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Dear Lord God, I have pondered this prayer for many weeks. I wanted to make an elegant appeal. But I am going to speak plainly And get right to it. I still grapple with understanding why Job had to suffer. Oh Lord, I love You, I trust You. Because of Your grace and mercy, I accept my lessons or blessings in accordance to my merit.   Time since old there have been humans that have created great misery. They lie and turn Your word into commerce and seek to own all the land They are escalating their cruelty and gathering disciples in their name   It is almost like they know the end is near And I pray that You act now to end the evil ones actions. I know they will attempt to cloak themselves in piousness, but You cannot be fooled.     I see a world that is thirsty, let justice rain down on the just and the unjust.   Multiply the suffering of the tormentors and false kings ten times equal to the suffering they cause. Turn all the...

This is Reality  Religion is not real.   Do not "believe in" God.  Do you go to your mother or father and say, "Dear mother, I believe in you"?  No! You say, "Dear mother, I love you."  Just as your parents, so is God real. Religion is garbage. Throw it away.  God is real. You are real.  Love is real.

Get Through This Awe and reverence for God are more powerful than any fear created by man. Do your divine purpose, stay safe, and we will get through this.

21:21:02:33      T here was a ranch-style door. That door always fascinated me. I’d see those types of doors in television’s perfect family homes. Ward and June Cleaver had one. So did the family on “Father Knows Best” have a ranch-style door. The ranch-style door is half a door high. I was tall enough that on my toes, I could see into the room. When looking in, I could always see Mr. N , the school janitor sitting on his chair behind that door. He was a big man. When not behind his door, he would pick me up and sling me around like I imagined a Ferris wheel ride would be. Oh, what a ride! One day he beckoned me into this room.      I was being noticed. Me, called into this special place behind a perfect door. Wait, this got better because, in the hand resting on his knee, was candy. There was a condition. He wanted me to sit on his lap. That was okay, I thought. After all, I sat on my father’s lap. But oh, no!. I feel his finger, sliding underneath...

The Thinker             A tall man walked in. He had to dip his head under the top of the door frame. “Greetings”, he said to the proprietor.        He gazed down, “I need a room”, he said.      “I have been driving all day. Those long drives tire me out - but I had time to think.”      He said, “Man thinks about the material world and about how people attempt to get around the difficulties of a material world with thoughts.”      The tall man told the proprietor how funny it was to be thinking about thinking. He told the proprietor how the great thinkers’ thoughts were faulty because of inefficiencies of the thinker and their need for survival. Survival of the cerebral patterns of the brain organism therefore could not eliminate the self-preserving thoughts of the thinker and therefore not be occupied with the greater good. The thinker cont...

     She is the baby sister of the baby-boomer generation. The baby-boomer generation was the children of the American soldier returning from World War II. The soldier of World War II had sailed a continent away to confronted communist forces determined to conquer the world and perpetrated ethnic genocide. The soldiers believed they were saving the world across the great pond. Their children, however, envisioned changing the world through self-expression in the arts, their sexuality, and objection to the establishment that perpetuated wars and social injustices. While there were some that were more interested in the free love, there were those that faced the very tangible forces racism with granite-like determination. Like the Greek mythological creature Cerberus, two heads of racism were sanctimoniousness and barbaric violence protected by the third head . The third head is an unjust judicial system . The Cerberus weapons of choice were ropes, and chains, ...