HurRay! Your "thoughts" can come out into the world! Your throat can make sounds! Joy for throat sounds! Your throat sounds can form words! Yea! You can say things! That makes everything you say true! That means that what you spew out of your lips must be spewed out of your lips! Throat sounds must be spewed out! Don't care about others' feelings! Throat sounds forever!
Showing posts with label care about others. Show all posts
Showing posts with label care about others. Show all posts
Thursday, June 13, 2024
Monday, April 1, 2024
It is so easy to care about garbage!
It is so easy to care about garbage! It is so easy to care about that! It is so easy to care about things that have no heavenly significance! Vain and vapid things - you can easily get people to care about those things. How many people will be willing to care about the things of eternity? How many people will be willing to be concerned about those things? Nobody! Nobody ever can care about those things.
Tuesday, January 23, 2024
A life truth
If you have a friend who has a daughter, you may never have any sort of association with that daughter ever, as that would be betraying your friend!
Monday, January 22, 2024
Thursday, November 30, 2023
b4 you decide that you want anything
b4 you decide that you want something, you should ask your own soul about whether it is right or wrong for you to want that thing. your life is not about yourself. your life is all about others. think about those others. think about the people who may disagree with you. think about their human rights. what about their human rights? what about their human dignity? what about their human rights? think about this. dare yourself to think about this. don't be selfish. don't force your demands on others. are you God? are you? How dare you demand to be worshipped? stop wanting to hurt others to satisfy your greed
Friday, July 14, 2023
Thursday, July 13, 2023
Ha! Ha! Ha! You're in pain!
The world says, "Ha! Ha! He-he! Hoo-hoo! You're crying! I caused you pain! I caused you grief! Let me la la la laugh, such laughter at your tears! Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Such laughter at your tears, your pain! I make you cry! See your tears! I cause you grief! Such joy at your torment!"
Stop it! Stop it! Stop it! For God's sake! For God's most high and holy sake! Care about others! Care about whether people cry! What if, in the sight of God, what if you found out that the people who you hurt are of more worth than you, you slime wad of refuse? What if you found that when you hurt others, that you deserve whatever pain you receive from them? Think about that! Think about it long and hard! Ask your own soul, "Can it ever be right for me to worship myself and hate all others?" Grow up! Care about others! Stop caring about yourself! Get over yourself and your greed!
Sunday, April 2, 2023
You can't just want what you want
You can't just want what you want! Think about others! You can't just need what you need! Think about others! Think about what they want. Think about what they want! Think about what they need! Grow up and care about others well being! My identity is not important! Your identity is not important. I am me! You are you! Why should it matter what we like to think about ourselves? Why should it matter what we think about truth?
Saturday, September 10, 2022
A Christian Tract for Modern Times
I know! This is a tract! I am sorry that I gave it to you! I am such a whiney baby, and I force my beliefs on others to ease my own inner torment of having to have them! I should tend to my own hurt, and realize the the world should not have to be as I would like it! You have your thoughts! I have mine! I should just leave you alone! You have your own hurts to deal with! I know that there are a lot of bad people who use their beliefs to hurt you, and I am sorry that those people are out there! I am so sorry that you are reading this tract! I am so sorry for having given it to you! We do not want to hurt you! We are not imperialists! We do not seek to enslave you to what we want! We believe that women are human! And we are sorry that we used that word women there! You saw it as hateful! You have every right in the world to grieve! I am sorry to be telling you my beliefs! This is so imperialistic! Please 🙏 throw this tract into the trash!
Wednesday, May 11, 2022
ETITION: Call on Biden to condemn violent pro-abortion rioters across America!
ETITION: Call on Biden to condemn violent pro-abortion rioters across America!
Wed, May 11 at 2:00 PM
Office of pro-life group Wisconsin Family Action, after being vandalized by pro-abortion rioters.
