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i've been placing new images here and there on this page, so maybe scroll some__ just because there's nothing new at the top doesn't mean there's nothing new on the page. and i am gonna try leave the next two where they are. The second one is about The Religion of Solitude, which i'm embracing, in the Name of God, of Love, of Light, of Truth. . .
i gotta put the collage with Henry David's "Drive life into a corner and if it
be mean, publish that meanness to the world" might be close to the
quote __ yeah, my life is looking like a mean
sonofabitch, and i been shining my light on it for sure (see what might be a
quote from DaVinci in the image below), and the hell of it is, all that evil i'm seeing
and talking about, just wanting to get to the truth, thinks it can
not say a Goddamn thing and beat me (and God, you oughta' recognize truth and believe it
and live accordingly when you hear it or read it or you'll probably die a despicable death, is
what i suppose i'm supposed to say).
But to be sure, the evil fucks are saying a lot, they judged me and hated me and
tried their best to be rid of me (realize it's mostly fake family, fake friends,
and fake people who bought the lies they've been spreading for years i'm talking
about; told the Mobile Crisis Response Team, sent out when i posted along long
post on my Facebook page about my "real fake family" that i
seriously do not like to judge people but their judgments of me and their
behavior toward me demanded that i do it) and they're practiced at
lip service, but all of it is behind my gd back, in the pitchblack darkness of
their miserable souls. "All who search
for iniquity shall be cut off" Isaiah
promises used to be the verse i sat with a good bit;
today it's "God is a rewarder of
those who diligently seek Him"
which i went to from"God loves a
cheerful giver."
Yeah, Judgment Day can't come too soon for me, cause the cowards hating me will
never let their darkness darken ya know they know the light that is in me would
fucking destroy them if it shone on them, and i wouldn't even notice their
pitiful efforts to hate more.
Here it is, and i left it on Pics Page #2 as well.
Krishnamurti says "If there is no me{ego} there is love," and that if we have the right light shining
every act will be an act of love and we should "LET LOVE HAVE ITS WAY."
And even further He says "Love is always in action." Yeah, action without effort is real.
And not doing something the Spirit wants you to is just as bad as doing something the Great Spirit
doesn't want you to do.
If there are enough haters hating the truth (and anyone telling it) it can impede Godly
change if only because haters believe their own lies and most truth tellers do not like making judgments ever.
And if they don't change __ and be sure ego likes nothing about important change
that involves more light, because light not only diminishes darkness, it
destroys it, and "you better start swimming or you'll sink like a stone, 'cause
the times they are a'changing..
Here's a mystery that will be revealed as evil i guess, on the Day of Vengeance i'm guessing.
Meaning it wasn't small when i saved it.
my non-thinking is that God laughs at His plans as much as at ours . . .
The verse before the one below goes
" 'Shall I not visit for these things?' saith the Lord: "
The first one just didn't do it for me.
One of "my" pseudo-sonnets that has touched a few folks, menotthinks, on both sides of
the divide.
A pic of a pic didn't work real swell . . .
Below is a picture i shared on eric lowrey's Facebook page a couple of months ago, and i guess he
felt guilty about abusing me in the Netflix thing because after i shared two more images with powerful truths in
them, he blocked me. Go figure. Oh yeah, "No one is more hated than he who speaks the truth."
This image is the 3rd, and last, of my posts to erik lowrey's Facebook page, but i sent some
sage (maybe) advice via 2 fake family folk about how he might get right with God; if you got concerns of your own,
don't bother asking him, i got no doubt he's taking the short view and denying everything to almost everybody.
"saith the Lord . . ."
This image is the 2nd of my posts to erik lowrey's Facebook page, a comment on his post of
a psa on how to maneuver THE traffic circle in town. Somebody commented they couldn't figure it out and he
explained it to them, and i commented with the image below.
Of course the promise of God to feed the sleek and the strong with justice
leaves out a lot of people who will be left out in the dark on the Last Day, and
i named a few categories on Facebook: players(who are) haters(who are)
cold(who are) hard hearted, rich people, smug people, mean people, closed-minded
people, double-minded people, people without the single heart and/or vision
Jesus will watch for, oh the list does go on and on . . .
And the way, when i first posted this next image to a Facebook page, it
might have been
the Monday before THANKSGIVING!!!YAY!!! of last year,
i.e. 2025, what i said about it on Facebook was simply
But of course that doesn't apply, it couldn't apply
to now,
to us. It just couldn't. Could it?!?
The second sentence is so immensely powerful to me i might go back and put an
"emphasis mine" after i put those six words and one period in some font like
Gill Sans Ultra-Bold:
Below is a quote from the Tao Te Ching,
one of the world's truly great books, a quote
which i wrote big in my heart over 5 decades ago.
Here is a picture of which i have given up hope that my fake
family and many other people will understand, and turn, and be healed.
And for anyone who is not aware of perhaps the most important thing about this
question that Cain posed to God, first it is not the simple fact that the
question is in fact a rhetorical one, but rather it is the definition of
"brother" in maybe the largest book of indisputable facts period ( Strong's
Concordance of the Bible), to wit (i really must be almost to "lost it" rather
than the "i must be losing it" i was gonna put, cause
i can't remember the Hebrew word Cain might have used but here's part
of a definition i tried to really understand, but understand that my trying to
understand a quotation, definition, whatever, it's merely allowing it a
prominent position in my consciounsness, which is a lot bigger than me
just because meis one of the devil's tools, here the prison-keeper of
all closed minds, yeah, like Mr. Bob Dylan Himself wrote:
"Nothing really matters much,
it's doom alone that counts."
and it ain't nothing to me to make right NOW be about "open my eyes, my heart,
my mind, let me understand this one thing and i will be converted and healed"
and remember that Goddamn Hebrew word that is defined as:
brother __ literal or figurative, near
or remote."
This is a collage i developed months ago and posted on one of my Facebook pages, see my main one here: me try add link later :-( Huh, that link down there ain't live . . .
https://www.facebook.com/share/p/16iugEXHNt/
Well GODDAMNIT!!! i don't know but i could have wasted some time lately, messing with imagery say. lollol. For real though i have worked mainly on screenshots from the web and posted some i feel sure, way underszed, though i post 'em before i see them as posted. Oh well, "time will tell, who has fell, and who's been left behind . . ."__ damn fake"big"bro, i don't remember the rest of
wait, i had to Google it . . . Bob Dylan had these lyrics in one of his songs __ from so long ago i had damn sure forgot all that, but rehersal for Judgment is at Jesus' motel soon, so i really gotta do some mental exercises and look for some sign of extraordinary mind for show-n-tell.
i changed that last one, i had to, like i suppose i had to make up 2 lines of a song walking into Walmart cause i suppose i wanted multiple witnesses to hear line 1 (BLAME IT ALL ON ME . . .), listen for the brief pause followed in short order by line 2 (i JUST CAN'T HELP MYSELF . . .), at which point i am Camus' goddamn stranger walking down Main Street to my/his execution if the citizens lining the way could/can stop at merely jumping yelling screaming slobbering in a frenzied blood-lust all caps until/if i/he makes his way to the back parking lot of the public library, where the city fathers built the gallows, thinking i would consider it quite kind of them to let my glad ending be so close to so many real good friends, forget that just about everybody else is glad for another reason. i Googled the quote and got:
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