British Judge Propels Silenced Activist to Unexpected Fame

I wonder how weird the news can get.

Today I read about a right-wing British activist who calls himself Tommy Robinson. He just got arrested for reporting on a pedophile human-trafficking trial in England. A news story says he was standing outside the court, live-streaming on Facebook. He was asking the defendants questions.

I don’t know much about Robinson, so don’t get the idea I’m endorsing him. He seems to be a career jailbird.

The defendants are Muslims. Robinson is a bit different from American conservatives. We are upset about illegal aliens. Robinson appears to be angry about legal immigration from Muslim countries, and he is not happy about the Muslim refugees that have poured into Europe legally.

Many Muslims behave very badly in Europe. There is a Muslim-rapist epidemic in some places. Paris has Muslim neighborhoods the police are afraid to enter. I can see why it makes sense for westerners to restrict Muslim immigration. I don’t think their efforts will go anywhere, however, because white western liberals have a lot of power, and like Jews, they are suicidal as a culture. They would rather be admired for unrestrained fawning over people perceived as minorities than hold onto their cultures or sovereignty.

Everyone who knows Muslim immigrants knows nice people who go to college, become professionals, and behave very well, and these are the people we hear about when there are complaints about Muslim immigration and travel. Thing is, the percentage of hostiles is very high, and you don’t need a lot of angry Muslims to cause very serious problems. The 911 attack only required 20 nuts. Two people bombed the Boston Marathon.

Here’s something funny. White people are criticized constantly for interfering with other people’s cultures. It would be colonialism if we went into the Amazon basin and rescued the ignorant inhabitants from disease, extremely high infant mortality rates, and so on. We even get in trouble for selling tacos and wearing Chinese dresses, if you can believe it. These things are true, yet it’s unacceptable to be concerned about the destruction of American and European cultures.

Hmm.

Our cultures are pretty good. They are the best, in fact. We have far better lives than other people, objectively. Exporting our cultures is one of the best things we’ve ever done for humanity. It’s odd that we are discouraged not only from exporting our cultures but from preserving them.

You don’t see many Americans talking about how they envy Africa’s illiterate, backward Maasai, who live in the dirt and eat cow urine mixed with curdled blood and milk. Not many of us want to live in India and get by on two dollars per day. On the other hand, people from other cultures risk death every day to get into our countries and share in our way of life. Random thing, I guess.

I’ll tell you something people ignore. The justification for discouraging the criticism of backward cultures has nothing to do with the equivalent value of those cultures. Our culture is flat-out superior. The primary reason we started restraining such criticism was to avoid offending people and causing unrest. The fact that criticizing, say, the culture of American Indians upsets people doesn’t mean the criticism is wrong.

We forget that most Europeans, who are now identified with civilized “white” values, sprang from backward cultures. The Romans forced things like literacy and laws on our ancestors. My ancestors were imbeciles who ran around in blue paint killing each other with bronze cleavers out of pure boredom. They were depraved savages. Thank God the Romans exported their culture to them. Western culture is Greek and Roman culture, seasoned with Christianity. We are all culture appropriators, and it has worked out great for us. It’s too bad people want to end the exportation of quality cultures and encourage the preservation and importation of cultures that are pathological.

We, ourselves, endorse the importation of superior cultural ideals every day. I don’t wear blue paint, even on weekends. I drive cars. I read and write using Roman letters. I use Arabic numerals. What did my stupid, drunken, violent ancestors invent? Nothing! Thank God I don’t have to depend on their impoverished legacy. Yet I am not allowed to share my imported, appropriated ideals with others who need them.

Okay, I’m wrong. Sure. The didgeridoo, which sounds like cow flatulence and only produces two notes, is a great musical instrument, just as good as a Steinway grand. Forgive me. Inca engineers, who never figured out the importance of the wheel, were just as important as Werner von Braun and John Moses Browning. I see it now. African languages which still have no written forms in 2018 are just as praiseworthy as modern English. No question about it.

Do you know why people argue about African history? Because there is no record. Africans have been illiterate for millennia. No writing, no history. No math, either. No science. Almost no accumulated wisdom at all. Every generation in Africa has had to rediscover solutions to simple problems instead of applying old solutions, so there has been no progress.

Systematized pedophilia in Afghanistan and New Guinea is just as healthy as traditional western heterosexual marriage. Mayan human sacrifice is no worse than chewing communion wafers, which requires the brutal murder of innocent wheat kernels. Traditional Chinese medicine works just fine, and powdered rhino horn really does cure impotence. No, I mean it. Not sure what I was thinking earlier.

I wonder why the Chinese keep building western-style medical schools and hospitals. It must be sarcasm.

I hate to state the painfully obvious, but leftists are tremendous hypocrites. They moan about the virtues of diversity all the time, while crucifying everyone who actually tries to implement it. Your daughter can’t buy a Chinese dress and take advantage of a different oriental aesthetic. College students can’t buy tacos in their dining halls and enjoy the Mexican take on corn and beef. Westerners aren’t allowed to preserve their culture and promote its obvious benefits to others.

Only a leftist could celebrate diversity by building a blacks-only student union.

I wonder what leftists are going to do about the millions of Samoan-style “tribal” tattoos that now adorn the arms of white people of questionable taste. Liberals themselves love those tattoos, just as much as they love oriental calligraphy tattoos they can’t read. Should we force people to go get lasered?

I ate a bagel with Nova and cream cheese this morning. I’m not Jewish! Maybe I should go vomit in front of a synagogue.

Wait…didn’t the Jews get smoked salmon from the Russians? I’m appropriating appropriation!

We ought to be adopting the good and shunning the bad. Make all the Mexican food you want, but don’t adopt their corruption and violence. Buy Chinese dresses, but reject China’s rigidity and totalitarianism. Accept quality immigrants, but reject those who are virtually certain to murder Americans or slice out their daughters’ clitorises on our soil.

When we invite people from screwed-up countries to live among us, we invite their problems, especially when we crush anyone who suggests they should assimilate and show proper gratitude. Sometimes the problems immigrants bring are so great, we need to consider selective immigration limits. That’s the simple truth. Blowing up skyscrapers and public events is not a trivial thing we should sit by and ignore.

Sadly, most people who want to move to western countries live in very screwed-up nations. If they didn’t, they would be happy to stay home.

Is Robinson being persecuted for talking about Islam and Muslims? Not exactly. In England, Canada, and Australia, free speech doesn’t really exist. Trial courts are allowed to ban reporting on certain types of trials. Robinson is reporting on a trial that belongs to one of those types. The courts believe they should protect the defendants and victims through censorship. The judge thinks she is advancing the cause of justice by imprisoning Robinson simply for talking.

Scary. And counterproductive. By trying to ban coverage by British journalists, the court forced the rest of the world’s journalists to jump on the story. Robinson’s arrest is public knowledge, we know the names of the defendants, and we know what the trial is about. But for the judge’s decision, the now-sensational case would be nearly unknown outside of her country.

I can’t go on Facebook and upload child pornography, and I’m not allowed to broadcast certain state secrets that fall into my hands, but other than that, I can say pretty much what I want. It must be strange to live in a country where you can be gagged so easily.

Why is Europe having so many problems with Muslims? Simple. Inversion of authority. Europeans used to acknowledge God. They did it poorly, but they made some effort. God used to back them against Muslims, Hindus, Buddhists, Toaists, Confucians, and people who practice whatever toxic, demonic religions they practice in Africa. God wanted to establish Europe and then America, for his own reasons. Now the connection between Europeans and God is tenuous. They don’t do much for God, so they lack unity with him. They don’t identify with God, so he doesn’t identify with them.

Is God supposed to get worked up when atheists, Muslims, and pagans fight? Not his circus, not his monkeys. God doesn’t hate Islam any more than he hates paganism and atheism. He may prefer it to some degree, since Muslims make some effort to recognize his existence. It makes sense that non-Christian Muslims would rise up and defeat other non-Christians.

It’s fine for secular activists to shake their fists and spout slogans, but it will never work unless they somehow get Satan on their side, and the price he will charge for his help will be too high. God isn’t going to help them. A lifestyle of true victory comes from God alone.

I always say I try not to get political, and here I am, writing about politics. Perhaps I can excuse myself by saying I’m not advocating a political solution to anything. Rallies and signs won’t help. Violence will turn us into what we hate. Blogs definitely won’t help. What a joke they’ve become! Our problems are supernatural. My big response to the rot and deception in our world is to expose it, analyze it, and pray. At home.

Speaking of God, I got a word today: “Thank you for beauty.” It’s about the way some things in this world function properly and bring pleasure. When you know God, a lot of things go right, and it’s very pleasing. It takes some of the pain out of watching the world at large crumble.

I’m having very strange experiences in my effort to get free of hostile spirits. I can feel the battle inside me. When a spirit gets expelled, part of my inner monologue goes away, because the being supplying it is silenced. In all seriousness, I wonder who I am. I made other beings part of me and repeated the things they spoke into my mind and took credit for them until, in a way, I was them. Now they’re being pushed out, and the Holy Spirit is taking their place. What is my real personality like, without freeloaders and illegal aliens shaping it? I don’t know the big picture. I know there will be more love and less fear and worry. I will have more authority, and things will work better. More beauty.

I feel like a gestating baby in a disintegrating uterus. The world is rotting away while I prosper.

Even Better Than a DVD Bundle From T.D. Jakes

As I said I would, I will continue to post things I’ve heard from God.

A couple of weeks back, I got this: “I am in a place of perversion and poison.”

God was not referring to my house. He was talking about the world I live in.

When you have ants or roaches in your house, one way to get rid of them is to spray poison in places they live in or pass through. Satan takes the same approach to us. We are surrounded by temptations, provocations, and dangers. The world is salted with them. The devil does particularly well with lust and anger. You can’t drive down a highway in a major city without seeing nearly naked women on billboards, and forget about turning on the TV. Even if you only watch shows you think are safe, the commercials are crazy. As for anger, go to a news site on the Internet and read the comments. And TV is not helpful, either. News shows are difficult to sit through without taking antacids.

Lot was rescued from Sodom, a filthy city of cruelty, greed, sexual perversion, and selfishness. He wasn’t happy while he lived there. Here is a passage from 2 Peter:

For if God did not spare the angels who sinned, but cast them down to hell and delivered them into chains of darkness, to be reserved for judgment; and did not spare the ancient world, but saved Noah, one of eight people, a preacher of righteousness, bringing in the flood on the world of the ungodly; and turning the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah into ashes, condemned them to destruction, making them an example to those who afterward would live ungodly; and delivered righteous Lot, who was oppressed by the filthy conduct of the wicked (for that righteous man, dwelling among them, tormented his righteous soul from day to day by seeing and hearing their lawless deeds) then the Lord knows how to deliver the godly out of temptations and to reserve the unjust under punishment for the day of judgment, and especially those who walk according to the flesh in the lust of uncleanness and despise authority.

Lot’s story is a clear picture of what we go through down here on this scab of a planet as we try to serve God.

Jesus referred to his servants as the feet of God, figuratively:

And whoever will not receive you nor hear your words, when you depart from that house or city, shake off the dust from your feet. Assuredly, I say to you, it will be more tolerable for the land of Sodom and Gomorrah in the day of judgment than for that city!

He said that as he sent disciples out to evangelize. The ostensible meaning of his words was that they should leave houses where they were rejected on this particular mission, but on a deeper level, he was describing all of his servants, until the end of the age.

Feet are the body parts that touch the earth, and we are the parts of God that touch the earth. Feet are dirty. Jesus washed people’s feet in an act that symbolized the way the Holy Spirit sanctifies believers who listen to him and spend time with him.

We have to live down here in order to reach other people, and while we are here, we live in bags of unrefrigerated meat we call bodies. In the Bible, dust is flesh. We are trapped temporarily in flesh bodies, exposed to all sorts of contamination from the world around us. When we die, the dust drops off, and contamination no longer has a way to get at us.

While we are here, we have to cope with the filthiness of the world. It is not a good place. The world doesn’t work. It is dysfunctional. It’s a mistake to try to see it as healthy or to attempt to fit in and function smoothly as part of it.

Doing evil things is counterproductive, but it can also be counterproductive simply to see or hear about them. Satan knows this, so he is constantly broadcasting the most poisonous things he can come up with. This is why he gave us slut walks.

A while back, I received this: “I am behind enemy lines.” Nothing could be more true. I don’t belong to this place. It’s as if I were a flu virus and Satan were constantly sending antibodies and white blood cells and whatever else after me. This isn’t my home. I’m here to make trouble. I am a guerrilla and a counterinsurgent. I have to avoid looking for rest here, like Samson falling asleep in Delilah’s lap.

The earth is a real mess. It is disgusting. It’s frustrating to think about it. No one wants to live on a planet where he has no chance of fitting in and prospering.

God gave me this last night: “Extremely effective.”

This one hit me hard. I thought it was a strange thing for God to say, and I certainly doubted it applied to me, so I asked him to confirm it, and his response practically blew my head up. By that I mean I felt an overwhelming rush of faith and affirmation that left me immobilized as I waited for it to run its course. Okay, okay! I accept it!

This week I moved to a new level with regard to getting things done. I attacked some intimidating business issues and got them fixed. I got confirmation that other problems didn’t actually exist. I’ve been having trouble motivating myself to take care of certain jobs on this property, and I have been ramping up my efforts, not through willpower, but because I suddenly feel eager to get to work, and also because I feel liberated to get things done.

Yesterday I put LED bulbs in the fluorescent fixtures in my bathroom. They had been flickering for weeks. I hate fluorescents. They hum. They supposedly give off positive ions that make people feel bad. They don’t last long. I like replacing them with LED tubes.

The fixtures in my bathroom are a real pain to work on. I had to stand on the sinks in a crouching position while I cut and stripped wires and made new connections. It was very unpleasant. I got it done, though, and all of the fluorescent tubes–even the ones that still work–are in a box waiting to go to the dump.

I’ve been doing laundry like crazy. Not sure how two men can come up with so much to wash, but we do.

My dad’s special issues make washing his bedclothes complicated. I have to wash mattress pads and a quilt as well as the usual stuff, and all the white things get bleach and a 2-hour cycle. Doing his laundry correctly takes more than one day. My own laundry is easy.

I rearranged the furniture and exercise equipment in my special upstairs testosterone chamber. The arrangement I threw together last year wasn’t working out. Now I have room for a workbench (ordered), and I’m not jammed up in one end of the room.

I ordered some tools for this room. I’m not going to march to the workshop (or even down to the garage) every time I need a pair of pliers. I’m going to have a lighted bench with pegboard plus enough okay-quality tools to handle 95% of the jobs that have to be done upstairs.

I shouldn’t mention tools because I get distracted, but…I decided to get an 18-volt Ridgid Jobmax for the farm. I’m going to take my 12-volt job and add it to the upstairs tools. The Jobmax is not great at much of anything, but it’s good at almost everything. If you keep a Jobmax handy, you will pick it up over and over and avoid having to break out other tools which are less convenient. Very nice tool to have if you like convenience and you don’t mind blowing a couple of hundred bucks to get it. It drills, drives fasteners, and does oscillating-tool stuff.

It’s not a cheap solution, but I don’t care. It makes life easier.

I also ordered a set of 7 Felo screwdrivers with plastic handles. This is a German company that makes very nice tools. The set runs less than $30, and it should cover a lot of ground. I also picked up a surprisingly affordable dual set of Bondhus ball-end hex wrenches (metric and imperial).

I should probably get another $35 Harbor Freight 115-piece drill index. Greatest bargain on earth. Not the world’s greatest bits, because they tend to grind the ends a little funny, but they nearly always work fine, and they cost maybe 15% of what you would pay for real drill bits.

A long time ago I picked up a boxed set of Craftsman wrenches for my dad’s boat. I’ll mount them on the bench pegboard along with the Felos and hex wrenches if I can.