Dear Friend,
In the aftermath of the leak of the Supreme Court majority opinion draft overruling Roe v. Wade, lawless vandals backed by the abortion lobby and pro-abortion politicians have launched riots and violent attacks on pro-life entities across America, from pregnancy centers to churches, and even targeted Justices' homes.
This widespread, organized effort not only sets a dangerous standard for how groups and individuals may opt to stage demonstrations going forward, but begs the question of how the pro-abortion crowd would behave if and when the Supreme Court officially overturns Roe later this summer.
And, worst of all, the White House has largely turned a blind eye to these riots, with Joe Biden -- who at one time claimed to be personally opposed to abortion due to his Catholic faith -- now acting as the foremost advocate for unfettered abortion access in America.
Biden's irresponsible behavior must be addressed, and the White House needs to know that the American people demand better from their supposed "leader."
Please SIGN and SHARE this petition calling on Joe Biden to stop beating around the bush and finally issue a formal statement condemning the violent riots and attacks on pro-life institutions across our country in the wake of the leaked Supreme Court majority opinion draft overturning Roe v. Wade.
Over Mother's Day weekend, pro-abortion attacks broke out across America, with increasingly depraved activists targeting pregnancy centers, pro-life advocacy organizations, and churches with either disruptive demonstrations or, in some cases, vandalism and outright violence.
They even descended upon the homes of Supreme Court Justices like Samuel Alito, Brett Kavanaugh, and Chief Justice John Roberts, who appear poised to formally issue the final blow to Roe v. Wade in the coming weeks, after publishing a map with their private addresses.
Yet even so, Joe Biden, has been virtually silent on the matter, failing to effectively speak out against these riots and reassure the American people that those who seek to vandalize property and perpetrate violence will be held legally accountable for their actions by the Department of Justice.
Likewise, Biden must also be held accountable for his continued dereliction of duty at this crucial moment for our country.
SIGN THIS IMPORTANT PETITION NOW!
The rule of law must be upheld and applied equally, and that means calling out radical anti-life rioters and ensuring there are consequences for their violent outbursts and destruction of property across the country.
Please SIGN and SHARE this petition calling on Joe Biden to condemn these rioters, and direct the U.S. Department of Justice to take action that will hold them accountable for their actions under the law.
Thank you!
Michael J. DaPos & The LifeSite Advocacy Team
Click HERE to sign this important petition now!
Friday, March 6, 2020
Care about others!
Care about others. Don't put people into boxes! Don't say that this group does this or that! Keep in mind that all people are made by God! All are worth something! Stop with abstractions like humanity! Stop with abstractions like black, white, red, brown! Stop with abstractions like America! These are fictions! History is hurrying them!
Wednesday, March 4, 2020
mayflower compact
William Bradford et al.
Mayflower Compact (1620)
1
IN THE NAME OF GOD, AMEN. We, whose names are underwritten, the Loyal Subjects of our dread
Sovereign Lord King James, by the Grace of God, of Great Britain, France, and Ireland, King,
Defender of the Faith, &c. Having undertaken for the Glory of God, and Advancement of the
Christian Faith, and the Honour of our King and Country, a Voyage to plant the first Colony in the
northern Parts of Virginia; Do by these Presents, solemnly and mutually, in the Presence of God and
one another, covenant and combine ourselves together into a civil Body Politick, for our better
Ordering and Preservation, and Furtherance of the Ends aforesaid: And by Virtue hereof do enact,
constitute, and frame, such just and equal Laws, Ordinances, Acts, Constitutions, and Officers, from
time to time, as shall be thought most meet and convenient for the general Good of the Colony; unto
which we promise all due Submission and Obedience. IN WITNESS whereof we have hereunto
subscribed our names at Cape-Cod the eleventh of November, in the Reign of our Sovereign Lord
King James, of England, France, and Ireland, the eighteenth, and of Scotland the fifty-fourth, Anno
Domini; 1620.
Mr. John Carver,
Mr. William Bradford,
Mr Edward Winslow,
Mr. William Brewster.
