Copper Chronicles

My hen, Rocky, was a prize fighter in the hen pen dust bowl. I organized a pen for my four hens last year- under, around, and next to – a large hemlock tree where I lived on Old Wendell Road in Northfield, Massachusetts.

I never learned much at home growing up, or did projects like that. I did learn, however, that daffodils are quite beautiful in the spring. I remember one day sitting in warm grass as a tiny child, next to a rock wall border that surrounded a bed, where my mother’s dogwood tree grew.

The dogwood tree had graceful limbs which reached pleasantly to the sky- like a work of art 🤔 Or, those Chinese style, two dimensional-looking paintings that Van Gogh styled his dogwood tree painting after.

What I saw that day was was more beautiful than Von Gogh’s dogwood blossoms. If one can believe such a thing is possible.

I was a tiny child, probably a baby who could barely walk. The light around me glowed with peachy-rose colored, speckled light. Green grass glimmered like an emerald -only felt warm and soft like a luxurious carpet.

The sun, radiating brilliant light and warmth- felt life-giving. Nourishing, like an awesomely powerful yet gentle benefactor. I was shielded too, from it’s piercing and powerful rays by lovely blossoms of my mother’s dogwood tree.

That was not to be a long-lived experienced for their seemed to be a war in the outside world around me. I have been terrified a large part of my adult life by it.

It’s hard to see and explain, how war can be invisible yet raging beneath the surface of our own beings, and our pretensions- as well as beyond what we see as the facade of reality we experience in our daily life.

Its full of pain, the war I am experiencing. It rages, it flails, it wants to do anything to escape its fate. Like a giant, powerful monster wanting to escape. But can’t. The monster is not me (I don’t think). Literally.

It’s as though the universe is ripping apart because warring realms can no longer coexist. (The realm of light I experienced as a child and the realm of this mad modern world).

I feel like I am being ripped apart, too. Like someone is tearing me out of my old existence, my old self. And, bringing me to the realm to come. The one that is winning the war- the one from whence comes Van Gogh’s dogwood blossoms! It’s a realm of light. It’s very beautiful!

Yesterday, I mentioned love being dirty meaning – it emerges in ways that are not by any means glamorous, grand, or important. Or, clean and neat. But, love gets dirty I mean to say. It does the work of reaching into this often horrifying, painful and ugly existence to free us from its corruption.

I think things are about to get dirty!

Camping, I experienced much there is to know about life and myself in a very short time. When I moved from the East Coast near Boston to western Massachusetts, I was alarmed not to have Dunking Donuts on every corner. In the wilderness, it took me 5 hours to make coffee.

Collect wood, unwind, breathe the fresh air, and face your demons is lots to manage on my first trip. After 5 hours, I had my coffee. Talk about “Delaying Gratification.”

Then, I realized fresh water is great! And, a walk about seeing nature that occurred to me while collecting firewood.

The River flooded broken, dried debris in a great pile in a low spot near my camp. I guess floods are good sometimes. Having wood supplied from what I perceived as a merciful God, makes facing my demons at night easier.

Demons may meddle endlessly if you let them. Torturing, tormenting, dragging you through past experiences which you’d like to escape. But, can’t. At least me.

People say it is our “Conscience” that is bothering us, that it is Love itself calling to us to repent. Maybe ‘demons’ is too strong a word for our current culture to see or accept?

But, after Mommy Dearest, Hollywood, Halloween, Salem Massachusetts’ celebration of ghouls and horror, I am convinced there is such a thing.

Why would human beings conjure such things? There is no logical reason for them. Harm? Horror, terror? Fairy tales about women cooking naughty children in the woods?

It’s good to have coffee again. It’s my cup of sanity in such a world. Even if it takes five hours to make it. Day 2 it only took 45 minutes😀

It’s hard to know who is reliable in a world that views most media as not full of nonsense. It’s nonsense. It’s deliberate nonsense. Otherwise, they’d report stories like, “Pzizer experimental drugs responsible for 40 million premature deaths.”