Still need some pliers. I think I’ll splurge for Channelocks or maybe even Knipexes. Life is short.

Once my soldering station is up here along with my other electronics stuff, I’ll be cooking with gas.

I would like to do reloading here, but it will be hard to come up with an intelligent way to fix the press to my workbench. The bench has a big drawer, and the press would block it if it were mounted permanently. I may be able to use clamps.

Maybe I should finish things off with a Dremel kit. If you can’t do it with a Jobmax or a Dremel, you probably need to hire someone. Throw in duct tape and WD-40, and you can rule the world from your garage.

I already have a gyroscopic DeWalt power screwdriver for the house. I bought it because it was shorter than the big DeWalt driver. You put it in the screw, push the trigger, and turn it, and it knows which way it moved. It starts cranking in that direction until you turn it back, and it varies the power depending on how far you turn it. Frankly, I think it’s stupid. It would work just as well with just the trigger. But it was short, and it’s DeWalt.

I’ll need a little bit of tool storage. I don’t want to jam a big Harbor Freight rolling cabinet in here. Maybe some kind of portable from Home Depot.

I hope God is telling me I’m going to be more effective.

All my life, I’ve felt constrained, and I know the cause is supernatural. A few years back, a pastor cast a spirit of acedia out of me. Acedia refers to a condition of laziness, apathy, and discouragement. I’ve fought these things all my life. The pastor was teaching about acedia, and I started to feel cold. My hands felt like ice. I felt nauseated. I went up for deliverance. For weeks afterward, I got things done. It was wonderful.

Eventually, acedia came back, and since then, I have battled it off and on.

I know why it came back. I was taught about deliverance, but I didn’t learn anything about the cords that tie demons to us. I hadn’t opened up to God about whatever it was the bound me to acedia, so it had a way to get back in. I still don’t know exactly what it is that tied us together, but I have been confessing and repenting much more deeply lately, and various bonds are snapping.

Will I be free of it long-term? I suppose so. If not, why would God give me a word of confirmation?

We’ll see what happens. I have made mistakes before.

I think acedia follows families. When my dad was a young lawyer, my mother used to have to wake him up and put his shoes and socks on him to get him to go to work. As far as I know, my sister hates all types of work. The thought of being required to work makes her very angry. When she has luggage, which is always excessively heavy, she assumes other people will carry it and gets mad if they refuse. I can’t recall seeing her do any type of labor.

She has real problems, though. She used to lose her mind when we traveled together and I sat in the front seat, as if it were her personal throne. She would stand by the car and demand I move, which was a strange spectacle to those who witnessed it. I’m talking about a middle-aged woman, not a toddler. You can probably guess whether I moved or not.

I’m so glad I’m rid of her. She must be making other people extremely miserable right now.

I got one other word: “Only the Lord rules.” I think this was about authority. I believe God was giving me reassurance about my continued authority over the angry but powerless spirits and people around me. They are not to be taken seriously, because no one important is on their side.

It’s sad to see people lose, but it’s very good to win, and the losers bring it all on themselves. I can’t feel bad about problems I didn’t cause and can’t fix.

I hope this is useful to people.

Blessed is Better!

I had a wonderful experience last night. First, some background.

When I was a kid, I was afraid of the dark. I suppose I had a good excuse. I used to wake up and see snakes and giant bugs and lizards crawling all over the room, including the bed, walls, and ceiling. I had nightmares every night. I once woke up and called for my mother, and when I saw her at the door, she shrank until she was about two feet tall. I’m not saying it was her, obviously, but I don’t think it was my imagination, either.

I still get creeped out sometimes when I’m in dark places alone. I honestly think it has to do with the presence of demons. Some places feel creepy, and others don’t. Eastern Kentucky is extremely creepy. It’s as if you can feel the demons swarming around you as soon as twilight sets in.

Ocala is not creepy at all. There is a warm, safe feeling to this area. Don’t ask me why.

Now to the experience I had last night.

I was thinking about a woman my mother knew. She used to see a spirit. A little man would appear and watch her. He would laugh at her. Out of curiosity, I Googled other people’s experiences with visible demons. I got more than I bargained for.

There were all sorts of online testimonies, and many of them were from people who weren’t religious. Me, I would believe in God after seeing one demon. That’s just how I am. Not sure what kind of cognitive dissonance prevents other people from believing. If you can believe you saw a spirit while you were wide awake, why can’t you believe there is a great benevolent spirit we know as God?

You can believe. You choose not to, because God will make demands on you. You might have to stop smoking weed and fornicating. You might not fit in with the cool kids any more.

One person said he was in a bunk bed with his sister. She was in the top bunk. He looked up and saw her hanging from the upper bunk, looking at him. Then he realized she was in the bunk, asleep. What he saw hanging from the bunk was something else. A woman said she was in a bedroom she shared with her brother. She looked across the room and saw him sitting on the couch, eating chocolate and staring at her. Then she noticed his arm hanging down from the bunk above. He was still in it, snoring. The thing on her couch only looked like him.

As you can probably tell, these were childhood experiences. It would be a little odd for siblings of different sexes to share bunk beds as adults.

Stories like this aren’t all that rare, and they don’t always come from people who believe in the occult. Years ago, a murder case was solved with help from an apparition. A person was driving down the highway and saw a naked woman lying on the shoulder. She was just watching cars go by. The driver went back to help her, but she was gone. Afterward, the body of a murdered woman was found just off the highway, behind the place where the naked lady lay. I learned about this while watching a true crime show on cable.

I started reading various accounts last night, and I felt a little spooked. I live out in the woods. The nearest human beings are maybe 500 feet away, and they wouldn’t hear a thing if something happened to me.

I wasn’t worried about being unable to sleep. I thought about the presence of God. Lately, I have had the ability to get into his presence at will. I remembered something he put in my mind: “When you’re with me, no one can touch me.” I also remembered this: “Problems are darkness, and you are light.”

I got into God’s presence and went to sleep.

When God is with me, I’m the most dangerous thing on the property. I shouldn’t fear. I should be feared.

This experience was a big deal to me. It shows that the problems I’ve had with inverted authority are disappearing. When I was young, spirits, animals, disease germs, and obnoxious people had a lot of power over me. I couldn’t fight back successfully, even when I was dealing with enemies that seemed weak. I didn’t know God, and I hadn’t set him in authority over me and my flesh. I was outside of the chain of command, so I had no backup and no power. As I’ve gotten closer to God, beings that mistreat me have received more and more defeat.

When I was a kid and I was afraid at night, I would sit awake all night with the light on, or I would go into my parents’ bedroom. Now I roll over and sleep. Let my enemies deal with the fear; it’s their property.

I wish I had been able to do that when I was 5. I suffered a great deal as a child. I hated my childhood, and I hate the memory of it. If I had had God’s authority and presence, I wouldn’t have been so miserable.

I hate the way I was picked on. Spirits and people did what they wanted to me. I wish I could go back in time and help myself. I wish my past could be replaced. But I can’t say it wasn’t just. This is what happens to the children of the ungodly. It’s normal and right.

Real victory is anomalous in this fallen world. People who don’t know God are supposed to live in defeat. Many ungodly losers live under the delusion that they’re victorious, but they just experience candy-coated defeat. Think of Howard Hughes and Johnny Depp. In my case, my loser status was obvious to all. I got it straight with no mixer.

Recently I wrote about something that appeared in my bedroom here in Ocala. I woke up and saw a thin female figure dressed in black, hovering at the foot of my bed. Nice try, loser. I told it off and went to sleep. What I would give to give that power to the little kid who slept with the light on.

Many Christians are afraid of the devil and other spirits. Not me. God told me something years ago: “Satan isn’t that tough.” It’s a fact. He lost before the world was created. If you’re scared of the devil, you’ve been watching too many movies. In movies, the devil does whatever he wants, and God sits as though his hands were tied. It’s as if Satan were writing movies to make himself feel good. Hollywood belongs to Satan, so he gets great PR. He puffs himself up, like Saddam Hussein and Kim Jong-Un. In reality, when Satan wants to do something, he has to go grovel before the throne. He may be the god of this world, as Jesus said, but he is constrained.

I’m glad my authority keeps growing. It’s a huge relief. But I’m sad to see most Americans losing authority. Look at the people who push us around. Illegal aliens. Backward ghetto dwellers who manipulate our prosecutors with the threat of riots. Pitiable, enslaved people controlled by spirits of sexual perversion. Wives dominate husbands. Kids dominate parents.

It’s going to get worse. We insist on more fornication. More sexual perversion. More yoga. More feminism. More weird religions. More piercings and tattoos (which God has always hated). More pride. More cruelty. More drugs. These days, a person who looks and acts like a long-term prison inmate did in 1980 may wear a police uniform, run a church, or teach your kids.

I read something interesting last night. Americans are losing their protection from demons, which are supposed to be among the lowest, most defeated creatures in existence. I learned it by reading about the Catholic church. We now have several times as many exorcists as we did a few years ago. The church is raising up exorcists in response to a very large increase in demonic manifestations. When even the Catholic church is aware there’s a spiritual problem, you know things are getting bad.

Unfortunately, the pope seems to have the idea that only fully possessed people need deliverance. That’s a Satanic canard. All or nearly all Christians need deliverance. You don’t have to be barking like a dog and levitating in order to have demons. Satan has the church sending out a few exorcists who focus on sensational possessions in order to make it look like something is being done. Meanwhile, the church gives no relief to the rest of us, whose demonic issues are less spectacular.

It’s what a corrupt mayor would do, in a city controlled by organized crime. Have a highly publicized raid once in a while in order to please the public, while sheltering whorehouses and bookie joints all over the city.

It’s as if our medical establishment were healing a few advanced cancers while doing nothing for countless millions who have chronic illnesses and addictions that take all the joy out of life.

While I’m on the subject of demons, I now believe that deep confession is essential to lasting deliverance.

Through sin, we give spirits authority over us. Every Christian who isn’t ignorant knows about this. Try drugs, and you may get a demon of addiction. Sexual sin can lead to fetishes and perversion. We know demons enter us and give us habits. What we don’t understand is that the demons that motivate us also hurt us. They can give us physical and mental illnesses. They can depress us.

An unequal yoking always has a cost. Write that down. Memorize it.

You may be able to cast a demon out without confronting the problem that allowed it to come in. If you do, your deliverance may be temporary. It’s as if an elastic cord binds you to the demon. You can stretch it, but it won’t snap while you hold onto your excuses. If you refuse to confess, you give the demon title, so he can return.

I used to think I was honest with God. I tried to confess as well as I could. I told him very disturbing things about myself. Recently, I’ve gone to a deeper level. I’ve confessed truly disgusting things that surprised me. Generally, these were things I disapproved of. I had bad habits and desires I genuinely despised, and because I had contempt for them, I thought I was free of them. That’s not how it works. We have bad habits we like, such as sexual compulsions, but you can have a bad trait you hate and want nothing to do with.

When a demon is in trouble, you may feel its distress in the form of nausea or coldness. I’ve been feeling nauseated when I confess. It’s a manifestation of the demon’s panic. They don’t want to leave. It must be like being evicted during a blizzard.

I believe that when I confess with real honesty, I cut the bungees that bind demons to me. I also cut the attachments to curses and problems.

If you have a problem you can’t get rid of, you’re doing something to perpetuate it, because God wants you to be free. If he is allowing you to carry a painful burden, there is something you’re not doing, which will move him to set you free.

People hate this message because excuses are like our precious, spoiled children. We hate anyone who says a word against them. We will attack people who try to help us by exposing them.

This year, God gave me this: “Excuses are lies.” God also says liars can’t enter the kingdom of heaven. Eternal punishment in the lake of fire was created for “all liars,” according to the Bible. If you’re not confessing, you’re a liar, and you are keeping your most draining problems alive.

These days when I confess, I have a mental image of a big knife slicing thick, rubbery cords.

How did I get this old without learning these things from preachers? They didn’t tell me because they didn’t know. They are dangerously ignorant. You can’t give away what you don’t have.

I can’t be honest without God’s help. I don’t think anyone can. We need to ask for help and receive it.

Adam and Eve weren’t cursed as soon as they sinned. They were cursed after they deflected blame and covered themselves with leaves (which represent works). They put barriers between themselves and God, and when you block God’s presence, you block his help.

No one seems to have any deep knowledge. What hope is there for the world? The more deep knowledge I get, the more I see how different it is from the infected puke they serve at churches.

I’m very wary of preachers now. I have nearly no use for them. They have wasted my time and money. They have betrayed my trust. They have persecuted me. They have taught me garbage which made my problems worse. They are extremely ignorant. I feel like they’ll poison me again if I get too close.

God keeps looking out for me. He never steers me wrong. I can’t see myself looking for someone to replace him.

Freedom is available. We know this because God said it was true. We don’t have freedom, therefore we are doing things wrong. Better things are available, and we should be seeking them instead of making excuses for our patterns of defeat. “God doesn’t work miracles any more.” “God doesn’t talk to people any more.” Wrong. We need to stop sheltering our failure behind walls of meticulously cultivated excuses.

I am determined to go forward and succeed in God’s kingdom even if everyone else on earth goes to hell. I want whatever he will give me. I’m not going to bite my tongue and sit on my hands and miss out just to fit in and be popular.

Battle for the Planet of the Dogs

The service animal craze is way out of hand. A new story of one man’s “abuse” of a service dog is making the rounds, and as far as I can tell, not one reporter has made any effort to check the facts.

A man named Matthew Silvay was traveling with his pregnant (sigh) girlfriend, in coach seats. They are deaf. They have a gigantic service dog. It’s a great Dane. Seriously. They took a dog the size of a pony with them on a coach flight.

Unbelievably, Silvay had a slim but spurious legal justification. There is a law similar to the ADA, and it applies to airlines. It’s called the ACAA. Airlines have to provide reasonable accommodation for disabled people. The obvious question is this: “Is it reasonable to make airline passengers sit in close quarters with a great Dane when, say, a poodle could do the same job?”

Obviously, the answer is “no,” but airlines are afraid of disabled people and spoiled people who just feel like traveling with pets, so Silvay was permitted to take his pony-sized dog on the plane.

Another passenger says he pushed the dog away. Silvay says he punched the dog. He also claims the man punched his pregnant girlfriend.

There is video. What does the video show? Go look. It’s on Youtube. Silvay stands over the man, punching his own hand, striking the man’s seat (misdemeanor battery), blocking the exit ramp (false imprisonment) and pushing the man onto the ground (also battery). He curses and waves his middle fingers. An airline employee on the scene clearly feels Silvay is the problem. She tries to get him to calm down and knock it off.

At one point, Silvay calls his dog, and it runs away. It seems terrified of him. He has to go after it. What does this tell you? Maybe the dog likes to play tag…or maybe it hasn’t been treated well in the past.

Journalists and people who think their pets are more important than people are siding with Silvay, in spite of the fact that there is no video of the other man, Timothy Manley, doing anything wrong!

Watching Silvay’s violent behavior, I figured he had to have a criminal history, so I Googled. A person named Matthew Silvay has a huge record on the clerk’s website for St. John’s County, Florida.

Is it the same guy? Well, the mugshots look like him, and the age is right. One site says he has a stomach tattoo that reads, “F___ OFF.”

Criminal mischief. Grand theft. Domestic violence (adjudicated guilty). It’s really something.

A website called “Deaf Weekly” writes about a news story involving a Matthew Silvay who got out of his car with a baseball bat and threatened another driver. Maybe it’s another deaf Matthew Silvay.

If there is any justice in the world, Silvay will get in trouble with the feds for his antics in the videos. Maybe Manley did something, too, and if so, he should also face the music. The only evidence so far is Silvay’s word!

What’s happening with journalists? I keep seeing the same kinds of stories.

