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I was raised Christian (Pentecostal). One Sunday, when I was about 15 years old (in the year 1994 or 1995), I was in church with my mother, ...

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Belief and Faith

It was not through magic that the universe was formed, and it is not through magic that the righteous live eternal.

Our ancestors did not know what is true and what is a lie concerning the Living God - their unconscious slumber is a testimony of this. They did not know God nor did they believe God. Those people had many beliefs, and their faiths were founded on books and writings and sayings, and not on God's power. This faithlessness led to sin (bad deeds), and therefore, they perished.

It was a sad thing that happened to the early church. The faith of the church was initially founded on God's power through Christ's resurrection, but, for many reasons, they stopped seeking God and they put their faith in words and scriptures - even as the church does to this very day. Their scriptures are filled with a little right and a lot of wrong - and they based their faith on these things and not on the simplicity found in God. This faithlessness led to sin, and they perished.

My faith was not founded on Christ's resurrection (being so very long ago), but on God's power through other means. Christ said a single statement to me, and I understood him. I only had to walk to God's door and knock. God opened the door, gave me the key, and let me go in and out as often as I pleased.

For a man or woman to be acceptable to the Living God, they must be faithful - they must have a childlike faith. To define faith, I'll use the example of a baby - since true faith can be easily seen in babies who have no desire to be anything other than human beings. Babies trust the protecting arms of their mothers, they never ever question this. They never begin to doubt and ask themselves, "Will my mother toss me into a pit of fire?" This is the type of trust that God seeks in mankind. If it is not found, then they will go on toward the grave.

Israel was faithless, full of faithless people. They put their trust in writings and sayings and laws, never heeding the words of the prophets who told them to trust God and do good. So God rejected them, even as their own scriptures testify. No law has ever saved a man's life - salvation has only come through faith in God - believing and trusting God. This isn't to say that the law has no merit, it certainly does - especially if you find yourself constantly doing what you know is wrong (and no merit beyond that). But the faithful are not bound by the letter of the law because the Law of God is written within them, and their righteousness allows them liberty under God.

The church is also faithless, full of faithless people. This church is not what Christ worked for, nor is it what he gave up his life for. When I say, "gave up his life", I mean that at any time, he could have abandoned his work - he had the liberty to do so. But he chose to be a living testimony against the ignorance and bad deeds of mankind because he knew that God was going to save him from death and raise him back up. He trusted the arms of his Father. As a result, people found God through him and his salvation.

Faith in God is not a feeling - much like a child trusting the arms of his mother surpasses a simple feeling. Belief is feeling, true faith is not. Faith is trust, and the more a child sees his mother caring for him and protecting him, the more he trusts her saving hand; he will expect it from her and will not see it any other way.

Monday, July 11, 2016

Capitalism and Black Violence

The only way to end both cop-on-black crime and black-on-black crime is to put a complete end to capitalism. Capitalism (that dog-eat-dog/lion-eat-gazelle system) ensures that there will always be the impoverished poor among us (as they have their ideal rate of unemployment, enforcing slums in the midst of mansions). The poor, by default, will be the black folk in America - simply because when our ancestors came out of slavery, most of them walked out empty handed - perpetuating poverty generation after generation (due to lack of quality education, skill, and money - and not receiving enough help from the government that so graciously 'set us free').

The only answer is justice. Justice will end police brutality and it will end black crime. Justice can immediately come by spending a few less billion on violent wars and more on correcting the morale of people (through government-sponsored higher education and by providing money and well-kept/structured homes) and by fixing the infrastructures of other nations devastated by the violence and oppression caused by the US government (both present and past). Justice will only be long-lasting when we have democracy in the workplace, so that no one will acquire huge excesses of money (making millions of dollars each and every year). Such wealth is unnecessary and has damaged both the lives and minds of many black people in America.

To those in power: Make right what was made wrong so long ago! If you want to do good, get to the root of the problem. Stop throwing black men in jail to spare your fat wallet. Stop protecting wealth in the hands of the few - it is uncalled for and does far more harm than good. You will see this in a short while when you experience a debilitating crash and fall from which you cannot lift yourself. You will be hurled head-long, and there will be no one strong enough to help you back on your feet. Stop the bullshit and stop the lies. Tell the truth to yourselves.

Sunday, July 10, 2016

Killer Robots

When my ancestors came out of their dungeons, which was slavery, they were given the bad hand. Because of their brutal oppression, and lack of skill and education, they and their children were destined for many failures. Many problems among black Americans are both the result of perpetual oppression (in and out of the home) and the denial of immediate justice - redeeming justice - plain old ordinary justice - just to make right what was made wrong. Violence was the inevitable outcome for many young black men, as many of them were raised in oppression because their parents and their parent's parents were raised in oppression.