We’d all know whether the lab concoctions that scientists make are detrimental to our health, and which ones if any are not. As it is, the FDA the last twenty years or more have shovelled passed all kinds of faux food products and chemicals called: Xylinishi*Ta. What language is that?

i can’t produce oogsubat*Yi and sell it on the side of the road. Apparently, we’ve been so long sedated by chemical concoctions; scrubbing ourselves with them; lavishing our homes with them their smelly, aerosol scents.

There’s a solution in the old days to home untidiness and resulting stench called: “Clean your house. Keep it clean.” It won’t then smell. Ask your grandmother.

Body odor? Bathe. Laundry chemicals, good grief you’d think we’ve been living through a plague epidemic nearly all our lives. Boy, if you don’t scrub all your clothes every inch, every day in POWERFUL DETERGENT, well you are not fit to live in this world.

It’s like the Mommy Dearest movie when the psychotic mother says: “Hold your water” and deprives her child of necessary body functions. The human body’s necessary functions were viewed as filthy. So, the child must be punished.

It was some sick movie Hollywood produced I watched which made no sense. And, certainly should never watched in the first place as a child. Not sure the name.

Are humans beings filthy and disgusting and require toxic treatments to cleanse them. Hitler was a psychopath obsessed with cleaning things, too.

Kinda wonder, do we have any allies left? Or, are they all dying prematurely by chemical poisoning of one kind of another? Clearly, we have an Adversary.

I’ve experienced some wrath and animosity in the course of my years which is disturbing. Right? If one is the object of hate, contempt, and ridicule, it’s natural to want to know the origin. But, also it’s human nature to prefer to stay ignorant as well. But head buried in sand is no longer an option.

There’s been two things happening, I realize, during the course of my life-time. In an earlier post, I observed that there’s a power drawing me to itself, that is love. That is the Almighty. Then, there’s the derision, distraction, and confusion of this world that tries to capture me, trap me. Up-end me. Sort of how hunters try to trap lions in the wilderness in noose nets. They use deceitful, tricky, and camouflaged mechanitions to capture my soul. Rrrrrrrrr.

The good news is: The key I learned to escape the derision and distraction is to understand that I am not being pursued like a prey animal because of my worthlessness. Rather, the opposite.

I’ve wrestled most of my adult life with the Adversary of my soul. The Bible calls him a predator seeking to devour his prey!

I know this is true -that we have an adversary of our souls- because he lets us believe any fiction, any delusional ideas about ourselves, and our importance. He will allow us to entertain any fancy, no matter how depraved, and pet us and coo at us, as if he is quite pleased with his perverse ‘creation.’

I know this is true – that we have an adversary of our souls, because a soul cannot live in a net of lies. Remorse cannot be disguised no matter how much we drink. Shame cannot be extinguished by any running.

I have been being chased by love and pursued by shame simultaneously. Both things are happening to us all, I believe. It’s like the energy of the world is at odds. Two forces, two wills opposing, in our selves as well as in our harm-scape. That’s a word I use now for ‘landscape’ since the world has changed dramatically for the worse in the last thirty years.

The Almighty pursues with love, the Adversary pursues to entangle and trap us: Prevent us from knowing what is true.

What a revolting prick! A Coward, for he subtly insinuates so as not to be seen. A wretch, who cannot even face the light of day for his countenance will be known by all. A Villain.

Imagine being so insecure and perilous in intention, you live in terror everyday. You’re only object is to disguise yourself in darkness. Hide yourself in shame?

It isn’t easy to know ones self, or see darkness in our minds and hearts. But, it’s important to understand the source. We can be full of darkness and ill-intent if we do not recognize we have choices.

We don’t have to live in darkness and peril anymore, as cowards before the Almighty. Bound by fear and shame like animals in the Adversary’s trap. Jesus died to set the animals free!

I mean us. Jesus won the war with the Adversary to reclaim ownership of all creation -including human beings that may have so long rejected Him! The Adversary is an Interloper on the world scene. A Crook, a Criminal. Doomed.

Hurray!!

Lyle and I are experiencing another upheaval of ordinary life. Life for me hasn’t been normal since as long as I can remember. The Barbie and Ken doll dream of a little house in the suburbs with a white picket fence always seemed implausible. Now it’s dead.

