long before Hollywood shows ‘normalized’ them in our culture. They have haunted me all my life. There’s one here now upstairs where I live, I call her “Mistress of Mischief. “

She coos and caresses my spellbound neighbor by night- who acts like a cat. Not like a man. He looks like a puppet- glazed over- speaking and acting like a Pinocchio doll. This creature is cleverly disguised as a loving, compassionate, Catholic woman who attends Mass every morning.

They play there parts well, dramatically changing roles from one to another. They dress as executives, world leaders, husbands, and priests. And, work night and day to achieve their “New World Global Order.”

Fools who imagine there is no God. We’ll See.