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Perfection:
Is it accruing or is it letting go?

Having hope means not having what you want.
Do you know what you want?
Why do you want it?
Is what you want today the same you wanted yesteryear?
Will it still be the same next year?

“Search not for the truth – just let go of your opinions.”
Search not for what you want – just let go of hope.
You’ll have everything you need once you let it go.

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Human hearts are a dedicated love/hate device (a dualistic engine, if you prefer).
The brain?
Just a sorting contraption.

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@WES

Trolling, uh? How mature.
Already potty-training?
(Or have you gone full circle, and it’s now back to diapers again?)

Best regards.

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@DBS

Cyber-bullying? Who’d knew?
How thoughtful of you…

Hell hath no fury like the self-righteous scorned.

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Who am I going to find lurking behind the curtains? Mrs. Owens? @DBS in the closet?
And not even one single Jew under the rug? I’m shocked, let me tell you. Shocked!
(Or we can go back to pretending we’re all sorta grownups, sharing half-baked ideas in a more or less respectful manner.)

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Crusades
The Crusades were the wars that were fought by Christians in Palestine against the Muslims during the eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth centuries.
Word origin
from earlier croisade, from Old French crois cross, from Latin crux; influenced also by Spanish cruzada, from cruzar to take up the cross
(source)

Islamic “crusades”?
Ignorant demagoguery.
(“My sins are virtuous; your virtues, egregious.”)

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It’s hard to be a moral compass when one’s north magnetic pole is scattered all over the place.

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Two types of Christians?
Every single Christian, since the dawn of Christianity, tried to shoehorn the Gospels into every personal idiosyncratic form imaginable, and they all succeeded within a wide range of failure degree – and then God created simony.

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Greco-Roman-Judeo-Christian tradition can no longer sustain any semblance of authority. The void will necessarily be filled by any tradition still upholding discipline as a major concern. How many of those are still around?
There you have it.
(Orthodox Christians seem to be doing a good job of keeping the main Christian tenets alive, but they are too divided to be effective as a ethical-political powerhouse.)
If the manure don’t hit the fan soon enough, don’t be surprised to see many young men throughout the west voluntarily converting to Islam.

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Christians should always turn the other cheek, but they have now ran out of cheeks to offer. That’s why we have rampant pederasty (and western civ decline.)

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(more fan fic
… a riddle inside an enigma wrapped in a mystery…)

So many shooters, so little time.

Mr. Trump’s handlers commissioned a ‘false flag’ op to raise their puppet’s profile.
Meanwhile, the ” party of Chaos’ ” (courtesy J.H. Kunstler) “Golden Golem of Greatness (idem) killing coup” was already underway.
Watching the watchers, TPTB foiled both plans.

Win Win Win.

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(Continuing the fan fiction)

If the JQ was raised during the queerlympics overture ceremony. sod Macron would by now be a disgraced former president, along with his poor mate “Brigitte”.

What would be worse, this or Paris burning?
Worrying signs both, but let us not fool ourselves: nobody cares when the “dirt people” (courtesy The Z Man) hurt, but we all pay attention when the “cloud people” (idem) gets whacked.

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No parodies about Islam.
Why?
Nah, that’s too soft.
Parodies about the JQ?
No way – hardcore stuff, dude.

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Mr. Trump and whoever the “democrats” pull out of their fetid bag of tricks are but the sides of the same poorly minted coin. If agency was a thing and the human species was as half as clever as we think we are, as things stand, there would be enough people by now willing to come together, manage their differences and organize to get rid of that “precious” coin altogether.
But alas, aforementioned conditions are yet to be met.
Meanwhile, the best some of us can do is to grab the popcorn, enjoy ourselves and, when the really hard times arrive (provided we are still around), be able to tell some interesting anecdotes, because we sure are going to need those.

Popcorn companion:
– Big tech flatulence
– Modern entertainment media

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Queerympic games: Did the Christian athletes leave?

No?
Then everything’s hunky-dory!
(… maybe there isn’t such a thing as a Christian athlete.)

(What would be of Christianity without Judas?)

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The frustration over being unable to eradicate discomfort is the unacknowledged/unassailable spring that keeps mankind ticking.
There’s no cure – only transient relief.

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People don’t wreck the place they live in unless they have lost their minds. This suggests that those promoting the mayhem have some place to go when their work is done. That place can’t be on/of this Earth.

Angels are attuned to ultraviolet.
Demons, more to infrared.
Both dwell within the Light.
(Not luminous, but shadow-less)

Have a nice weekend.

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Time and time again…

Some people complain
(in the hope that someone will do something?)
Some people state the obvious
(hoping some of the oblivious will take notice?)
All in all, just two discrete ways of venting frustration/disenchantment.