1. Mom shamed for breastfeeding (i.e. going topless in front of disturbed strangers).
2. Teen shamed for the way she dresses (i.e. exposing herself in order to get attention).
3. Service/”support” dog owner mistreated by evil bully (i.e. person who doesn’t want to pay for restaurant food served close to dog’s exposed anus).
4. Woman fat-shamed (this is apparently fatal in some cases).
5. [Insert name of sleazy female celebrity here] showed more than she should have!

The best fat-shaming story I’ve seen appeared a few days ago. A woman attacked a man online for calling her a “smelly fatty”…in a private text to someone else. The man was sitting in his airline seat, minding his own business, and the woman eavesdropped. She stared at his phone. He had no intention of saying anything to her. She had to invade his privacy in order to see how he felt. And somehow he’s the villain!

You can’t “shame” someone if they don’t know what you’re saying about them. If I pick the lock on your diary and find out you think I’m a moron, you’re not the problem. I am.

It’s as if some nut in an office somewhere made a list of these types of stories and used a mind-control ray to force journalists all over the country to pump them out.

Why are these types of stories so important? Satan has to be involved. Journalists aren’t sufficiently unified to do things like this without external influences. Why does the devil want to torment us with dogs and other animals in restaurants and on airplanes? Why does he want women to be proud of their fat?

Satan likes nudity, and he likes getting people to open themselves up to demons who work in the area of sex, so the stuff about breastfeeding, sleazy celebrities, and teen attention addicts makes sense. I see why he wants it in the news.

Satan also likes feminism. More specifically, he likes emasculation and effeminacy, and he wants to tear down masculine leaders in the home and elsewhere. Satan is effeminate and emasculated, and he wants to spread these problems to others. Yahweh and Yeshua are masculine, and they are the ones who humiliated him and spurned him, so now Satan goes after men, who represent masculine leadership here on earth.

The fat-shame nonsense has to do with keeping men on the defensive and giving women the power to push them around. That’s all it is.

It’s as if Satan were trying to bring back the fat, primitive conceptions of Venus (AKA Aphrodite, Astarte, Ashtoreth, Lilith, the Jezebel Spirit, et cetera) in order to get a cult started. Maybe he is.

It’s funny. A man who, understandably, can’t find it in himself to date an unattractive woman is evil, but women who turn down short men or men who don’t make a lot of money get almost no criticism, and they’re just as shallow.

People don’t have total control over their desires. I can’t force myself to be attracted to a particular woman, and there is no reason I should try. Women don’t owe it to me to be attracted to me, either.

Forcing yourself to accept someone you can’t warm up to is not a good idea. People want to be wanted. A woman you don’t really want will figure things out, and she will resent you. Besides, you would be taking her away from someone who does want her.

A man also knows when a woman has settled for him and feels contempt for him.

I think I know what’s happening with the animal issue. We are losing our position of dominance over God’s lower creatures.

When you’re aligned with God, he makes you the head, not the tail. If you’re a man, your wife and kids will submit. Your dog won’t bite you. Your horse won’t buck. If you’re not submitted to God, creatures that should submit to you will have power over you.

People who pamper and spoil their pets have a problem with authority inversion. Animals are here for our use and benefit, but animal-worshipers have that turned around. They serve creatures that have little importance to God. Animals are like our flesh. We are supposed to rule our flesh, but most of us are ruled by it. When you see someone who carries an annoying dog around and makes everyone else put up with it, you’re seeing inverted authority.

God is supposed to rule me. I am supposed to be over ungodly people. Pets are supposed to be below human beings. When I’m out of God’s will, an ungodly person with a dominant pet will be able to force me to accommodate the pet and whatever demons tell the pet what to do.

When I was a kid, my sister got no respect from animals. I didn’t understand it at the time. I had a big, gentle German shepherd who was submissive to everyone, and my sister was pushy and abusive, but I saw him climb on a couch with my sister and shove her onto the floor so he could lie down.

She had a succession of horrible lapdogs that made everyone suffer. We used to kill her dogs. My mother took one to be gassed. She dropped another at the pound. My dad turned one loose. I took one to be euthanized. I prayed for the last one to die, and it did. That’s how bad the situation was.

My sister had no authority. She was rebellious and emasculating. No wonder she ended up serving animals and making other people serve them. The problem eventually extended to roaches and rats. Her home became a shelter and feeder for them, and she resisted all efforts to fix it.

When you’re on an airplane, and you have to make accommodations for a lower creature, the hierarchy of authority in your life is inverted. It’s a message: you’re the tail, buddy.

America is in rebellion, and we have an authority inversion. Screwed-up people who used to be the tail are now the head, and we run from them. This is why we have Satanic monuments going up in public buildings and on public lands. It’s why foreigners from violent, crooked countries are able to trample our rights and come across the border in droves. It’s why filthy thugs are some of our richest and most powerful celebrities. It’s what made Kim Kardashian rich. It’s why China defeats us in trade wars.

Imagine, running from a violent, tattooed creep on an airplane and having the public take up for him! Amazing.

We have thrown out a gigantic trove of ancient wisdom. We fight with people who are like puppets in Japanese Bunraku plays, instead of their unseen handlers. We mistake the true causes of our problems. We rely on solutions that make things worse. We battle using the flesh, which has very little power, instead of submitting to God and getting him to fight for us.

Have you ever heard a preacher talk about authority the way I do? I’ll bet you haven’t. I never have. They talk about being nice, buying money from God, and building self-esteem. They talk about obeying rules, which is not helpful at all. There must be a few preachers out there saying what I’m saying, but it’s obvious that they are very few in number. The church is extremely ignorant.

Cancer is the result of inverted authority. A disease should not have authority over you. Prison is the result of inverted authority. Felons give the prison system authority over them through rebellion. Being stuck in a bad job is the result of inverted authority.

Think about AIDS. Have people been killed by it? Perhaps some, but mainly, they die from other diseases healthy people can fight off. Almost all AIDS cases are the direct result of rebellion. People who get AIDS die from things like pneumonia and diarrhea, which the rest of us don’t get or shrug off. They die from attacks by creatures that have little or no authority over the rest of us. We all carry at least some of the microbes and fungi that kill AIDS patients.

When an intolerable authority is set over you, it means something is wrong. It’s a message from God. It’s an opportunity to confess and get free.

God can’t give us power because he can’t get us to accept knowledge and wisdom.

We didn’t get America because white people are brilliant and better able to develop technology. We got it because the people who lived here worshiped demons and had no authority.

America wasn’t intended to be a gift to white people. It was intended to be a gift to people who serve God.

Look how old I got before I understood authority. It’s disgraceful. My parents knew nothing, and they taught me nothing. If God himself had taught me 40 years ago, I would have told him he was wrong.

The world will get worse. Cruel, impudent, disgusting people will get more and more power. Animals, vexatious plants, and microbes will find more liberty to cause us problems. We will sink into a pit our pride created as our authority disappears.

A while back, I saw a neat Tom Fischer video about authority. There wasn’t much teaching, but he healed people simply by looking at them with “a look of authority.” I can see why that works.

Authority has a cost. You can’t live your own way. You have to give up pride, hate, lust, covetousness, drugs, drunkenness, and so on. Demons don’t have to obey hypocrites who serve them in private. But the rewards are phenomenal. You have to be irrational not to take the deal.

The older I get, the more I realize I have to defeat demons and the flesh in order to move forward. As disturbed as I am by other people’s behavior, I’m the worst problem I have. If I can get free of demons and stop serving them, and if I can get authority over my flesh and put God in charge, I’ll be fine, even if the world collapses around me. Churches don’t teach this. They don’t know it, and if they did, they wouldn’t talk about it because there’s no money in it.

I wonder what will happen in the service dog case. My guess: the man who was accused will never be able to clear his name, and the sick young man who attacked him will be rewarded. That’s how things work when authority is on the wrong side.

Francis Accused of Endorsing Sin

Can a pope be impeached? I guess not. There used to be popes who had armies they used for conquest. For a time, there were two popes (not counting non-Catholic popes), both of whom could not have been legitimate. Popes have had mistresses and illegitimate children. One such child became a pope, himself! If there were a reset button, someone would have used it by now.

I guess that’s not true. Corruption has never bothered church-worshipers very much.

Let me see. Hmm. Sixtus III was put on trial, but he was acquitted.

The pope is the subject of a fresh accusation: a homosexual who was a victim of priest rape says Francis told him, “God made you that way.” Also credited to Francis: “He loves you just the way you are.”

The obvious question: will the pope back this stuff up, or will he hide behind the curtains and wait for it to blow over?

My charitable guess is that the homosexual who gave the report has twisted the truth to push his own agenda. But the pope has said some stupid things about homosexuality in the past, so maybe the story is true.

Regarding homosexuality, in a book, the pope said, “Who am I to judge?”

Who are you? The pope! Supposedly.

In the book, Francis talks like a man blowing smoke rings. He says things that sound nice but mean nothing. Are same-sex relations sinful? Not clear. Should Christians accept active homosexuals among their ranks? Again, not clear.

It’s sad for a preacher to be in a position where the Bible, which is known for being hard to understand, is more transparent than he is.

Here’s something Jesus (the pope’s boss) said about sexual sin. After discouraging religious Jews from killing an adulterous woman, he told her he did not “condemn” her (not “judge”) and that she should “go and sin no more.”

He forgave the woman, but he also judged her and found her guilty. Is Francis willing to say a lifestyle of continuing homosexual acts is sin? Who knows? Listening to him is like reading greeting cards, zen poems, and fortune cookies. He says whatever will make him look best to the largest number of people, while avoiding all semblance of taking a stand

In the Catholic system, Paul outranks the pope. Here is what he said about judgment:

Do ye not know that the saints shall judge the world? and if the world shall be judged by you, are ye unworthy to judge the smallest matters?

Know ye not that we shall judge angels? how much more things that pertain to this life?

A few sentences later, he said this:

Know ye not that the unrighteous shall not inherit the kingdom of God? Be not deceived: neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor abusers of themselves with mankind,

Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God.

And such were some of you: but ye are washed, but ye are sanctified, but ye are justified in the name of the Lord Jesus, and by the Spirit of our God.

There is a big difference between condemnation, which we should avoid, and judgment, which we are obligated to perform. We shouldn’t refuse to let people into church because of past sins of which they want to repent. That’s condemnation. At the same time, we should reject people who have no plans to change. That’s judgment. The church is the church of the submitted, not the rebellious. We are supposed to have salt in ourselves. We’re supposed to be repentant.

We’re not supposed to be yoked with unbelievers.

The same Greek root appears in all these places where judgment and condemnation are mentioned, but obviously, it does not always mean the same thing. If Jesus tells us not to judge on one page, and Paul tells us to judge on another, the word “judge” must be used differently in those contexts. The Greek words in this case can mean “render a verdict” or “to sentence.” It is possible to render a verdict without issuing a sentence.

Paul refers to believers who are “sanctified.” That means their hearts have been cleaned up. It doesn’t refer to salvation, which is justification. We’re not supposed to stop with salvation. We’re supposed to go on and become sanctified through the action of the Holy Spirit.

Sanctification won’t happen to you if you insist on living in sexual sin (including homosexual relations), and according to Paul, you won’t inherit the kingdom of God.

By the way, homosexual behavior is different from other types of fornication. It’s normal for a man to have desire for a woman. Homosexual relations involve an abnormal desire most men do not have.

When I was taking college art classes, I was always on time, because the models were naked women, and I never knew what was in store. When I used to go to a gym and work out, I spent as little time as possible in the locker room with naked men, because locker rooms stink and being around naked men is not particularly enjoyable. It’s wrong for me to sin with women, but I will always have some desire for them, and I’m not accountable for that. Desire for men, in and of itself, would be a problem.

The idea that God makes people gay is abominable. The Bible does talk about God giving people over to homosexuality. but that’s not the same thing as making them gay to begin with. It means he allows them to continue and increase in their error because they don’t listen. It’s like what Paul said about the man who fornicated with his stepmother. He advised the church to turn him over to Satan for the destruction of the flesh, so he would either repent or go away and be damned.

Homosexuality is one of today’s most destructive sins, so Francis should be confronting it. Instead, he appears to be courting popularity. Nothing new for him. In contrast, Jesus was willing to be unpopular, and that characteristic is a hallmark of his followers. Historically, they have submitted to murder and torture rather than betray God. Jesus said we were blessed when men reviled us. Francis is running for prom king.

It’s important to stand against homosexuality because it destroys human beings. Someone has to point the way to God. Making people comfortable with their own destruction is not kindness. It’s selfishness. The intention is to make our own lives easier instead of helping habitual sinners. We want to avoid confrontation and its consequences.

At least two people who claim to have visited hell say they saw homosexuals (male and female) chained together in a river of fire. I think it’s true. Is that what we want for people? Is our popularity worth that sacrifice?

The Catholic church, like nearly all churches, is powerless. They can’t work miracles. They have no prophets. Healings are rare. They do what most powerless churches do. They deny that power exists. They protect their brand (and the money it brings in) instead of confessing error.

They can’t get homosexuals delivered, any more than they can heal cripples. It makes sense that they would eventually decide homosexuality was normal, especially in an age when it’s increasing like crazy. The church was unpopular when gay marriage was illegal and the rate of homosexuality was down around 1%. Now perversion is becoming more widespread. As the situation deteriorates, popes will be under more pressure to give in. Sooner or later, some pope will probably decide the church has been wrong.

The Anglicans beat them to the bottom. They already have honest homosexuals in robes.

The fact that you fail at something doesn’t mean it’s not possible. Preachers need to understand that. The Jews who ran the temple in the time of Jesus could not heal anyone. They couldn’t prophesy. They couldn’t work miracles. Jesus and his followers did all these things. Did it prove God had suddenly decided to help people? No; it just meant he finally had a few servants who did things right. The success of Jesus and his followers should have motivated the old guard to reexamine their false doctrine and join those who moved in God’s power.

We’re in the same situation today. God does a lot of things outside of respected churches. The pope can’t heal anyone, but like many Christians, I’ve had a bunch of healings. A lot of people have seen miracles. A lot of people hear from God. The Catholic church teaches that all non-Catholics go to hell or purgatory, yet God does a lot of powerful things through people who aren’t Catholic, just as he worked through Jesus instead of Caiphas. The message should be obvious. Help is still available. You just have to look for it God’s way.

We need to get more connected to God’s authority and start delivering people. We are weak, and when people seek God, they want to find strength. No wonder we’re rejected. We have very little to offer. Healings and deliverance should be routine, and they are not. If a homosexual goes to a church for deliverance, the odds are overwhelming that nothing will happen. Who can blame such a person for deciding we’re wrong?

We serve demons, and we try to cast demons out of other people. That doesn’t work. We need to be sanctified. To wield authority, you have to be submitted to it.

It’s sad when churches try to become like the secular world. They become more popular at first, but eventually, people who go to such churches will wonder why religion has to be involved. If it’s all about positive thinking, being nice, running a community center, and singing songs, why does Jesus have to be part of it? Why go to a church for these things when you can get them elsewhere?

Eventually, seeker-friendly churches end up competing with secular establishments which do the same things better. That’s suicidal. We ought to have a franchise, not a commodity. Any corporation can hold meetings and sing songs. Every Japanese carmaker does these things. Only a church can put people in touch with God.

The end of the organized church is coming to an end. Look at the signs. Doctrine is watered down. Greed is everywhere. God can’t penetrate the walls of fables and self-interest in order to get things done. People who don’t belong to big churches are getting revelation and help from God.

We should be glad. Good things happen when preachers aren’t around to relieve themselves on the fire.

Interesting fact: Francis would not be the first pope to endorse homosexuality. Boniface VIII was a pedophile who said sex with women or boys was no more sinful than rubbing one’s hands together.