The recent killing in Dallas after the guy shot those cops resulted in the cops sending in a robot to blow the man up. They (not the military, but the police) used a drone to kill someone. This is extremely concerning, because if cops can justify using a robot to blow up that man whom they were afraid of, what then becomes their limitation in the future? It is not surprising that this occurred in this country, but it is concerning nonetheless.

I have no doubt that more robots of this type will be manufactured by the thousands soon enough - no doubt at all. They have already been approved by the justice system and are already taking the place of policemen in the streets, as we have seen in Dallas. Instead of figuring out ways to provide work, food, clean homes, and education to the oppressed people in this country, they develop new means of killing them when they get out of line (reacting to their enforced oppression). How fucking infuriating that they choose the violent cheaper options rather than the good and just options.

Perhaps there should be a drought in this place - shutting up the rain for 3 months - covering the entire eastern coast of the US.

I'll post this dream that I had on March 30, 2008. The dream was so profound and vivid that I had to write it down. It was given to me toward the end of the period that I actually received dreams from God. I considered it the distant future of America - but as I've seen in Dallas, Texas - it may not actually be so distant after all. Be mindful, I wrote the dream from my point of view, watching the events as they took place.

It was dusk, and many people were outside running around screaming - everyone was shot dead. The guns that shot those people were not held by other people, they were automated guns - and I immediately knew that those people were all out past curfew. The next day came, and all the bodies were gone. Dusk came again and the same thing happened with the people out past curfew and they too were shot dead. Some people figured out how to fool the guns by acting like they were shot dead, and were not targeted by the rounds coming from the guns. Those people would lie on the ground and some how get up later when it was dark.

(At this point, I'm now part of the dream) The next day, dusk came again and everyone was getting shot, so I laid on the ground with two women and a little girl. Somehow the feds caught on that people were doing this and were able to knock us all out (probably with an automated gas attack), so we all fell asleep. We woke up in a room that looked like an old small factory - I knew that the government caught us and I thought we were about to get beat. We were there with a few other men and women who were also caught. A federal officer came in, without a smile, and walked up to us with this container of white powder in his hand. He made us dip our right index fingers in the white powder - if the white powder stuck to our finger, it meant we were born in an elite crowd and didn't have to die for being out past curfew (I didn't fully understand this). It stuck to all of our fingers, however the little girl was first sprayed on the hand with this clear oily liquid so the officer could see what color it would change to - then after the liquid made no color change, her hand was dried and he dipped her finger in the powder and it stuck.

A new officer arrived and immediately began escorting us out of the facility, which was not guarded very well. I first went to use the bathroom, so when I came out, no one was around. I exited the building and saw one of the guys I was with walking around the corner, so I ran and attempted to follow him, however I lost him again. There was an old gate that surrounded the building - it had human sized hole in it that I figured everyone went through. Before I walked off of the facility grounds, I looked up to see if there were any 'warning messengers' from Yahweh, there were none, so I went through the gate and walked up the road. I came to an intersection where there were no street lights, I looked to my right and saw no one - then I looked to my left and saw that the people I was with were going inside of a house. So I ran up to the house, and the officer hit me in my side with a baton he was holding and asked me why I was late - I told him "I had to pee". So we all went in the house, walked up the stairs, and entered the living room of a very beautiful home. We were told that it was where we would be living from now on - and no one had a problem with this but me, because I knew that we had practically become slaves and there was no more democracy.

The officer began explaining to us many things about the house, such as how the house was intelligent and monitored everything we did. He told us that in normal homes, when you walk through any door, a sound is made if you were wearing clothes that were inappropriate. He then looked at me and told me that my clothes were not appropriate, so I asked him why the door had made no sound, he told me that the options in that house - because of our status - allowed for the system to be silenced. He then directed our attention to the television, and it showed me walking through the door, but I looked like a beast of sorts wearing my same clothes (I don't remember what I was wearing - but it was nothing out of the ordinary). I took the odd appearance to mean that I shouldn't be wearing those clothes because they were against the law.

Afterwards, the TV began to show everyone's possible future actions while in the house - some of the guys were gay, and they were having sex, the girls were partying and dancing, even people nude in the jacuzzi - everyone was having a great time in the house; but it didn't show me at all except when I had first walked through the door. So I asked the officer how the house could predict the future. He then turned the TV station to show me.