Repetition… who could have thought of that?
Still most of us fail at the “know thyself” trope.

Do we know why we do the things we do?
(And if not, why do we spend so much energy inquiring about other people’s motives rather than to spend it investigating our own?
Sure: we can’t escape the mould, can we?)

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It is easier to con a man than to convince him he has been conned.

The apocryphal Twain

Deceit is the zeitgeist but, as It once got tired with trust, the Everlasting Dissatisfaction is becoming fed up with intrigues, and the time of trust will return once more, though many of us won’t be around in our present discrete form to enjoy it.
When in doubt, when one doesn’t know how to prepare, then prepare the heart. By learning how to pray, for instance. Here’s a hint: prayer has nothing to do with begging, with being needy or preachy, and everything to do with being grateful.

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Playing the long game requires to factor decay in.

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The more shooters (and overall incompetence) get added to the whole ploy, the more this all seems like a PR stunt.
On behalf of whom?

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God’s will trumps free will.

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We won’t be awaken, ’cause we aren’t asleep.
We won’t be ‘saved’, ’cause we aren’t ‘lost’, just forgetful (of why The Everlasting Dissatisfaction wanted us that way.)

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If it was a hit job by the Deep State/the Blob (courtesy James Howard Kunstler) it was a really sloppy one: where was the second line shooter? (Well, maybe there was one, but his job was not to aim at the main target, his job was to provide the required collateral damage.)
So, why isn’t the blob reacting against what’s going on?
Because they’re part of all the kabuki crapola: this is very convenient for not having to hastily remove/deep-six the senile President.
All in all, just another sting operation by TPTB (from which both Mr. Trump and Mr. Biden are mere sock puppets) – win win win.
Special effects have come a long way, baby.

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To my mind, and in Jungian therms, Mrs. Gabbard is the erotic shadow (swell name for an adult comics super-hero.) She looks both alluring and dangerous in equal measure – from the optics alone, she would make a terrific Vice President.

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@aspnaz

Addiction to life doesn’t pay off, either.

Kind regards.

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Our fate is to be forgotten.
Our punishment, to remember not.

Nosso destino é ser esquecidos.
Nosso castigo, esquecer.

Our sin?
Paying heed to Prometheus.

Have a nice weekend.

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The concept of failing god(s) is dyed in the hubris wool.

The finest trick of The Everlasting Dissatisfaction (aka God) is to persuade you that He does not exist.
(Rephrasing of the original by Charles Baudelaire)

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Civilization is only an over-engineered way to get food and get laid.
Does this mean complexity conflates with happiness?
Probably not, regardless of our urges to have it otherwise,
and that’s why, every once in a while, we are dragged down (kicking and screaming) back to the basics.

Life’s a roller-coaster we didn’t build,
and the ability to enjoy the ride isn’t
by any means,
a given

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Have a pleasant week.

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Is it wisdom or an existential pain in the neck?

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The problem with human rules and human laws lies in the fact that, almost immediately after we establish them, we begin contemplating exceptions (regardless of whether their aim is to benefit “our side” or to harm the “other side(s)”.)

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@Bam-Man

Not knowing the context in which Mr. Begala issued his opinion, I was assuming that he was referring to politics in general, and not specifically to elected officials or politicians in a technical sense (whatever that means.)

But perhaps you’re right,
in the same sense in which Aristotle was perhaps right – assuming that “Man is by nature a political animal” is a mental concoction of him – and we all oughta be better off by excluding women from politics altogether.

Kind regards.

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“Politics is show business for ugly people.”
— Paul E. Begala

I beg to disagree:

Eva Vlaardingerbroek

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There’s not one single soul over the entire Universe that is not doing God’s (aka The Everlasting Dissatisfaction) work.
(… even the despised ones)

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Once Europe’s population gets decimated, a significant portion of the remaining world raw materials will become available to the surviving superpowers…
… peak resources solved (at least for a while).

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Free Energy ⟹ Energy delivery > Energy consumption

This cannot be, because in the Universe (as we perceive it)

Energy delivered = Energy consumed

… (conservation . flux . dissipation)
… (eating . The OroborO . eats)

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(throughout time)
Accessories change;
Human nature?
Not that much.

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Human life is the lifelong process of building a resilient confirmation bias.

Cheers

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Tucker Carlson in sheepdog mode.

Tucker Carlson on Meeting Klaus Schwab & What Motivates the Ruling Class

“He’s like an elderly idiot who seems a little senile, doesn’t have any idea what he’s talking about…The closer you get, the more you realize the people running things are mediocre. Like buffoons.”

No, Mr. Carlson: the puppets under the limelight are buffoons – the puppet masters know what they’re doing (out of sight, out of mind.)

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