It will be interesting to see if Francis has anything to say in response.

Dreams Shaping Up

Interesting things have been happening lately.

For a long time, I have been frustrated by an incomprehensible problem: I am a Christian during the day, but in my dreams, that is not always the case. I do things in my dreams which I would not do during the day, without hesitation or remorse, and I don’t do things I would definitely do while awake.

How can things like this happen? You would think I would be the same person, awake or sleeping, but I recall having a dream where I did something I wouldn’t even desire to do while awake. I can’t remember what it was. Something that would hurt other people, like stealing.

Over the years, I’ve had a lot of dreams in which I was a Christian. The problem with behaving like an unbeliever in dreams seems to have been worse over the last year.

Last night, I had a dream where I was tempted by women, and I started to give in. For some reason, I stopped and used my supernatural tools. I commanded my flesh not to be interested, and I probably spoke defeat to the women and spirits that tempted me.

I don’t recall what happened after that. I think it worked. I’m just glad I made the effort instead of reacting like Larry Flynt.

I’ve been praying to God to help me to be a Christian around the clock, so I feel what happened to me was an answer to prayer.

I used to feel that all bets were off while I was asleep, and when situations I enjoyed presented themselves, I made the most of them. I conjured women for pleasure, for example; I made them appear. In retrospect, that seems a little bit like rape.

I have lucid dreams very often, and sometimes I have taken charge and forced things I wanted to materialize. I now realize iniquity is more important than sin. In other words, the inclination to do evil is worse than the sins we commit, so indulging it inwardly is not acceptable. It’s bad to fornicate while you’re awake, it’s bad to concentrate on sex while you’re awake, and it’s bad to sin sexually in your dreams.

Before Jesus, Judaism was more concerned with acts than motivation. God didn’t expect people to change their natures all that much. He only asked them to restrain themselves. Christianity requires us to change so we don’t desire to sin. You can’t do that if you sin internally all the time. It turns you into a whitewashed tomb, which is the term Jesus used for some religious Jews of his time. You will appear clean on the outside, but inside, you will be full of dead men’s bones (the spirits of demons).

I’m relieved to get this change. Spirit-led Christians aren’t like dieters who get “cheat days.” It’s not okay to sin on the weekends after being good all week. It’s not okay to sin in your dreams. You’re supposed to get free of the compulsion to sin, and you should never go back to it, because you open the door to fresh bondage.

We don’t fight demons. We pursue Christianity as though it were Judaism. We rely on effort, which doesn’t work. We think what we do matters, and we believe that what we want to do or obsess on doing means nothing to God. God gave us all sorts of power at the crucifixion, and we reject it. We want to earn his help or simply help ourselves. Ridiculous. If we could do that, why would God allow himself to be tortured to death in order to save us?

Gun people like to say a pistol is a tool you use to fight your way to a rifle. That’s because pistols are very poor weapons compared to rifles. Similarly, effort should only be a crutch you lean on until God gives you the ability to walk in his power. We hold onto effort. It makes us feel holy, like we’ve paid our debts to God. What does God say about our effort? In the Bible, he compares it to used menstrual rags. Hmm.

Imagine giving your son power tools, materials, and all sorts of instruction and then asking him to build a bird house. Then imagine he throws the tools and materials away and brings you not a birdhouse, but a pile of used menstrual rags he made with his bare hands. Will you be pleased? Probably not. But that’s SOP for Christians. It has been for centuries. We persecute anyone who teaches us to let God do things for us.

“Cheap grace!” “Word of faith heresy!” The responses are always the same.

Moses parted the Red Sea using words of faith, and God cursed him for hitting a rock with his staff instead of relying on words. As for cheap grace, what’s cheaper than the life of a cow or sheep? If I sin and I then kill a sheep, who suffers? Not me. It almost seems like the sheep should be the one who gets salvation. And killing a sheep doesn’t help the person you sinnned against.

God would rather have a birdhouse he essentially built for you than the nicest pile of used menstrual rags–created without his help–imaginable. He is not looking to outsource to incompetents. He is looking to make us extensions of himself.

Sorry for being gross, but God chooses his phrases for good reason.

If I could earn anything on my own or impress God with my works, I think I would know about it by now.

Rehab fails most of the time. Medicine fails every day. Self-help programs fail. Every February, most people who resolve to start working out quit going to the gym. We diet and get fat again. It’s very hard to change yourself, and if you change in one area, you will fail in others. Yet we still rely on our own effort.

I am glad I did the right thing in my dream.

In other news, I have been going over things God told me in years past. I have a Word document where I store such things, and I have a wrinkled printout for reference. For some reason, I left it in my laundry room for months. Yesterday I finally got up and dug it out. When I read it, I get power, peace, and revelation. I don’t know why I neglected it.

I’ve been going over it again. I’m always surprised to see the soundness of things I said about God long ago. I always expect to see terrible errors, but that’s very unusual. I’m doing much better now than I was in 2011, but the things I wrote back then still work. That proves they came from the Holy Spirit. I wasn’t relying on my imagination or listening to demons, like the authors of the Talmud, the Pope, or T.D. Jakes.

This is a big relief. One of the things God told me was, “I have built on a rotten foundation.” He was talking about my own efforts that preceded my decision to submit to him. I wasn’t supposed to be a lawyer. I probably wasn’t supposed to be a physicist or a humorist. I traveled down blind ratholes because I didn’t have God’s guidance. A lot of me has been wasted. At least I wasn’t wrong when I started writing God’s revelations down. Years later, that foundation is holding up.

The Bible uses “sand” to mean the ideas and ways of men. It uses “rock” to mean the ideas and ways of God. It uses “water,” including rain, to symbolize words and voices. The Bible says God’s voice is like many waters.

When you try to find your own way, you build on sand. Then the waters come from people and spirits, and your work washes away. When you listen to God, you build on rock, and nothing can move you.

To the extent that I have been listening to God and trying to comply, I have been building on rock. I haven’t had to go back to my list and cross things out.

Christians are generally weak. Can’t get a word from God. Can’t get a healing. Can’t get financial help. Can’t beat their enemies. Can’t cast out a demon. They play a game of rules instead of getting in touch with God and listening to him.

In the future, when harder times come, the rule-lovers will be unarmed. They will be like cities without walls. Sadly, many of them will be so in love with pride and martyrdom, they won’t have much desire to change.

It’s fine to die as a martyr when God is in favor of it. It’s a victory. Doing it because of pride is ridiculous and wasteful. It’s a defeat and a disgrace.

God wants to tell you things directly. He doesn’t want you to have to wait for a traveling preacher to arrive in order for you to be healed or to receive prophecy. You don’t have to be ordained. You don’t need a church building. You don’t need a giant hat with jewels all over it. If those things mattered, the Pope wouldn’t be a powerless socialist who spreads nonsense and fights God’s children.

God wants you, not the special people on TV. He wants billions of prophets. It doesn’t matter who you are or what you’ve done. He wants every one of us, close to him, like Jesus. He doesn’t want to have to send you messages through other people.

God’s organization isn’t a pyramid. It’s a line, with one level above it. There is God, and on the next level, there are all of us. God doesn’t need to delegate responsibility. He doesn’t need 5 or 6 generals who talk to 30 or 40 colonels who talk to 90 or 100 majors. We’re all supposed to be generals. There are no privates. The Bible says we should be like Christ, not Gomer Pyle. People on TV don’t outrank you. There are people living in trailers who have more power and authority than Joel Osteen will ever have.

If you have to go to church or pay to see a special preacher in order to hear from God, receive help, or get healed, something is very wrong. God is not a respecter of persons. He has no VIP room. We’re supposed to talk to him directly all the time. We don’t have to make appointments with Mary or the so-called “saints.” We don’t have to pay Benny Hinn to ask him for favors for us.

Satan passes power out liberally. He sends lowly, revolting spirits out with the power to make us ill, bend our thoughts, cause accidents, and so on. He gives impoverished people in ghettos and backward nations the power to cast spells and conjure spirits. Yet somehow we think God only works through celebrity preachers and religious bigwigs. Is Satan a more effective manager than God?

The big difference is that Satan’s followers don’t reject his power and persecute everyone who tries to distribute it.

People aren’t listening. Pride tastes like prime steak. Charity tastes like sawdust.

I look forward to whatever God tells me next. There is nothing like revelation that works.

Tweeting President Opens Embassy in Jerusalem

Trump continues to amaze.

God gave Israel (much bigger than the Israel we know today) to Abraham, and through Abraham and Isaac, he gave it to Jacob. Israel is Jacob’s name. He was named Jacob at birth, but God changed his name later. The Jews are his descendants. Abraham and Isaac gave rise to nations that were not Jewish. Israel did not.

Jerusalem is well within God’s original grant. It is the ancient capital of Israel. The Muslims became attached to it long after God gave it to the Jews. The Koran mentions a mosque Mohammed visited in a dream. It doesn’t name the location. Muslims decided the location was Jerusalem, and they built the Al-Aqsa mosque there, on Judaism’s holiest site.

The Muslims have a thing about taking other people’s real estate and putting mosques on it. It’s a way of marking territory.

The Bible contains a prophecy about restoring Israel in a day. Scoffers thought it was tripe, but on May 14 (today’s date) in 1948, it happened. The UN voted to give Israel to the Jews so they would have a nation and a refuge. Here is the prophecy, in Isaiah 66:8:

Who hath heard such a thing? who hath seen such things? Shall the earth be made to bring forth in one day? or shall a nation be born at once? for as soon as Zion travailed, she brought forth her children.

The nations of the world have been reluctant to acknowledge Jerusalem because they don’t want to increase the price they pay for oil, and of course, they fear Muslim terrorism. Israel has gone along with this in order to have peace. They put ambassadors and embassies in Tel Aviv, and they allow Muslims to control their holiest site. Jews are not allowed to go there and pray. I can go there and pray, and so can Muslims. Not Jews. They stand outside the Western Wall, which is part of the temple’s foundation.

The Jews have wanted Jerusalem back for a long time. The restoration of Jerusalem and the temple is a recurring theme in the Bible. It’s even in the Revelation. Israelis celebrate a holiday called Jerusalem Day, to commemorate the recovery of Jerusalem from the Muslims after the Six-Day War in 1967. It also commemorates restoration of Jewish access to the Western Wall. Jerusalem Day is marked by the Jewish calendar, so the Gregorian date varies. It starts on the night of Iyar 28. This year, it came on the days of May 12 and 13.

Past American presidents have been too timid to recognize Jerusalem as the capital of Israel, but now we have Donald Trump, the honey badger of presidents. When he was running for president, he said he would move our embassy to Jerusalem. Being Trump, he tries to keep his promises; he doesn’t know any better! He did what he said he would do.

Our embassy in Jerusalem opened today. It opened during a short period including the sabbath, Jerusalem Day, and the Gregorian anniversary of the reestablishment of Israel. Trump didn’t visit, which seems a shame, but he sent his Jewish daughter and son-in-law. Perhaps that’s appropriate. Israel belongs to Jews, not Christians.

Prophecy watchers must be scrambling to make sense of all this.

Many Christians believe Jesus will come back within 70 years of the reestablishment of Israel. On the Gregorian calendar, that would be today. On the Jewish calendar, the date (Iyar 5) has already passed.

In the book of Matthew, Jesus spoke of a fig tree, believed to represent Israel. Regarding his return and the end of the age, he said, “Verily I say unto you, This generation shall not pass, till all these things be fulfilled.” People take this to mean that the generation that saw Israel’s rebirth would not pass until Jesus returned.

Prophecy students believe that in the Bible, “generation” means 70 years. For this reason, many have concluded that Jesus has to return within 70 years of May 14, 1948. The problem with this interpretation is that he didn’t say he would come back within a generation. He said he would come back before the generation passed. A human being can live to be 120. Maybe longer, as we continue to pervert medical science. The generation that saw the rebirth of Israel should be here until at least 2068.

If he returns tomorrow, fantastic. I don’t think it will happen, though. I believe the rapture comes first, and I think I’m right about the generation math.

Trump does momentous things. He brought North Korea to the bargaining table (probably with the help of the unexpected collapse of their bomb-testing site), and now he has made the first real step toward restoring Jerusalem as the capital of Israel. Love him or hate him, he gets stuff done. Can anyone seriously say God isn’t behind him? Obama traveled the world apologizing for America, and he accomplished very little, apart from increasing the burden of American socialism. Trump advocates for America, as an American president should, and his achievements keep piling up.

One wonders what Jews are saying. American Jews hate Trump. They always vote against their friends and appease their enemies. The Jews are the most suicidal race in history. They adore Obama, and he was a huge enemy of Israel. Now Trump has done something many Israeli Jews wanted to see. Will he get credit? Will American Jews start supporting him? No. Of course not. They will look for ways to discredit him. That’s a given. If Moses came down and put his arm around Trump and endorsed him, most American Jews would curse Moses and say he was an impostor.

Trump is catching it for having an evangelical preacher speak at the embassy opening. Papers say he sent a man who says Jews go to hell. Can we be honest? All Christians believe unbelievers go to hell. Jesus said it. I believe it. Are we no longer allowed to pray for the Jews or help them?

Muslim clerics believe all non-Muslims (and many Muslims) go to hell. Hard core Catholics believe Christians who are not Catholic (me, for example) go to hell. Jews believe Christian sinners go to hell. Can we get over it, please? Religions have different beliefs. Is this news? You don’t have to hate someone in order to think they’re going to hell.

I suspect that if the Muslims gave Jerusalem back, liberal Jews would be happy to let Muslim clerics speak at related ceremonies, even though Muslim clerics think Jews are going to hell AND should be exterminated. They believe all non-Muslims should be second-class citizens living under oppressive laws and special taxes. Is it really that big a deal if a man who rejects Judaism yet supports Israel speaks at these events?

Not unless you have Trump Derangement Syndrome.

I wonder if liberal Jews excoriated Cyrus for his idolatry when he decreed that the temple would be rebuilt.

There are some good deeds you have to do with no expectation of gratitude. There are good deeds you have to do in spite of a firm expectation of persecution. That’s life. I hope the Jews get all of Israel back ASAP, regardless of what some Jews may say about Jesus. I don’t have to be angry at people who don’t like Jesus. He can take care of himself. And it’s his will that Israel be restored.

Jews in Israel don’t always agree with American Jews (thank God), and they seem to like Trump a lot better. A big Israeli soccer team just put “Trump” in its name. A liberal Jew wrote a piece for an Israeli news site, trying to turn Jews against Trump and claiming he moved the embassy to please Christians. Go look at the irate comments from Israelis. One of them calls American Jews “JINO’s,” or “Jews in Name Only.”

A December poll said 65% of Israeli Jews thought Trump’s decision was good for Israel. Another poll showed that a plurality of Israeli Jews would prefer to see Hillary in office even though those polled thought Trump was better for Israel! Liberal bias dies hard.

I don’t know what will happen. I do know that when Cyrus dispatched Nehemiah to rebuild Jerusalem, the non-Jews who lived there took up arms against the Jews. There is nothing new under the sun. Arabs are already attacking Israeli troops, and maybe a new war will start. I don’t think that will happen, because Israel’s enemies are scared of Israel. If they had the guts to start a war, they would be doing it already. They wouldn’t wait for new provocations.

Maybe we’ll see more rioting and terror inside Israel.

One day Jews will start building the temple, and the mosques that are in the way will be taken apart and dumped in the desert. That will be a great thing to watch. Sooner or later, the trampling of Israel will end. God has never forgotten Jacob’s children.

I wonder what Trump will do next. I never thought I’d live to see a president who does so much.

“We’re From the Government, and we Want to Help”

I don’t read the news all that much these days, so sometimes I’ll read a story that interests me, and I won’t be aware of other stories related to it. Last month, I wrote about a story that said online DNA-testing companies were supplying information to law enforcement, but I glossed over the bit about the Golden State Killer.