The TV showed the manufacturing of these super intelligent computers, but they were the size of a ball point pen. Those little rods were black and had a multi-colored word on them - the multi-colored word on the rod/supercomputer began with an 'A' (I don't remember what it was). The TV showed these things being manufactured by the millions, and it said that they are in every home and business to monitor everyone's actions, report illegal activity, and kill when necessary. The person on the TV talking about the rod said that it could even tell when someone was trying to disable it by showing a guy trying to break the rod by bending it, he was shocked by the rod and killed. Then it showed a child playing the rod, and the child was not harmed because the rod knew that the child was simply playing.

After I saw these things, I was so mind-numbingly furious that I went into a raging protest. I was so infuriated that I dared any gun to ever shoot at me. So I speedily walked past everyone, including the officer, went outside where it was almost pitch dark, and began to sing as loudly as I could so everyone in every nearby home could hear me. I sung something on the lines of "Yahweh will destroy those rods, each and every one of them. He will bring down these houses. He will bring this government to nothing, and the oppressed will be set free."

Then I woke up.

Friday, July 1, 2016

Too Much

There is too much unnecessary evil in the world - evil being simply defined as treating people in ways you would never want to be treated.

Kind acts in this world often come with a price tag. People often expect you to pay them back for their kindness in some form or another; this is the opposite of Godliness. They'll say, "Remember when I..." or "Don't forget that I..." as if kind deeds are less important than the costs they incur. I should expect this sort of thing as people suffer, offering up a thousand prayers to whichever 'one and true god' they pray to, while constantly sighing in their soul, "Woe is me!".

It is because of God that you suffer. It is because of the costs of your kindness that God has abandoned you and your children - children who learn this quasi-kindness from you. The only true sin is faithlessness. The children of faithlessness are carelessness, murder, abuse, quasi-kindness, violence, greed, reviling, thievery, sexual immorality (treating people like garbage because of how they look), idolatry (refusing to believe what you see someone doing - especially God, and believing something else altogether), and any other act you would never want someone to do to you. A faithful person overcomes these things, even with time.

A faithful person watches God and is transformed in the flesh. The faithful woman who was once deaf will hear God in the land of the living; the faithful man who was once blind will see God while still breathing in the flesh; the child who was once disfigured will stand structured before God as those around them watch their bones, eyes, and muscles grow, straighten and strengthen. The kind acts of the marvelous God are humbling to the faithful. What can you give to God as payment for God's kindness? You can only do what is good for the world; you can only be faithful; this is the only way to glorify God.

If God were hungry, would God tell you? If God were thirsty, would God command you to fetch water? If God needed worship, would God step out of the Garden to inform you? God has been taking care of God for longer than you or I could imagine - you are not required to handle God's business. And if you have insulted, struck or killed a man because you believe you are doing God some sort of favor, you are greatly mistaken - you have proven to yourself that what you worship is nothing more than an idol you constructed in your imagination. You have been faithless, and this has been too much for you, your children, and the world to bear.

A faithful person will seek goodness within themselves. They will desire to create changes within themselves to be more like the God that has been showering them with compassion and restfulness. If your hope is in a book, then you have stumbled across a sad thing. A book can be doubted and thrown in the trash, and if this can happen to your holy book, then what is your faith? A faith that can be easily tossed in the trash is a worthless thing, it is an abomination. It is for this reason that our ancestors endured awful tragedies and have perished, along with the beasts and other animals. The righteousness of God, the word of God made flesh - which are God's faithful people - do not perish. They have been given the promise, the promise of an abundant and everlasting life. In no manner does God require perfection from imperfection (imperfect flesh), but God does require goodness and for us to perpetually seek what is true.

A man who seeks what is true asks himself, "Why do so many millions of brown-skinned children go hungry?" Upon seeking, he will discover that there is more than enough food for everyone. He will then discover that greed and capitalism has conquered this world, turning our garden into a desert for impoverished children to fight, sometimes with violence and treachery, for the items they need to survive. He will discover that people are paid to work to the bone to provide food that is freely given to millions of livestock, but to gruesomely withhold it from millions of brown-skinned kids all because they have little or no money. The greedy then justify their actions by saying, "It's a dog eat dog world", never speaking the more obvious truth that it's a "lion eats gazelle world". The man who seeks, and has become faithful, will then say to himself, "It is not my job to figure out how to get rid of lions, or how to separate the lions from the gazelles, but to figure out ways to end the systems of oppression which create lions and gazelles so that all may live in relative peace and harmony."