Good Morning Digital Neighbors! Happy Monday ADD Irregulars, WSN Curators, Friends, Refugees, Phamily & Misfits and all the rest of you Early Birds, Later Dayers, Conversants, Lurkers and Lost.
While I have had many a rant in these communities about the corruption of the WOKE, the workings of the CABAL and the general decline of society and civilization, one of the defining differences between the WOKE and the AWARE is the attitude towards learning and personal growth. The WOKE already know all they need to know, they have been provided with their cultic interpretation of life and nothing need shake that. It is religious zealotry at its worse when such thoughts lead to an outward militancy against ones neighbors with a desire to impose the truth instead of trying to convince them with it. All of the worlds major religions have tried this, and it has lead to a lot of death and suffering in the name of one God or another. Christians and Jews in particular should be greatly embarrassed by this reality given the humble origins of their religions. Embarrassment needs to be converted to humble acknowledgment without being shackled to past sins. Acknowledge, makes amends were possible, grow beyond the failures of the past. Reasonable people can subscribe to such things. Lack of forgiveness for the past is a hallmark feature of the WOKE and their communist ideology. Imprison people by their past and never let them grow beyond it. Some people will never be more than oppressors and they should submit to the mob of WOKE as some small and insufficient gesture of penance.
Some people will never be convinced of facts, truths or hard data. It is beyond them. If you can recognize those hardened or simple minds, the sooner you can abandoned trying to dialogue with them and discern if they can be safely ignored or you need to protect yourself against them. Like all religious zealots, the WOKE are imprisoned and defined by their complete obsession with identity and self. they cannot relater to the world, they can only project their "key to understanding" all of this, and it is power over others. They embody the classic abuser cycle, they see themselves as victims of oppression either individually or share in the great victim spirit of real or imagined victims of the past. They in turn become the abusers they decry without ever seeing the connection. Past abuser were wrong, their abuse is corrective and right. All the best ideas have to be imposed because most of humanity is not as enlightened as them. All the best ideas have to be imposed because the current contenders for power won't do acceptable penance and contrition unless they are brought into a state of submission. All the best ideas have to be imposed because there isn't enough time to bring people up to speed in the final cure for humanity. It is a lot like the final solution but with pretty rainbows & chicks with dicks entertaining your children.
Too much navel grazing is a disease of the mind. If you constantly focus your life on your miserable self, you will develop disorders known and unknown. Sadly you will not seek therapy, but probably become a political activist who projects their self-inflicted state on the rest of us. One of the real kicks in the nads in dealing with the WOKE is that good souls can be somewhat sympathetic to the abuses of the past and want to make amends. Those kind (and naively stupid as is often the case) souls become allies and enablers of the Cult of Woke. Too much navel gazing ends the search to become more, to learn more, to grow beyond your current state of being. The restless state that is part and parcel of being human is numbed or distracted to death. In your search for meaning, answers or at least a few clues you are fed a stream of victimology and self-pitying bullshit that ruins lives. If you are a descendent of Whitelandia you cannot claim victimhood unless you are gay, trans or one of other countless genders, is Fat a gender now? Beware, Whitelandia is no longer just European. Jews, Asians and others are being added all the time when they don't buy into to the Cult.
Learn - it is one of the greatest things about being us. That we can read something from thousands of years ago and understand what they are trying to communicate is just short of magic. Unless you are a deconstructionist loser who thinks it is about imposing meaning rather than discerning it. They were woke before it was a cult. It is a loser philosophical school of thought that plays word games with meaning all the while seeking power. Yes, I know there is more to Derrida's philosophy than my slap-dash dismissal, but I don't have the desire or time to waste on him. Baack top learning and this morning's quote that fueled this commentary. Happy Monday & Blessed Easter my friends and thanks for reading along this far without falling asleep.
Today marks the three hundred and thirtieth birthday of the Frenchman François-Marie Arouet, better known by his nom de plume, Voltaire (1694-1778).