Who is the Golden State Killer? You probably already know, if you are doing a better job keeping up with the news than I am. He’s a serial killer, serial rapist, and career burglar. Decades ago, he terrorized California.

Here’s what happened to him, or at least to the man the cops think is him. He’s an old man now. He was in his house cooking dinner. The police came in and dragged him away. The basis for the arrest: DNA his relatives sent to testing companies appeared to be related to DNA found at one of the crime scenes.

That’s amazing. This guy didn’t have a DNA test. He minded his own business and laid low, and the cops found him anyway because people who were related to him had THEIR genetic material tested. They used a company which makes results available to the public. Can you believe anyone would go for that?

What this means is that law enforcement may have genetic information about you, even though you’re a prepper or a Jesus freak who would never send DNA to a testing service. When I say they “have” the material, I mean someone else is maintaining the records, but they roll over and hand it to the cops so easily, it’s as if the cops themselves have it.

It’s a fascinating development. Only DNA works this way. The cops can’t tell anything about your bank account by looking at your sister’s account. They can’t tell where you live by looking up your aunt’s address. It’s only in the realm of genetics that personal information about your relatives equals personal information about you. And you can’t do anything about it. You can’t resist a subpoena. You can’t block the testing, the way you can refuse to provide your own DNA. You’re stuck. Exposed. You have no recourse whatsoever.

It’s obvious that I’m not happy about it. Here’s what people will say: “You want to protect serial killers and rapists!”

There are a couple of responses to that.

Here is one response: the framers of the Constitution, our legislatures, our courts, many of our corporations, our schools, and our police protect serial killers and rapists. It’s how America was designed. The framers thought it was better to protect criminals than to subject us to things like at-will searches. Our law enforcement agencies apply the policies of the framers every day. Banks, universities, hospitals, employers, and so on refuse to hand over private information unless they have no choice. Protecting criminals isn’t a new idea I just came up with.

Here’s another response: do you really want to go through life naked, even if it means we arrest more criminals? We’re starting to resemble the Borg. One mind, no privacy, no freedom…it would appear to make the existence of the individual completely pointless, apart from his contribution to the unfeeling colonial organism known as the state.

I’ll give you what I think is the typical answer to my question: yes. Most people would be happy to give up all privacy. Most people don’t know what their rights are and don’t care. Fill their food troughs every day and give them big-screen TV’s, and they will serve you.

One of the big myths about America is that our people love liberty. If that were true, we wouldn’t support socialist politicians. We wouldn’t be so quick to demand that the government regulate our behavior. Whenever something bad happens, news reporters put microphones in the faces of ignorant people, and the ignorant people say we need new laws.

Right now, you can’t sell a hamburger in the United States without putting the calorie count on the menu. That’s because of a law Obama pushed for. Telling people how many calories they’re eating is a great idea. Fast food joints should do it in order to make customers happy. But do we really need to have Congress force them to do it? Should we be threatening people with fines and God knows what else?

Americans generally don’t ask themselves whether laws are the best way to address problems. They assume it’s true, because they don’t care about freedom.

The other day I was talking to someone about this, and I suddenly understood why it was successful men that put this country together and drafted the Constitution. They were more educated than the rest of America. They understood the importance of freedom. Because they had money, they knew how hard it was to gain wealth, and they knew what it was to have something to lose. They understood that there is no freedom without capitalism and private property.

If servants and slaves had written the Constitution, it would have looked completely different. It would have looked like the Democrat platform. “Free” money for everyone. High taxes on people who create wealth. Lots of searches and seizures to make sure the evil “haves” paid what they owed. America would never have become a powerful nation. We would have been a weak, ridiculous country like Mexico or Honduras.

We used to have mainly capitalist immigrants. Boy, has that changed. Now we have a certain number of immigrants, but mainly, we have invaders who come illegally. They show up and start looking for welfare offices. They come across the border pregnant so they can force us to pay for their deliveries and coerce us into giving citizenship to their babies. We don’t get to check their criminal backgrounds. We don’t get to ask if they have money, education, or skills. We’re importing hordes of people who want to impose socialism on us.

We are moving toward a future in which rights are not sufficiently important to us to keep our system going. Statists care about unimportant rights, like the rights to smoke weed, engage in various sexual perversions, and have “slut walks,” but the First, Second, Fourth, and Fifth Amendments mean nothing to them. America is filling up with ignorant, gullible, arrogant flakes who spend their time thinking about things like Snapchat and the Kardashians. They get their political opinions, which are nothing more than sound bites, from trashy, poorly educated entertainers. They are too stupid to protect themselves from tyranny.

Here’s what I think will happen, either not long before or soon after the rapture. We will have a big DNA database, and everyone will be in it. Social media will be compulsory. The Fourth Amendment will be repealed or whittled down to nothing by legislation and court opinions. The Second Amendment will go away. Government agents will be able to enter our homes and look at all our records at will. Almost all transportation will take place in self-driving vehicles which are tracked around the clock.

I don’t know whether we will be microchipped, but if we’re not, the government will have other ways to track us, with identification, 24 hours a day. They’re already doing it with our phones. The information is collected and stored by private companies, but Uncle Sam can get it.

The destruction of freedom will be wonderful, as far as the ignorant are concerned. Crime will barely exist. Our streets will be safe. Everyone will be vaccinated. Poverty will be greatly reduced. Traffic accidents will be rare. Things will look great on the surface, and most people will be content. This will be disastrous.

The disaster will be that human beings will think they’ve eliminated the need for God and obedience. We’ll be a big colonial organism that seems to do very well without divine help. We’ll have no dignity, but that’s okay, because human beings don’t really care about dignity as long as they get fed. Oppressive regimes aren’t always unpopular. Sometimes they have overwhelming support from the people. I believe that’s how it will be after we cut God out of the picture.

Christians and Jews will not be factors. We will be seen as infectious agents of discord. “The cause of all the world’s problems.” In the eyes of the somnolent sheep of the Beast, exterminating us will be like killing zombies who carry the plague. God will pull Christians out of the world, because leaving us here will no longer serve any purpose.

Once we’re gone, all hell will break loose, literally. Misery and pain will be everywhere, because the presence of believers is what restrains Satan and prevents God from releasing his wrath.

The Beast may be a man, but he will also be the hive-mind populace, which obeys him in a feeble parody of the body of Christ. The world will be united against God. Mankind will be like a tower of Babel built from human flesh. People themselves will fight God openly. Spirits will have convinced them they can win.

I enjoy the toys of Satan. I enjoy the information age. I like computer programs and the Internet. I like depositing checks using my cell phone, instead of driving to the bank. I’m not blind, though. We’re seeing the beginnings of a technological Goliath with 10 billion brains, held together and coordinated by the Internet.

Tech experts are very stupid. Perhaps “stupid” is the wrong word. They are not perceptive. They have very little insight. They have a very poor record of predicting how the world will react to technology.

No one understood how the Internet would change us in 1995. No one understood how smartphones would change us in 2005. Today, no one understands how total connectivity, including the Internet of Things, will change us.

We can’t resist candy and shiny things. I’m not descended from a monkey, but maybe my flesh is. Unsupervised, it thinks and acts like a monkey. I’m not my flesh, and through the Holy Spirit, God is giving me control over it. Most people are not heavily influenced by the Holy Spirit, and they don’t want to be. The monkey runs things, and spirits that hate humanity control the monkey. We grab at the pretty toys technology offers us, and we are too dumb to understand the cost.

Arthur Koestler compared the growth of the human forebrain, over centuries, to the growth of a tumor in a body. He said our mental abilities had grown, while our character had not. Basically, we have the same urges crocodiles have, controlling powerful human intelligence. He was wrong about evolution, but he was right about our problem. We are smart enough to get ourselves in trouble with technology, and we are too evil to fix the trouble.

Look at the nuclear arms race. Disarmament has never been possible, because there will always be a few countries that resist in order to gain an advantage, and they force the others to stay armed. Think of the danger we face. We can vaporize hundreds of cities, plus the ground under them, and the threat, which couldn’t be any worse, isn’t sufficient motivation for us to do the right thing.

Socialism sounds great on paper, but it doesn’t work, and the reason is human nature. People will not work hard if they’re not rewarded. Socialists are lazy, weak, and unproductive. Capitalism works because it harnesses self-interest. Capitalists work hard because they are compensated for it. Socialism would be wonderful, if we were good. We wouldn’t mind doing our best and seeing other people get the rewards. It will never happen, because we can’t change. A world of powerful technology looks great on paper, too, but it causes problems for the same reason as socialism. Our monkey nature causes us to misuse technology, and we will never stop unless we are deprived of free will.

Socialism will finally sweep the world when technology takes away our privacy, and therefore, our free will. Technology, with its constant surveillance and total control of wealth and movement, will make us slaves, and only slaves can make a socialist state work.

I doubt any of my close relatives have used DNA-testing services. They don’t seem like the kind of people who would do it. I’m not sure, though.

I have cousins who are caught up in the Mormon cult, and genealogy is one of their obsessions. Do Mormons do DNA testing? Could be. I doubt it, though, because DNA testing disproved the nutty Mormon belief that American Indians come from Israel.

I haven’t committed any crimes that involve DNA, so I’m not in danger of being hauled away at the moment. What if relatives of mine have done bad things no one knows about? My dad is 86. He has been around a long time, and he has done a lot of things. What if someone made a false police report in 1952 and didn’t name a suspect, and the cops kept evidence with DNA on it? What if he was present when someone else committed a crime, and he cut himself at the scene? What if he walked by a place where a child had been raped, blew his nose on a napkin, and threw it on the ground?

If you’re reading this blog entry, do you feel confident that no one close to you has a secret DNA could bring to light? Are you sure you won’t lose your inheritance after a midnight raid on a parent’s house? Is it possible your grown daughter might show up broke, with her kids, after the feds drop by and take your son-in-law away?

Crimes from the past are being dredged up after decades of hibernation, and the exposures won’t just harm the guilty. They’ll hit the people around them, too. Even when statutes of limitation have passed, disgrace, civil liability, and financial ruin will be on the table.

Someone in Hollywood should make a movie.

Here’s a fun question: what if you have a hereditary weakness, and it pops up on DNA tests? What if you apply for a job, and your employer’s investigators run a check with a DNA-testing company? What if you’re 60, you really need a job, and three of your grandparents died from severe heart disease in their fifties? What if one of your parents had Huntington’s Chorea?

In the past, once you got away with something without being identified, you were generally in the clear. You could repent, build a decent life, and move on. Now old misdeeds are bursting out of the grave to torment people.

Rebellion and lack of prayer create and feed disasters that grow out of our sight and then jump out and attack. It’s as though we were feeding monsters that live just below the horizon, like the monsters kids hear breathing under their beds. Repentance and prayer shrivel these things and neutralize them, and they create blessings that come to us and surprise us. There is always symmetry in the supernatural.

As our legal protection from disaster wanes, it is wise to increase our supernatural protection. Sow blessings in your future and pour Roundup on the problems you inseminated in the past. Legal protection was always an illusion, anyway. The only safety comes from God. Escape prosecution, and Satan will take it out on you some other way.

The world is getting tiny. Internet companies collect my secrets. Our neighbors watch us with drones flying over our yards. Government and private security cameras film us all day. The dragnet is closing on all of us, and many of us can’t survive the scrutiny. Sooner or later, the ubiquitous, perpetual observation will be like a thick, heavy body cast with a tiny straw through which we suck air, and the government will keep its thumb on the end of the straw, opening and closing it at will. We will try various reforms, but while they may delay the inevitable, they won’t keep it from happening.

The age of technological nudism has begun. Shade will be scarce, and there will be no sunscreen.

“You Named it After WHO?!”

I just don’t know what to say about this. The mayor of Jerusalem has announced that a square near the new US embassy will be named for Donald Trump. He’s the one who caused the embassy to be built there.

Are they TRYING to make people’s heads pop?

Jews hate Donald Trump. They really hate him. Maybe one in ten voted for him. As a nation, Jews are suicidal. They believe in appeasement and retreat. “You want land? Here’s some land. Are you done killing us? How about some more land?” Trump is ruining their determined secular efforts to give away their capital. Maybe when they’ve given every other piece of land away, the survivors can huddle in the square and chant curses at Trump.

The square is kind of disappointing. It’s small. Still, for many Israelis, it will have to sting, walking by the square and seeing that sign.

I wonder how American Jews will react. I should check Twitter.

Incidentally, I just found out how informative Trump’s Twitter feed is. I should have realized this, since about half of American news stories are based on his tweets. When you read his tweets, it’s like you’re reading the news a day in advance. Because you are.

God is going to preserve Israel regardless of how hard the Jews try to give it away. Leftist Jews won’t take it very well. I think they’re better at being victims than victors. It’s what they’re used to. They’ve trained for it. I assume right-wing Jews will be considerably happier. They’re much less suicidal.

Can’t wait to see the stories about the dedication ceremony. This will be interesting.

Except for Me

An interesting thing happened last night. I wrote about demons yesterday, and I saw one in my bedroom later.

I was sleeping, and I woke up and saw a tall, skinny female figure at the foot of the bed. Its head was maybe 7 feet off the floor, so it had to be hovering. I believe it was trying to look taller and more intimidating.

It had a shag hairdo that went down past its shoulders. I could not see its face. It was black, its gown or robe was black, and the room was dark. I could see light around its hair, as if light were illuminating it from behind.

I hate having my sleep interrupted by bad dreams and creepy experiences. It’s exasperating.

I got very angry and told this thing to get out of my house, and then I went back to sleep.

It seems like we have demons who are closely associated with us, like evil reflections of the guardian angels people talk about. I think that when you cast these things out, they act like jilted ex-girlfriends who can’t handle denial. They come back, like Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction, trying to make you think you can’t get rid of them and hoping you’ll let them stay.

Demons and angels appear to have careers, just like us. They have assignments. Being cast out must be like being forced into retirement. It must be a disgrace that comes with consequences. I can’t imagine Satan being an understanding boss. He is too much of a diva. Letting him down must be like working for Diana Ross and being too slow to bring her her bottle of ionized water. It must be like standing too close to Patti Labelle’s luggage at the airport.

I think Satan is effeminate. It’s a feeling I can’t shake. He acts like a woman. Jealousy, spite, deceit, revenge, bitterness, an obsession with destroying those who reject him, combined with a sick craving to be with them…these are not masculine traits. A masculine spirit would come to you face-to-face and break your arms.

The feminine approach makes sense when your power is limited. When you don’t have brute force on your side, you have to weasel and plot. When you get more power, you can take a more direct and more masculine approach. In his book 23 Minutes in Hell, Bill Wiese said he was imprisoned with two demons who simply walked up to him, grabbed him, and tore him to pieces. Satan has more power in hell than he does here, so he doesn’t have to be coy. Up here he has a vigorous sales campaign going on, so he probably has to be careful not to queer it.

Satan attacks people when they’re asleep. Boy, is that a feminine tactic. Ask John Bobbitt and the other guys who share his fate.

I can’t swear the thing I saw was real, but I was definitely awake.

I can’t stand these things. I wish God would give me the power to twist their heads off. I wanted to get up and crush this thing’s skull. If I could, I would seek demons out and shred them alive, 24/7. Nothing is worse than a bully you can’t hurt. I truly hope they suffer when they’re cast out.

It’s interesting that the spirit and its clothing were black. Black is a very hot “color” among God’s enemies, the leftists. The townspeople in Sundance call the film industry folks who crowd the place every year “the people in black” because that’s what they wear. Black clothing symbolizes arrogance, power, and danger, and it has an anti-Christian feel to it. It seems like the more toxic and lifeless a religion is, the more likely its officials are to wear black.