Now that I know Barbie was a knock off of a German sex doll in the last century, pieces are falling into place. We were sold an idea of happiness by our televisions, supposedly an ideal human condition we can buy at United States.Inc. Eventually we’ll find out why and when our nation was “incorporated.”

I suspect Britain did not just ‘give up’ it’s dreams of global empire after the Revolutionary War. Doesn’t that seem unlikely? Rich men, powerful people, Masters of the Universe (so they call themselves.)

Jesus didn’t say the normal course of things is for rich men, powerful people just give up there wealth, status, and pursuit of earthly glory. It was recommended, because we possess nothing that wasn’t given to us. But, they fight to the death to keep power.

So, having lost America in the Revolutionary War, they decided to continue their empire building under the guise of United States.Inc. We pay for their wars and empire building now. I suspect. The plan was: Drug Stores, McDonald’s, Walmart, Planned Parenthood, and transgender sex shows in every neighborhood on the planet!

That is the empire planned. That is the empire falling apart.

A beloved childhood friend often said to me when I mused my observations and concerns: “Who cares?” I did not understand his innate confidence that everything would be ok in the end. I didn’t see how that was possible.

“I don’t know how it will work out- but it does. It’s a mystery,” insists the lovable rogue/theatre owner in the film, Shakespeare in Love. Brilliant Geoffrey Rush performance.

I can honestly say to this big event, that cannot be stopped, Who cares? The enemies of our souls, the Masters of the Universe wearing masks and playing the role of beloved politicians (or not) and benefactors: this is the World they had planned for us.

Sex dolls for children. If that were their only crime, they should be put in jail.

Lyle and I are going to the wilderness. It has to be safer place than this world is right now.

For a large part of my life I’ve been wearing something like a helmet: a set of ideas and beliefs I now understand to be erroneous.

The Helmut is how I interacted with the outside world. Like a user interface enables me to access internet activity, it’s a mental and biological system of thoughts and behaviors developed over time by interactions with my environment.

The Helmut is programmed with false ideas and wrong perceptions. It’s stuffed, too. Internet technology enabled me to do things that are problematic: like access thoughts, ideas, and concerns of millions of people.

That operating system is oppressive because it exposes me to suffering, violence and chaos that humanity experiences. But, it doesn’t enable me to effectively take action against the heavy emotional turmoil. It’s like being a hostage. Neither do the old ways of thinking supply any form of judgment by which I may gage my actions.

The whole system is outdated. What we’ve been taught to believe has failed to produce humans capable of coping with the world that is fast approaching!

Technology is creating sociopathy similar cities. The Bystander Effect on steroids. Someone may be murdered outside in the street. But, viewers may respond as if it was a staged event in a Hollywood production. So?

Human beings don’t have the emotional or mental capacity to care about the needs of millions of human beings. This is scientifically true, not just my opinion.

The average person doesn’t have the mental or emotional capacity to foresee how their behavior impacts ten people nearest and dearest to them. How can anyone possibly care effectively about thousands and millions?

Sociopathy is how Stalin said to cut off millions of people from their food supply. It’s for the greater good, he claimed. “Give us the power to do all the good we intend!” The Sociopaths say, I mean the Socialists say. 🤨

Ai is a tool that gives people god-like power. But, those most likely to err employing it are those enthusiastically blinded by its indefinite possibilities. Tech geniuses are effectively not-able-to-care about millions and millions of people and the infinite unintended consequences of their actions.

No matter what size helmut I am wearing I still may not be safe in the world that’s coming. That’s why I am exchanging my helmut for a crown instead.

Jesus says he gives a crown of life to those who overcome. A crown is like a ring of power in the film, Lord of the Rings. However, it comes with a prerequisite pact with the Almighty. The agreement is that I trust Him to help me from now on.

The circular shape surrounds my mind and is made of gold. It protects my thoughts from haunting memories of my past. It’s forged with love and reminds me I am loved. The crown helps me choose what is truly wise and truly good.

The old me is dead. The New me wears a crown instead with all the benefits and privileges of access to the Almighty! Only He is effectively able to care about millions and millions of people. Something Ai, Big Tech gurus, or Socialists will never achieve even on their best days.