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Wednesday 3 November 2021

In God We Trust

Yes, but which one?

I guarantee you that most people reading here do not really think about what they would do with a sudden large sum of money - not really.

What they are doing is mulling over how to solve the next immediate problem.

Gad Saad posted a YT video last week in which he was basically 'half-time coaching' people into 'releasing the honey badger within themselves.'

'In God We Trust.'
Says it right there.

He was pitching off another video that has been doing the rounds, in which this honey badger narrowly escapes death by constriction by a python, and then, half-dead himself, he turns around and says (and you can see the 'attitude' on the animal!) 'right, I'm going to kill you now!'

And he does, indeed, kill the python and, while dragging it away, he is beset upon by two jackals.

And so he has to massacre them too. Which he does.

If I posted here, right now, where we are financially, everyone would 'up stumps' as they say, and turn their heads to what to spend the money on.

And, if I posted the rules and techniques, data structures and methods and even the 'sources of motivation' for how it was done - or, as I have earlier indicated, being done (it is not yet complete by any means although it is certain now) - people would just plain outright deny that any of it is really the 'truth,' and the way actually used.

Still.

You could a lot worse than watch that old classic movie 'The Battle of the River Plate' and apply some up-dated outward imagery but retain the basic points.

Who is at the table?

Imagine that you are in the Sith War Council, or the Jedi Supreme Council or whatever...

Who are you looking at, that gives you the feeling, the inner motivation and the spirit to press on and to prevail? Who is sitting at the table?

Who is giving you that crucial sense of confidence that you will succeed.

As Tao says 'it's two minutes to go, you are a million miles into your back line, half the team injured or on their backs, and points down with the opposition guys barreling into you...'

Listen.

You cannot keep praying to a 'retired god.'

You need to find the performing one. The one who is on your side and who can deliver the ball and open the way forward for you to carry the ball and send it sailing over the cross bar - or simply take over the line in person yourself.

But if you don't even believe in a god, you should not be on the field. That's why there are 'gods of the game.' Because there are!

Ice and snow will cover the not quite
as yet dead cities... 

If you are an atheist you should not be on this field. This is a battle field of absolute utter all-out war and the winner not only takes all, he is going to turn around and 'do some slaughter' of his own and yeah, not many are going to like it at that point but at that point, there will be no looking back and there certainly will not be any 'mercy' either.

The time for all of that is gone.

We did that already. And where did it get us.

When you walk out and around the place today, you will see things through the lenses of your mind, and not of your actual physical eyes...

It's true, isn't it? If you don't feel confident about the future, then everything you look at is bad.

With a sudden hundred thou in your pocket, all of a sudden the dead city, the dystopian city - is your own private utopia.

So why then are you pretending that there is no god and he/she/it/they are not, and/or cannot, help you? 

They're right there in your head, in your 'council of captains.' Trouble is you probably shot half of them and invited the wrong other ones in and they have been drinking all of your rum.

'When I come where will be the faith?'

That's the saying, isn't it? I mean hey - who shot god? Was not me.

No lamps on, no oil left. Is that the position?



2 comments:

  1. What you would do is, you would buy your childhood home and also a copy of "Poetics of Space" by Gaston Bachelard. Then you would go in there and renovate the place carefully.

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    1. And a hundred thou won't cut it. by the way. new windows? 30 thou. paint and roof? that's another fideen right down the tubes. removal of toxic lead and asbestos? oh 20 thou for complete demo and removal of asbestos. replace old dangerous electrical wiring? oh yah, another 20 thou.

      fuck.

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