Satan does a lot of work on the black side of the earth. Half of the earth is always blackened because it faces away from the sun. That’s where demonic activity is highest.

I have two relatives with serious demonic problems. Left to themselves, they close windows and keep their homes dark. They don’t clean. They make houses stink like crazy. Turn on a light, and they turn it off. Open a window, and they close it. Strange.

Christians don’t take demons seriously at all. I don’t take them as seriously as I should. I’m surrounded by these pathetic, poisonous things, like a man swimming in a tank full of sharks at night. I ought to be focusing more on fighting them and cutting off their food.

How many people do medical research every day? Millions, maybe? How different the world would be if we had that many people working to become supernatural warriors.

In related news, I’ve had a new development in my relationship with God. I seem to be able to get into his presence at will, instantly. I keep trying to remember to do it. I stay in his presence as much as I can. It’s a problem when I do it in bed, because I generally fall asleep in a few minutes. I can’t focus on God and also exert effort to stay awake.

One of the things I pray for is for God to help me and my friends stay in his presence as much as possible. I also pray for him to minimize the presence of counterproductive spirits and people in our lives. I believe he is giving me what I ask for.

I can’t say amazing things happen when I’m in his presence. I get huge waves of faith, and I feel very peaceful, but it’s not like lights shoot out of my head and dramatic background music comes on. The fillings aren’t falling out of my teeth and being replaced with enamel. I’m a real person, not an actor in a ridiculous catsuit in a Marvel Movie. Still, I want God’s presence. He makes good things happen whether I feel them or not. I’ve spent a gigantic amount of time in the presence of evil beings. I need to make a switch and stick with it.

The other day, counterproductive thoughts came to me. I heard some kind of filthy joke in my head. I shut it down instantly. I was not having it. Then I realized something: my mind is very clean now, compared to the mind I had even 5 years ago. I was amazed. I used to think trashy thoughts were just fine, and I didn’t think I had an obligation to do much about them. I didn’t think I had much control. How different things are now. We are responsible for our thoughts and feelings, and God would not hold us responsible if we didn’t have the power to change them.

Our filthiness grieves the Holy Spirit. He doesn’t want to be around dirty jokes, lustful conversation, hatred, and so on. Those things make demons comfortable. It makes sense that a person whose mind is cleaner would have more of God’s presence within him.

This new cleanliness is something I’ve been praying for. I knew I was grieving the Holy Spirit, and I wanted to stop. The Holy Spirit cures diseases. He teaches us things. He guides us to victory and success. He’s not merely an option; his presence is necessary. I wanted his help, and he only gives it on his terms. A man of God wouldn’t move into a filthy shack full of meth-addled bikers, yet we expect the Holy Spirit to move into us and share quarters with demons.

The world is nothing like the picture our corrupt, blind society paints. It is very different from our popular conceptions. The supernatural is what matters. Hard work and pride will get you nowhere. You can’t trust your heart. You don’t have what it takes to succeed. You shouldn’t follow your dreams. We don’t know how to live correctly. We are only familiar with the counterproductive crutches and Band-Aids we’ve been taught to use. Carnal tools are just crude compensation for the lack of Holy Spirit power. We don’t know how to live, because we’ve never seen anyone live the way God designed us to.

I look forward to being on the other side and seeing the truth clearly. I want to see the vile things that work against us. I want to know all about their organization. I want to talk to God face to face. I want to hear him confirm the things he has told me down here. When everything is revealed, a lot of people who ridiculed Christians are going to be put in their places. There will be a feast of crow. We’ll see people who laugh at God down here, talking very earnestly about demons and angels.

If things aren’t working out for you, you are probably using the wrong weapons and fighting the wrong enemies. Something to think about while you still have time to change.

Supernatural Blindness is the Rule, not the Exception

One of the main symptoms of demonic control–surely the most common one–is an inability to perceive the truth.

People think they believe what logic tells them to believe. The most emotional, least logical person I know loves to say, “I am a slave to logic.” This is a person who has excelled in a profession where the use of logic is key, so you can see why it would be easy to convince him all of his thinking makes sense. People think they draw conclusions through reason, but in reality, we believe what we want to believe, and demons have a lot of power over the desires, and therefore, the beliefs, of people who are not connected with the Holy Spirit.

Some conservatives like to say liberalism is a mental illness. This is true. Leftists are able to believe all sorts of inconsistent things; it’s why the left has so much internal conflict. Leftists think they are driven by compassion and other noble motives, but of course, anyone who knows their history knows they are angry people who turn sadistic and murderous when they get enough power.

Most conservatives are sick, too, and some of us are completely off the wall. There are conservatives who conflate conservatism with what they think is righteous racism. Conservatism has nothing to do with racism, but white racists tend to be conservative, just as non-white racists tend to be fervent leftists.

There are conservatives out there who still believe the birther theory, and some go father, claiming Obama was a left-wing plant, groomed from day one to assume the presidency in spite of his Kenyan citizenship. The state of Hawaii confirmed his place of birth, his mother was a citizen, and a 1961 Hawaiian newspaper had a birth announcement in it, but facts don’t matter to people who listen to demons. They will never believe Obama is a citizen.

Why am I writing about this? Because I just saw a news story so unreasonable, it made me think about demonic deception. A journalist named Greenblatt wrote a book about tyrants, and he compares Donald Trump to Shakespeare’s Richard III.

The story of Richard III is simple. He was not in line to wear the crown, so he killed everyone who stood between him and the throne. He was a completely evil person. He had no remorse or compassion. He came across as calm. He didn’t seem like an exceptionally angry person. He just wanted the crown, so he did whatever seemed likely to put him under it. His problem, more than anger, was an absence of love.

He was a bad person, but I don’t know if I would consider him a good example of a tyrant. A tyrant isn’t just driven by a desire for power (as Richard was); he is also driven by a desire to micromanage the lives of ordinary citizens. I don’t see that in Richard. Sounds more like Stalin or Castro to me.

No person with clear vision could fail to see the perversity of comparing Trump to a tyrant. A tyrant is a person who believes in all-powerful government. Trump is weakening the government and giving power back to individuals and states. He is against tyranny, although perhaps not sufficiently so to please libertarians. It’s impossible to be in your right mind and not see this.

1. Trump lowers taxes. Tyrants are known for increasing them or, in the case of leftist tyrants, confiscating some or all of the people’s property.

2. Trump is trying to reduce the government’s infringement of our Second Amendment civil rights. Tyrants take arms away from people and curtail their rights.

3. Trump is in an open war with the deep state, an ossified, securely entrenched complex of unelected bureaucrats who have tremendous power over us, and whose interests conflict with those of the nation and the administration which is supposed to manage them. Tyrants don’t get rid of oppressive bureaucrats. They multiply them. Think of Goebbels and Beria.

4. Trump made a rule that the government can’t add new regulations without getting rid of old ones. What kind of tyrant does a thing like that? Picture the Sheriff of Nottingham pulling a move like that. It would ruin the Robin Hood myth.

People have pointed out that Robin Hood was conservative, by the way. He robbed tax collectors and gave back to the taxed.

5. Trump instructed the IRS to stop enforcing the Obamacare tax, destroying the extraordinary, tyrannical new power Obama gave that agency.

I feel like I could go on all day.

You have to wonder what acts Trump has committed that could ground a charge of tyranny. My best guess is that the simple act of taking office suffices to stir up the libel. Accepting his Constitutionally sanctioned office after a reasonably fair election, and requiring enraged leftists to accept his authority, must be tyranny.

The anti-Trump character who wrote the book says Trump’s insistence on loyalty makes him a tyrant. That’s crazy. Tyrants insist on loyalty from every citizen. Trump merely demands loyalty from his underlings. That’s just a management style. It may be an excess, and it may be caused by a character flaw, but it’s not tyranny.

Is he saying Trump, who is clearly a champion of liberty in his professional life, is a tyrant solely with regard to those close to him? That doesn’t seem to be true. He has great relationships with his kids, and they would be the first ones to turn on him if he were a tyrant in his personal life. He’s an adulterer, sure, but that’s not tyranny.

If you want to see a politician with a truly tyrannical mindset, you have to look no further than Barack Obama. He forced us to buy medical insurance. He armed the IRS. He pushed socialism, which is inherently tyrannical. He wanted to take away our civil rights in the area of gun ownership. That’s classic tyranny. He did more to gut the Fourth Amendment–an anti-tyranny law–than any president in history. He sanctioned the killing, without trial, of American citizens by our military. He tried to prosecute at least one journalist. Where are the leftist journalists his tyranny upset? A few exist, but they have been marginalized.

It’s remarkable that conservatism has become associated with fascism, which has traditionally been the hallmark of leftist regimes. Communism is fascism, and it’s a leftist system. It infected about half of the world. It still controls China, where you can’t open a church because the government has taken over the religion business.

Doesn’t anyone remember the USSR? People couldn’t travel inside the country without permission. They couldn’t leave without permission. The state murdered them and turned them into slave laborers for doing things like writing pamphlets. How about Cuba? In Cuba, you can go to jail for buying or selling a steak. Slavery is still practiced in Cuba; the state makes slaves of dissidents and forces them to do disagreeable labor. Every neighborhood has government stooges who keep an eye on everyone and turn them in when they violate Cuba’s fascist laws.

Many people think the word “fascism” only applies to right-wing regimes. That’s crazy. Look it up. It’s an extremely ill-defined word. It means “authoritarianism.” It’s not tied to any particular system.

The definition may change to favor the leftist interpretation. Dictionaries used to be useful reference tools, and that’s still true if you use dictionaries written decades ago. Lexicographers used to find out what the correct meanings of words were and record them so we wouldn’t stray. Now they look around to see what ignorant people are saying, and they change legitimate definitions to match our errors. Merriam-Webster just changed the definition of “assault rifle” to include semi-automatics. Try selling a semiauto to any military organization on earth. They’ll laugh you out of the room. They’re strictly civilian weapons, and civilian weapons are not assault rifles.

Perhaps liberal scholars who edit dictionaries are changing the definition of fascism, but in the world of 2018, what’s in the latest dictionary and what’s correct are two different things.

Trump bears little resemblance to tyrants. Obama and Hillary Clinton are much more tyrannical, and Bernie Sanders is definitely a tyrant. Yet Trump, the person who moved our embassy in Israel to the ancient capital of Jerusalem, is the one who gets compared to Adolf Hitler.

Christians have ruined the world. We had a powerful supernatural religion which connected people to God and brought them wisdom, healing, love, provision, and safety, and we exchanged it for Catholicism’s ridiculous system of life-sapping, pathological rules. We turned Christianity into a game with a scoreboard. All that mattered to us were our violations and our forgiveness. We threw away real power, and we threw away the God-given ability to perceive the truth.

If we were still pursuing the Holy Spirit and the inner transformation he brings, we would be able to see the truth, and we would be able to help others see it. You can’t see the truth without supernatural help, because the forces that prevent you from seeing it are supernatural. If people were Spirit-led, they would agree about everything. God is consistent. He tells everyone the same things.

We’re supposed to be baptized with the Holy Spirit, and that’s a baptism which doesn’t necessarily occur at salvation or during water baptism. We’re supposed to pray in tongues every day. We’re supposed to live in a state of confession and cast demons out of ourselves and each other. Every single one of us is supposed to hear from God. We’re not supposed to rely on ignorant old men in bizarre costumes, mumbling through lifeless rituals in gaudy cathedrals.

Our leaders should be setting us free, but they put additional chains on us. The Pope doesn’t know anything about God. T.D. Jakes doesn’t know anything about growing in Christ. A few lost people make their way to the top of corrupt human organizations, and suddenly we think they must know something. The high priests, who are probably in hell, taught in a big shiny temple, and the public adored them. Jesus didn’t spend much time there. He had to teach in streets and in people’s houses.

Most Christians don’t believe in demons. Most Christians who believe in demons think they’re rare, and that they only appear in crazy people. Many Christians think it’s an insult when other people suggest they have demons. We don’t admit we are controlled by demons. We think we’re too good. Because we don’t acknowledge the spirits that run us, they get a free pass to remain in us and invite friends. We develop sick lifestyles in which we share ourselves with them, like roommates sharing apartments. We get sick and die from things caused by spirits that should be cast out easily. We get worse with age instead of better.

I love it when God tells me I’m infected with a demon I didn’t know about. It’s an opportunity to be free of a problem I didnt’ recognize. I don’t find it discouraging or insulting at all. I wish he would give me a typed list of all of them, along with a list of things I need to do to get rid of them permanently. There is nothing like the feeling of relief when one of these things leaves.

Another problem: Christians think a demon only has to be cast out once. Completely wrong. They come back. The Bible calls Satan the Lord of Flies. What do flies do when you shoo them away? They leave for a while and come back. Because we don’t understand this, we get set free, and then our demons return, and we think we’re still delivered. Sometimes we have attitudes and behaviors that keep letting them back in.

Do you think the Pope is telling people about this? Of course not. He has no idea. He’s too concerned about spreading socialism and weakening our objections to poisonous habitual sins. Fighting fallen angels and demons is his job. It’s the sole reason for his office to exist. He has no clue.

Have you ever taken a problem to the government? Sometimes they help, but often they do virtually nothing, or they make things worse. Asking the government to solve a problem can be like adopting a leopard to get rid of your mice. That’s what taking your demonic issues to most preachers is like. They are useless or worse. They work for demons, themselves. How can they be expected to know how to fight their masters?

Priests will actually tell you to pray to saints, which is prayer to evil spirits who hate you. They’ll give you medals to carry. These are idols, and they are connected to demons. No wonder miracles are so rare in the older churches.

You can’t get anywhere with God if you’re relying on help from a Mary action figure on your dashboard.

Christians are obese. We are addicted. We are unable to stop sinning. We are filled with lust and hate. We are mentally ill. We are unsuccessful. We are worried. We are diseased. We are deformed. We lose battles with wicked people who don’t have God’s favor, every day. Somehow, we manage to reconcile our lifestyles of utter defeat with the victorious path the Bible describes. And we think we’re the ones who know the truth!

Prayer in tongues changes things. Like the rudder of a ship, which keeps it on course, a Holy-Spirit-guided tongue guides us out of error, ignorance, and slavery.

Most of us can’t or won’t pray in tongues. We think it’s demonic or that God decided to quit helping us 1700 years ago. Some of us think it’s optional, as if we get to decide which parts of God’s program we should accept. Some people know prayer in tongues brings us closer to God, and they reject it because they don’t want to be that close. They enjoy carnality too much, and they’re afraid God will take control away from them and change their lives in ways they won’t like.

We love struggling and suffering. We love thinking of ourself as shining martyrs whose failures are actually victories. God told me this: “We become proud through struggling in the flesh.”

When you tell God you don’t need his help, or that you don’t want his charity, you might as well be spitting on him and telling him you want Satan to win. God is a rich father, and he wants heirs who receive fortunes they did nothing to earn. No one has ever earned his help, and he is willing to give it to the lowest of the low. Pedophiles, rapists, Satanists…to God, they are not disposable trash. They are prime targets for redemption. The first person he saved was a criminal hanging on a cross.

God wants to cleanse us miraculously and to live inside us and communicate with us. He wants to heal us physically and give our minds rest and peace. We aren’t receiving these things because we rejected his system. People who accept the system have lives that are very different from those who think they have to earn everything.

The world is insane these days. People can believe anything. We fine people for refusing to say men are women. Many Americans think we shouldn’t screen people who enter the country, which is so absurd it shouldn’t even be considered debatable. We have socialist priests, in spite of socialism’s long history of hostility toward God. We have Jews who vote for liberals and rail against conservatives who are their only friends. Craziness is everywhere, and it will get worse. The only people who will have any immunity will be the Spirit-led, and everyone else will do their best to silence us and kill us (as they always have).