Born into a bourgeois family during the reign of Louis XIV, the “Sun King” (r. 1643-1715), Voltaire suffered tragedy at a young age when his mother died. Never close with his father or brother, Voltaire exhibited a rebellious attitude toward authority from his youth. His brilliant mind was fostered in the care of the Society of Jesus, who introduced him to the joys of literature and theater. Despite his later criticisms against the Church, Voltaire, throughout his life, fondly recalled his dedicated Jesuit teachers.
Although he spent time as a civil servant in the French embassy to the Hague, Voltaire’s main love was writing—an endeavor where he excelled in various genres, including poetry, which led to his appointment as the royal court poet for King Louis XV. Widely recognized as one of the greatest French writers, and even hyperbolically referred to by ...
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Good morning, digital neighbors! Happy Friday, my fellow pilgrims across Locals & Substack! The forecast for next week looks downright chilly, with lows in the 40s and highs in the 60s. It will make for some wonderful mornings and make that hot coffee even more enjoyable. We shall see what it does for the long-awaited autumn colors.
One cannot rush the turning of the seasons, and the trees let go of their leaves without any drama at all. Not a bad example for those of us who cling to what we can't keep and fret over what we can't control. I often wonder how much time I have wasted on things I can't affect in the least, except to express frustration and aggravation. It is difficult at times to find the balance when you venture forth on the internet.
I want to be aware, not obsessed. I want to be informed, not consumed. I can strive for self-possession or surrender to groupthink and herd feeling. It can be challenging, because the sense of belonging and the desire for connection are real. Most ...
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The Proud Minister
One day there came into the Garden a man in torn clothes badly bruised and cut, who said to the Lover, “In the name of the Beloved I demand your help.”
So the Lover and the Disciple let him in and dressed his wounds and prepared the best of the vegetables from the Garden for him to eat. When his wounds had been dressed and he had eaten and rested the Lover asked him how he had fallen into this plight, to which the man replied, “I was Minister of the Beloved in a city near this place, where I preached His gospel and expounded His doctrine to the people. I pointed out to them how their sins had made them wholly hateful to the Beloved and how therefore they were utterly beyond the range of His love and He would condemn them to eternal torments, whereon some fell into despair and wept bitterly but many were angry. One day the magistrates called me before them and begged me to leave the city and preach elsewhere for they said I had made many people so angry and desperate that they feared there might be a riot and they might not be able to protect me but that I might suffer some injury. I, however, very zealous for the Beloved and believing that the magistrates only feared that their own sins might be proclaimed, preached the more vehemently, denounced the magistrates and made it abundantly clear that the whole wicked city was foredoomed to eternal punishment by the just provision of the Beloved. Whereon a mob, stirred up no doubt by the corrupt and venal magistrates, fell upon me with sticks and stones, nearly killing me and driving me out of the city in the state in which I came to you.”
“My friend,” said the Lover, “this was not a good deed of yours, for besides denying the unfathomable compassion of the Beloved, you have by your obstinacy caused these people to commit a grievous sin, and this cannot be pleasing to the Beloved, that through you who profess to be His minister the people should become worse. Surely you remember that He Himself said, ‘If they persecute you in one city flee to another.’”
Therefore the man was very angry, and cursing the Lover, said, “I see that I have had a very false report of you and I do not believe that you are a servant of the Beloved at all. When I came to you so injured for the Beloved’s sake you set before me only herbs and fruits although the garden is full of birds which you could have killed to make me a worthy meal. I shall proclaim everywhere that you are no true servant of the Beloved but a mere falterer who dares not suffer in the cause of the Beloved. Be sure that you are foreordained to eternal torments who suffer nothing here.”
For the man was so blinded by his own pride that he could not perceive the scars on the hands and feet and the brows of the Lover nor how the cloth beneath the armpits of his tunic was dyed with a red dye. So he went out of the Garden cursing and shouting.
But the Lover looked sad and said, “A man like this does much harm to the cause of the Beloved, for by thus speaking falsely about the Beloved he may bring men to fear Him but none to love Him, and by love alone can any man approach the Beloved.”