The Holy Spirit is the only protection we have from a complete loss of reason, and it doesn’t look like many of us are going to get to know him.

Justice League Expands Frontiers of Unintentional Comedy

Yesterday I made the grave mistake of watching the movie Justice League, featuring scantily clad female role model Gal Gadot, star of the ludicrous Weinstein-tainted abomination known as Wonder Woman. I am here to give my objective, unemotional review. I will start by posting a photo of the unintentionally hilarious DVD-box photo. I think I know what Batman is saying in this picture.

“I can’t believe I ordered the volcano shrimp.”

Look at that. The Flash looks like a transvestite on his way to a rave. Cyborg looks like someone trying to escape from a crushed Fiat in a junkyard. Aquaman resembles a homeless person getting ready to fend off imaginary snakes with a broken umbrella. Batman appears to be distracted by severe lower-GI distress. He needs to visit the Bat-room (old joke). Superman has a thousand-yard stare, as if he’s asking himself if he’ll ever be in another movie where he isn’t wearing blue rubber long johns.

Did Ben Affleck even look at this picture before he signed off? Maybe he was rude to someone in the PR department, and this is his reward. They should have done a product-placement deal with Pepto-Bismol.

If you (correctly) thought Wonder Woman was a dumpster fire on a train headed for a bombed-out bridge, you will think equally highly of Justice League. It is a bountiful smorgasbord of ineptitude and inadvertent humor (the only kind of humor in the movie). It represents the final dregs squeezed out of the dessicated sponge known as the mind of Joss Whedon.

Incidentally, is it necessary for Joss Whedon to be in charge of EVERY comic book movie? Isn’t it bad enough that he IS the Marvel Cinematic Universe? Now we’re running from him when we watch DC movies. He’s like the annoying alcoholic aunt that ruins every family gathering (“Who told Joss? Can’t you people keep your mouths shut? OH, NO! HE FOUND THE COOKING SHERRY!”).

I watch virtually no network TV, but until recently, I recorded every episode of Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., which is a Whedon operation. I had to delete it from my DVR’s series list. I couldn’t take it any more. Every week, they jumped a fresh shark.

“Hydra is gone. Hydra is back. SHIELD is shut down. Now it’s in business again. Whoops. Hydra is gone again. FOOLED YOU! IT’S BACK! Bored? We’ll cut Yo-Yo’s arms off with an electric Frisbee.” It’s like Whedon went on vacation and filled the writers’ office with confused janitors. As I’ve probably said before, I almost expected Scrappy-Doo to join the cast.

Is that reference too obscure? The Scooby-Doo show was terrible. It had one script. A mean guy has a hidden treasure, and he dresses up as a ghost to scare people away while he looks for it. Message: there are no such things as ghosts, kids! Cool kids are atheists! Now make sure you eat plenty of colorful dye and table sugar for breakfast every day.

The show was always bad, but when they really ran dry, they invented Scrappy-Doo, a grotesque Scooby Mini-Me with a tiny, stunted body and a big giant great Dane head. I would call him the Wesley Crusher or Leather Tuscadero of Scooby-Doo. Not an asset.

Whedon was also cramming the S.H.I.E.L.D. show with way too many Hispanic characters. Okay, we get it. You hate Trump. It’s very important to you that other people think you feel real bad about white privilege. But your show looks like a mariachi band. I keep expecting them to break into “La Bamba.” Can’t you find an American Indian or something? If he keeps it up, the show might as well move to Univision and use scripts written in Spanish. Then they can fight a real privileged, white, blue-eyed male villain: Jorge Ramos.

When the movie starts, Superman is dead. Maybe he looked at the script and decided to swallow kryptonite. Anyway, he’s dead, and the world is a mess, because one eccentric in a blue catsuit was solely responsible for our well-being. The whole world is moping.

In the midst of the misery, cheery optimist Batman develops a paranoid hunch. Someone out there is about to try to end the world.

YAWN. Can we have ONE movie where the world isn’t about to end? Can’t we have a movie where, say, Pennsylvania is about to end, but the rest of us expect to come out okay? I realize the stakes have to be high when you spend several hundred million dollars on a comic book movie, but audiences get tired of seeing film directors play the global apocalypse card every week.

Spider-Man movies managed to be bearable without involving the fate of the entire world. Just saying. It CAN be done. Provided you have an imagination and you occasionally think about something other than the mortgage payments on your latest villa on Lake Como.

The first evidence that Batman is right is an attack by what appears to be the Tin Woodsman’s fairy godmother. No lie. It’s one of the worst movie creatures in history. It’s a metal man with little foil wings just about big enough to get a turkey (other than this movie) off the ground. Look.

“I’m here with a quarter for the Tin Woodsman’s loose tooth.”

This is what minions do for money between Despicable Me films.

Batman rounds up Wonder Woman, the Flash, Aquaman, and a guy called “Cyborg.” Wow. Neat name. How long did it take to come up with that? He should have a sidekick: “Really Strong Guy.”

Cyborg is a man whose dad exposed his dead, mangled body to a magical cube in order to bring him back to life. The cube got rid of most of his human parts and turned him into a robot that sulks. Kind of like a titanium teenager. Only one part of his real body is left: a small amount of his head. It’s like Whedon went to the effects people who made Ultron and asked if they had any cheesy prototypes they would part with cheap.

I think I could have designed a better Cyborg myself, using Microsoft Paint. This is one of the few cases where the plastic action figure will probably look better than the actual actor.

Cyborg has no personality. If he ever had a personality, it must have been removed by the same cube that replaced everything except one side of his face. What is his remaining pound or so of meat good for, by the way? A real cyborg is a human being with mechanical parts. This guy is C-3PO plus one third of Mister Potatohead.

Like Wonder Woman, the movie features a battle in which the Amazons, the greatest female warriors in history, are crushed effortlessly, in a few minutes, by a hostile force. It’s because they happen to have a cube like the one that screwed up Cyborg. The villain, an old white guy named Steppenwolf, appears in their fortress and steals their cube. As usual, they fight in highly credible gold bikinis, proving women are powerful and capable and not just sex objects. Yeah. Most people don’t know that the SEAL team that took out Bin Laden wore gold bikinis.

Somehow men will be to blame for this. We are always to blame when women degrade themselves.

Remember; Harvey Weinstein had to sign off on everything.

Wonder Woman’s Wonder mom decides to call her for help, and as the leader of a sophisticated nation of elite forces, she uses some sort of ancient signal fire…because Amazons are too stupid to have cell phones! The Amazons aren’t very good at engineering. And it’s an island where everyone is female. Math is so hard! They need a big strong man!

In backward countries such as America and Russia, military forces use primitive inventions such as tanks, jets, and rifles. The brilliant Amazons ride around on horses, bearing advanced weapons far beyond our inferior testosterone-based technology. They fight with bows, arrows, and pointed sticks.

Who, exactly, are they supposed to fight, riding horses in circles on a tiny island no enemy can get to? Can someone explain this to me? Drop one MOAB, and you own the place. And if you don’t want to fight the Amazons, all you have to do is sail around their island.

It may sound strange for a man to say this, but I actually got tired of staring at Gal Gadot’s rear end in this movie. In one scene, her butt filled the entire screen…while she was talking to someone.

“Mr. Weinstein! Let go of the camera! The union won’t like this!”

They should have called the movie The League of Gal Gadot’s Extraordinary Behind, Thighs, and Crotch, because the camera focused on her pelvis over and over. It amazes me that filmmakers would play voyeur with a character who is supposed to inspire young girls to reach their potential. Well. No it doesn’t.

Ben Affleck looks like what he probably is: a borderline-obese old man who never works out, packed like sausage into a tight rubber suit that strategically shapes his loose meat so it moves to areas ordinarily filled by muscles. He walks like he’s wearing one of those sumo suits people put on in bars, or like a dysentery patient trying to make it to the toilet in time. In all seriousness, I don’t think he can put his arms down. He has no new toys, because DC Films only had SEVERAL YEARS to think them up. He has no superpowers. He needs to go back to the cave and think about retirement. He could get himself a nice cave in Boca Raton.

As for Aquaman, he’s a mean drunk with a bunch of trashy tattoos. He looks like the guys who spend half of their lives working on county farms and the other half on welfare. I could really see him appearing before a judge on a domestic violence beef involving his own mother. I think I saw him last year, in a crew of roofers who worked on my house. He never talks to fish once during the movie. There goes his big gimmick.

You should see the costume he fights in. I’m pretty sure it’s a bullfighting suit. Why aren’t our soldiers taking advantage of this new technology? It’s great camouflage. For battles that take place at Liberace’s house.

Lois Lane is a catastrophe. Henry Cavill is 35 and could pass for 25. He is in incredible physical condition. Amy Adams (Lois) is 43, looks older, and is quite hefty for a woman being paid millions to look good. If you gave me her salary to appear in a film, I think I could find it in my heart to lay off the Ding Dongs for a month. Why is she in this movie? The Lois Lane character shouldn’t be middle-aged or overweight.

It’s impossible to believe Henry would be attracted to her. I’m not. If she started talking to me in a supermarket checkout line, I’d begin inching toward the parking lot. I’ve actually done that.

Here’s the story that drives the movie: Batman, whose voice mysteriously changes every time he puts on his mask and eye makeup (?), assembles the team so they can battle Steppenwolf, and somehow we are supposed to be impressed, even though their best efforts bother Steppenwolf about as much as you or I would be bothered by enraged fruit flies.

SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER the only way they can beat Steppenwolf is to bring Superman back to life so he can do it for them, which explains why Henry Cavill is on the DVD box. Superman kicks the compost out of Steppenwolf with very little help from the Justice League, which makes you wonder WHY THEY ARE THERE.

Whedon’s liberal paranoia is transparent and insulting. The first major villain who appears on the screen is an old white guy with red hair, who wants to bomb civilization back to a “holy” age. Gosh, Joss, who could you have had in mind? The second big villain is the Nordic-looking Steppenwolf, who has a German name and wears Viking-like horns to drive the point home.

In an age where the only serious threats to man’s existence are Islam and North Korea, Joss Whedon is trying to save the world from white men who believe in God. This movie must have been a hit in Riyadh and Pyongyang. Wait…do they ALLOW movies in Pyongyang?

Even more disturbing…the real REAL villain of the movie is a trinity. Steppenwolf’s plan is to gather and unite three magical cubes. I’m not kidding. When they get together, they exude some kind of force that transforms the world into a place where it’s okay to admit Bruce Jenner is a man and where you can buy AR-15’s from vending machines that also sell Bibles.

When Steppenwolf assembles the cubes, he says, “Praise to the unity. The three as one.” Sound familiar at all? Praise? Hello? What kind of people use that word with regard to three powerful entities which are one? What religion could Whedon be sniping at here? So hard to guess.

Steppenwolf’s tin fairies serve him without absolute obedience. Gee. Is there a supernatural being who is surrounded by legions of servants who are commonly depicted with wings? It sounds so familiar…

Joss Whedon is not just an atheist; he’s a proselytizing atheist. He says it’s “very important” to understand that there is no God. He says that now, while he’s fairly young and expects to live a few more years. What he will say when he’s about to die may, and hopefully will be, different.

I don’t think he’ll be a factor much longer. His work is not going well. He must be having some kind of crisis. The crap dialogue in this movie is like something you would expect in fan-created Youtubes. Whedon has scraped the bottom of the creativity jelly jar once too often. There is nothing left. When the characters try to sound dramatic and inspired, they merely sound like Whedon mumbling cliches and platitudes into his mattress as he scrambles to meet a production deadline. He could be replaced easily by a Clever Comic Book Movie Dialogue Generator app. Maybe he already has one on his gluten-free iPhone.

The older I get, the sillier Hollywood seems.

John Wayne never fought a battle. William Shatner is five feet, six inches tall and has never left earth. Humphrey Bogart weighed about 120 pounds and couldn’t even beat up his wife, even when he tried. George Clooney is a college dropout, and the colleges he dropped out of are about as prestigious as barber college. Burt Reynolds is bald, and he was bald when he made his big films. Arnold Schwarzenegger is about three inches shorter than he says he is. Vin Diesel wears elevator shoes. All the action scenes we’ve seen in movies like Star Wars were actually filmed in front of big green screens in very quiet rooms, and the actors looked stupid, yammering about things that clearly were not there.

It’s all make-believe, and it’s just as silly as what kids do when they tie towels around their necks and pretend to be Superman. Batman, King Friday…what’s the difference?

I used to manage to suspend disbelief much better than I do now. These days, when I see grown people running around in superhero costumes, I feel an urge to ask them to hold out their bags so I can give them candy. Ben Affleck looks like a horse’s ass in his Batman rig. The inexplicable McGruff voice is the cherry on the sundae.

A recent news story said we have 14 more superhero movies on the way. That’s the current outlook; more could be scheduled later, depending on how desperate Hollywood gets. Critics are getting tired of them. Maybe audiences will follow. I can’t wait to see the trend end. I admit, I have enjoyed many of these films (especially the bad ones), but they’re not good for us.

I suspect Satan is behind our superhero obsession. After all, he and his friends created real superheroes. We call them demons. Loser angels with no future impregnated women, who, being women, who were probably very impressed by them. You know how women are. They always compete to land the captain of the football team, even if he’s a guy who, in four years, will be driving for Uber in his mom’s car.

Their offspring were beings with great physical stature and strength and the character of rats and hyenas. It is said that they ruled over human beings and even ate us. God killed their bodies, and now they roam the earth as doomed spirits, giving us cancer and starting fights and so on. It may be that in the future, people who are possessed and empowered by demons will appear to be real-life superheroes, and they may wear silly costumes (just like priests and cardinals) and demand worship. If they do, we will already be prepared to serve them. We already know how to make and distribute superhero merchandise.

Superheroes teach us pride. They teach us that flesh beings can be special and powerful in their own right. This is not true. All power and authority come from supernatural sources. If you want God’s power, you can’t run around in a ridiculous costume with a big “S” on it and call yourself “Superman,” which implies superiority. God fights people who have that attitude. In the eternal scheme, they are losers.

I will probably watch more superhero movies before I’m done, as long as they don’t cost me more than $5.99. It’s a guilty pleasure. It will be fun to see how many times the earth and/or the universe will be threatened with total destruction this year.

New Info on Stone Prevention

I wonder if I should have written about Trump yesterday. I don’t want to write about politics too much. I know government is a false god, and I know Satan wastes our time (our lives) by getting us to scrap in the political arena instead of focusing on prayer and repentance. Nonetheless, I also know God put Trump in office as a favor to his children, and I know the ridiculous attacks on his administration constitute a mass tantrum on the part of Satan’s offspring.

I believe Christians should support Trump and pray for the defeat of his enemies. I speak defeat to Mueller and the rest all the time, in the name of Jesus.

When I write about Trump, there is generally a supernatural angle to it. With that said, here I go, on an almost completely secular tangent.

Maybe 10 years ago, I noticed that my right side hurt. I thought it was a muscle pull. It turned out to be my gallbladder. Over the years, it has caused me some annoyance, including a few attacks I would go so far as to describe as painful. I have spent a lot of time researching gallbladder problems, trying to find out what I had done to cause my issues and what I could do to fix them.

I learned that doctors had ZERO INTEREST IN PREVENTING AND FIXING GALLBLADDER PROBLEMS. This is almost literally true. Here in America, we have a grand total of one gallbladder medicine that works. It’s made from bear bile, and it’s too expensive for people to take regularly. Doctors don’t prescribe it. Instead, they cut people’s gallbladders out, as if God made a mistake by installing them in the first place.

When a doctor removes your gallbladder, he performs a low-risk surgery which pays well for the time spent. It’s much easier than trying to fix the problem, and it’s profitable. Doctors have very little incentive to change their approach, so they don’t. They feel that surgery IS the answer.

Problem: it’s not the answer. You need your gallbladder. It aids in the digestion of food. Your body will adapt to its absence, but it’s not as good as having a functioning gallbladder. Another thing to consider: REMOVING YOUR GALLBLADDER WILL NOT NECESSARILY GET RID OF YOUR GALLSTONES OR PAIN.

How about that? You can have gallstones and pain without a gallbladder! It’s not even rare. It happens a lot. The stuff that turns into gallstones comes from the liver, not the gallbladder, which is just a receptacle. The stones can form in places other than the gallbladder.

Imagine how stupid you would feel, having your gallbladder removed and putting up with diarrhea and so on, and they having a gallstone attack.

In Europe, they use a supplement called Rowachol to get rid of gallstones. It’s basically olive oil, menthol, and some other aromatic substance. I forget. You can make your own Rowachol if you buy the ingredients. People say Rowachol works. I tried it, and it seemed to work for me.

If my understanding of the situation is correct, European doctors consider gallstones treatable, and American doctors don’t even try. Perhaps I’m wrong, but it sure looks that way.

I got the idea that my own problems might be the result of my personality problems, and that means my spiritual problems. I read that some doctors think eating when you’re angry can cause gallstones. I have had a problem with my dad provoking me over and over during meals, so I worked on that, and I asked God for help with the way I responded to provocation. I also thought Miami might be to blame, because to live in Miami is to be provoked nearly continuously. It’s that kind of place.

Here is what I think about provocation and anger. If we are indwelt and led by the Holy Spirit, we should be very hard to provoke, but it’s still a bad idea to be around irritating people and situations, and there is nothing wrong with ridding yourself of annoying people. Even Jesus avoided contact with his persecutors.

That’s my spiritual take on the matter. To get back to the physical, this week I learned something new. I can’t believe I didn’t find out earlier. I read that gallstones (and possibly cancer) may be caused by “slow intestinal transit.” In plain English, that means you’re not pooping soon enough. It means you delay your trips to the can.

Gallstones are made largely from cholesterol synthesized by the liver. When you put off a deuce mission, substances in your intestines pass through the walls and into your blood. Some researchers believe these substances stimulate your liver to make more cholesterol, so you get gallstones.

How about that?

It kind of makes sense. Doctors say many gallstone victims are fat, female, forty, and fertile. Women are more likely to have constipation issues than men. They’re embarrassed about defecation and related matters, to the point where it sometimes amounts to denial, so I suppose they are more likely to procrastinate.

I knew a woman who was unable to use the toilet if anyone except herself and her husband was in the house. Her husband and I knew, or at least assumed, that she had bowel movements like the rest of humanity, and presumably she knew this, but when I was present, everything locked up.

As for fat, well, fat people have a lot more stuff in their intestines, and they probably eat more junk that stops them up.

Forty? My guess is that it’s a factor because older people eat more and move less.

When I was a kid, I was taught that people have to control and train their bodies. You don’t go to the john when your body tells you to; you do it when it’s most convenient. You don’t leave class or whatever. You definitely don’t ask your dad to pull over when he’s determined to set a land speed record while driving you to see relatives; he will make you go in a shoebox. You grit your teeth and overcome. Apparently, that was really bad advice.

The whole topic is pretty gross, but if the researchers are right, it could save people needless pain and surgery.

Without going into specifics, I’m making an effort to change my habits. I am listening to my body. I don’t have gallbladder pain, but I can tell my digestion is not perfect. Might as well do what I can.

Maybe the researchers are wrong, but their theory sounds more plausible to me than the far-fetched explanations I have heard in the past.

I Just Want 5 Minutes Alone With This Jerk

God told me something the other day, so I will pass it on today. I was putting groceries in the car and thinking about something unpleasant I had to deal with, and I heard, “I am tasting my own punishment.”

What this means is that I, myself, ordained the problem I was going through. I didn’t wave a scepter and say, “On May 1, 2018, because of this unrighteous act or thought I had on an earlier date, I will have to perform the following unpleasant duty and be inconvenienced.” I didn’t do that, but it was as though I had. I had failed God in various ways, of my own free will, and it was catching up to me.

I was dealing with one of my dad’s dental appointments, if you want to know. I had to drive him to the dentist, sit in the waiting room during a cleaning that took forever, listen to a boring report from the hygienist, receive burdensome instructions from her, take my dad to the grocery store, and then drive home. I was told to make sure my dad did certain things when he flossed, so now I have a new, perpetual duty which will not be easy to perform.

Telling my dad to do anything was nearly impossible when he had all his faculties. Now it’s worse. If he wants to cooperate, he may remember to do it. If he doesn’t want to cooperate, he will forget every day, over and over.

I realized my burdens would continue to increase as long as my dad lived. That’s daunting. Presumably, right now, things are better than they will ever be during his future. At least until he has to go to an assisted living home.

Where would I be, had I listened to God back in the 1980’s? I would have built a better foundation. I would have a wife to help me with my problems. I would have fewer problems to begin with. I would have better supernatural weapons to fight my problems. I would not be a caregiver for a person who hates Christianity and contemns God.

God blesses people who obey him, and he gives them lives of victory and peace. He doesn’t heap burdens on them. We heap them on ourselves.

Sometimes my dad says he’s sorry I have to deal with his problems. I’m not sure why he does that. Maybe it’s because he didn’t get involved with his mother’s care when she started to decline. It may be that he would be extremely resentful if he were in my position, so he assumes I am resentful, too. I do experience a certain amount of momentary resentment on occasion, because his attitude is often poor and because he put himself in his current situation through a lifetime of deliberate choices. Overall, however, I see what I do for him as necessary, and I never complain about anything except when he does things that make my job harder.

I don’t hate my situation, and I don’t think he should apologize when I have to do things for him.

His mother had a hereditary aorta deformity that resulted in an aneurysm. It ballooned up, and stagnant blood accumulated in it. Somehow this caused neurological problems in her lower body. They fixed the aneurysm, but she had to have her legs amputated, and not long after, she died. I don’t know too much about it. I didn’t go to her funeral. I suppose I should have, but I felt very detached from her. It was like hearing that a neighbor’s mother had died.

I just looked up the date, because I didn’t remember when she died. That shows how little she was involved with me. She didn’t send Christmas or birthday gifts to my sister or me.

I am not close to my dad’s family. They have had very little to do with us over the years, and my dad didn’t show much interest in reaching out. Later in life, he started to take them on occasional fishing trips, but in all honesty, I think that happened because they wanted things from him. He had a big boat in Miami, and he had done well for himself, so he provided the opportunity for free vacations. It may also be that they hoped for some recognition in his will. I believe that had he been less prosperous, we would heard almost nothing from them. We used to go multiple years without hearing a peep. I suspect that he invited them on trips partly to show off.

Here’s a story. My dad owned a beach house on the gulf. He invited his relatives to visit. They arrived before my parents did. When my parents showed up, the house was full of groceries.

My aunt and uncle gave my dad the grocery bill. They had saved it for him. My mother never got over that.

Another story. My grandmother was a widow when she died. She had a few possessions. My dad’s relatives went to her apartment and cleaned it out. We received two items chosen by the relatives: a crystal angel and a porcelain horse. These had been gifts from my dad. My mother put them in front of me, told me they were our inheritance, and told me to pick one. You can find the same angel on Ebay for under $35. I only keep it because I would feel guilty if I threw it out.

My dad paid for the funeral.

I like my dad’s family for the most part, but I am aware that his relationship with them is very bad. They would probably disagree, because the relationship is cordial, but anyone who has a healthy relationship with relatives should be able to tell the situation I’m describing is abnormal.

My dad has a married sister, and he had another sister who died following a period of dementia. I can’t name all of my first cousins from the second sister and her husband. I don’t know where they live. I don’t know how many kids they have or what their names are. At least one of the sons is dead. I didn’t go to the funeral. I know the other sister’s son died many years ago. I didn’t go to his funeral, either. He has a sister. I don’t know her married name. I don’t want to look her up or get to know her. It would be awkward.

I’m digressing.

My relationship with my mother’s family was good, so I have some notion of duty to kin. When your demented father has to go to the dentist, or his bathroom has to be cleaned, you don’t run off and hide in a strip club. You don’t berate him or expect him to grovel, either.

Would I do these things for my remaining aunt? No. She would not expect it, and I am no closer to her than a stranger who works at a nursing home.

I’m not a martyr. That’s where I’m going with this. Things aren’t that bad. At the same time, things are not what they should have been, and I am to blame. If I had been aligned with God at an earlier age, I would be somewhere else, doing different things, with different people around me.

A friend of mine didn’t get to know God until she was middle-aged. She doesn’t have any kids. That was a choice she made. She regrets it now. She says God told her, “You are not late.” That must be a nice thing to hear. I am late. I acknowledge it without reservation. I am very late. God doesn’t have an obligation to turn back the clock and give me another chance. I’m glad he’s willing to help me make the most of the leftovers that remain.

Mary Isn’t Alone

I watch Youtube for religious purposes, and Youtube’s algorithms keep recommending videos it thinks a person with my interest in God would like. I see a lot of recommendations for videos from One for Israel, a Messianic Jewish organization. A lot of them feature debate intended to debunk the anti-missionary arguments of mainstream Jews.

I am leery of getting drawn into the debate-centered approach to Christianity. Generally, it’s boring and carnal, and it’s a heavy-duty time suck. Still, I do end up watching some of One for Israel’s material. Their videos are generally fast-paced, and many of them are testimonies, not debate.

Their videos are real eye-openers. They are produced by Jews, and they are aimed at Jews. This means they provide a Jewish perspective on Christianity and Judaism, and they reveal a lot of things Gentiles generally are not aware of.

Yesterday I saw a remarkable video about mainstream Orthodox Jews who pray to dead people. I thought this was a Catholic/Anglican/Orthodox thing, but it looks like many Jews do it, too.

Long ago, there was a respected Jewish sage named Bar Yochai. I know practically nothing about him. I do know he’s dead. He was a kabbalist, which means he studied bizarre Jewish mysticism. Like Madonna, only presumably with smarter teachers. Religious Jews go his tomb, set fires, dance, and pray to him for help.

This is remarkable. Remember what happened to Saul for communicating with the dead? It wasn’t good. Communicating with the dead is a sin according to the books of Moses. The Bible says people who do it are detestable to God.

You can go to a website and pay Jews to take your prayers to Bar Yochai’s tomb. Look it up. No joke.

The notion of asking dead people for help is disturbing to me. These people are lobbyists. Like the lobbyists in politics, they supposedly have superior connections to an individual in power, and they use their influence on behalf of others. Can you imagine anyone thinking heaven has lobbyists?

If you’re Catholic, you probably can. I should not have asked the question.

I remember a testimony from a person who said he visited hell. He said he could hear all the thoughts and feelings of the spirits around him, even though they were countless. I think he was telling the truth, and I think God can hear like that, too. I don’t think God is only capable of listening to one person at a time. I believe he can hear you just fine without an attorney to come before him on your behalf.

The Bible confirms this. It says God is near to all who call on him.

I have dead ancestors in heaven. Do I really need to prompt them? If they have any ability to influence God on my behalf, aren’t they doing it already? Unlike me, they are now perfect beings with perfect hearts. It’s a little presumptuous of me to assume they aren’t helping me in every way they can.

If I were in heaven, and I had a son or daughter who needed help on earth, and I were permitted to talk to God about it, I would do so without being asked. Common sense, right?

Here’s something interesting about this. Jesus told the common people of his time that the religious leaders were whitewashed tombs full of dead men’s bones. Now, in at least one case, his words are literally true!

There are Jews who worship a rabbi who died recently. His name is Menachem Schneerson, and he was the leader of a sect called the Lubavitchers. They thought he might qualify to be the messiah. Then he died without changing the world. This was a big blow, because one of the talking points they use against missionaries is the assertion that the messiah can’t die before accomplishing his mission. They say that if Jesus were the messiah, he would have brought peace on earth while he lived.

Schneerson died almost 24 years ago, and some of his followers won’t let him go. They call him “messiah” and pray to his dead body. It has caused a schism among the Orthodox.

Orthodox Jews say the messiah won’t be divine, so it’s weird that any would pray to this man.

Jesus died, but he’s quite a bit different. He’s not your typical dead person. He wasn’t buried (after the resurrection). He manifests himself to people all the time. He visited me twice. He showed himself to dozens of people before he ascended. Praying to Jesus is fine.

Interesting stuff.

I saw another neat video. In it, One for Israel addresses a common criticism of Christianity. People ask why prominent rabbis, whom they respect, haven’t accepted Jesus. Answer: they have. But once they accept him, they cease to be respected rabbis, and according to the current regime, they cease to be Jews at all.

This reminds me of the propaganda gays put out. Clergymen who rape boys aren’t homosexuals! They’re “ephebophiles” (who commit homosexual rape). Prison rapists and other men who have perverted sex supposedly aren’t homosexuals, either. Bad people can’t be homosexuals, apparently. People who think Jesus is divine can’t be Jews. They are transformed into Gentiles, instantly.

Here’s an example. Daniel Zion was a respected rabbi in Bulgaria. He persuaded the king not to give Bulgaria’s Jews to Hitler, so they were not exterminated. That makes him a hero of Judaism, but it’s also awkward, because he believed in Jesus. As a believer, he can’t be a rabbi or a Jew.

Why don’t more people know about him? In 1949, rabbis in Israel declared him insane. The reason? He believed in Jesus and still wanted to be a rabbi.

That’s some catch, that catch-22! He got the bum’s rush when he converted. You can’t be a major rabbi who believes in Jesus, because a major rabbi who believes in Jesus is insane, and insane people have to be removed from their positions.

The Soviet Union used to use this tactic on dissidents. They put them in mental asylums. They had a point. In the USSR, you had to be nuts to take on the government.

That was humor. It’s an old joke. They were not crazy.

The video provides a list of other rabbis who believed. Such people have their careers terminated, and they lose their influence. How can anyone complain about the absence of knowledgeable Messianic rabbis when it is literally impossible for a Messianic to remain a rabbi?

I find the whole thing fascinating, because it lines up with my new understanding of the way supernatural beings work to erase their enemies on earth. It’s not enough to punch someone in the face, take away his wealth, give him a disease, or put him in prison. You have to destroy his reputation, and, if possible, arrange it so future generations have no idea who he is.

Of Jesus, Maimonides used to say, “May his bones be ground to dust.” The bones of the dead proved the dead had existed. They were preserved. Jews were not permitted to destroy them. Many religious Jews have called Jesus “Yeshu,” which means, “May his name and memory be blotted out forever.”

Like Elijah, Jesus still has his bones. He ascended. It would be hard to grind them at this stage.

Satan concealed the evidence of the millions of Jews who followed Moses in the desert. He tried to get rid of the bones of all Jews during the Holocaust. He goes after the reputations and memories of Jews who accept Jesus. He gets Christians fired from positions of power.

You should watch the testimonies of Jews who convert. Their families don’t just disagree with them. They say they’re dead. Often they pretend they don’t exist.

This is the future of Christians in America. We’re headed the same way. We deny Jesus all the time, and we punish his people. We deny him every time we support homosexuality in order to get along with people or protect our wealth.

Debating about this stuff is not very productive. Either God opens your eyes, or he doesn’t. If your eyes and ears are closed, all the proof in the world won’t matter. Pharaoh rejected God even after the many miracles of Moses and the ten plagues. I do not debate with people. But I do try to speak the truth even if it bothers them. The fact that you are offended by what I say does not mean I’ve done anything wrong.

A friend of mine told me God showed her that she wasn’t supposed to concern herself about how people dealt with the things he told her to say to them. That’s their problem. God’s children just deliver the mail. What you do with it once we give it to you is 100% on you.

I don’t know if One for Israel is accomplishing anything with its somewhat argumentative videos, but the information is important.