Isaac Allerton,
Myles Standish,
John Alden,
John Turner,
Francis Eaton,
James Chilton,
John Craxton,
John Billington,
Joses Fletcher,
John Goodman,
Mr. Samuel Fuller,
Mr. Christopher Martin,
Mr. William Mullins,
Mr. William White,
Mr. Richard Warren,
John Howland,
Mr. Steven Hopkins,
Digery Priest,
Thomas Williams,
Gilbert Winslow,
Edmund Margesson,
Peter Brown,
Richard Britteridge
George Soule,
Edward Tilly,
John Tilly,
Francis Cooke,
Thomas Rogers,
Thomas Tinker,
John Ridgdale
Edward Fuller,
Richard Clark,
Richard Gardiner,
Mr. John Allerton,
Thomas English,
Edward Doten,
Edward Liester.
the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery from sorrows of young werther
AUGUST 18.
Must it ever be thus,—that the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery? The full and ardent sentiment which animated my heart with the love of nature, overwhelming me with a torrent of delight, and which brought all paradise before me, has now become an insupportable torment, a demon which perpetually pursues and harasses me. When in bygone days I gazed from these rocks upon yonder mountains across the river, and upon the green, flowery valley before me, and saw all nature budding and bursting around; the hills clothed from foot to peak with tall, thick forest trees; the valleys in all their varied windings, shaded with the loveliest woods; and the soft river gliding along amongst the lisping reeds, mirroring the beautiful clouds which the soft evening breeze wafted across the sky,—when I heard the groves about me melodious with the music of birds, and saw the million swarms of insects dancing in the last golden beams of the sun, whose setting rays awoke the humming beetles from their grassy beds, whilst the subdued tumult around directed my attention to the ground, and I there observed the arid rock compelled to yield nutriment to the dry moss, whilst the heath flourished upon the barren sands below me, all this displayed to me the inner warmth which animates all nature, and filled and glowed within my heart. I felt myself exalted by this overflowing fulness to the perception of the Godhead, and the glorious forms of an infinite universe became visible to my soul! Stupendous mountains encompassed me, abysses yawned at my feet, and cataracts fell headlong down before me; impetuous rivers rolled through the plain, and rocks and mountains resounded from afar. In the depths of the earth I saw innumerable powers in motion, and multiplying to infinity; whilst upon its surface, and beneath the heavens, there teemed ten thousand varieties of living creatures. Everything around is alive with an infinite number of forms; while mankind fly for security to their petty houses, from the shelter of which they rule in their imaginations over the wide-extended universe. Poor fool! in whose petty estimation all things are little. From the inaccessible mountains, across the desert which no mortal foot has trod, far as the confines of the unknown ocean, breathes the spirit of the eternal Creator; and every atom to which he has given existence finds favour in his sight. Ah, how often at that time has the flight of a bird, soaring above my head, inspired me with the desire of being transported to the shores of the immeasurable waters, there to quaff the pleasures of life from the foaming goblet of the Infinite, and to partake, if but for a moment even, with the confined powers of my soul, the beatitude of that Creator who accomplishes all things in himself, and through himself!
My dear friend, the bare recollection of those hours still consoles me. Even this effort to recall those ineffable sensations, and give them utterance, exalts my soul above itself, and makes me doubly feel the intensity of my present anguish.
It is as if a curtain had been drawn from before my eyes, and, instead of prospects of eternal life, the abyss of an ever open grave yawned before me. Can we say of anything that it exists when all passes away, when time, with the speed of a storm, carries all things onward,—and our transitory existence, hurried along by the torrent, is either swallowed up by the waves or dashed against the rocks? There is not a moment but preys upon you,—and upon all around you, not a moment in which you do not yourself become a destroyer. The most innocent walk deprives of life thousands of poor insects: one step destroys the fabric of the industrious ant, and converts a little world into chaos. No: it is not the great and rare calamities of the world, the floods which sweep away whole villages, the earthquakes which swallow up our towns, that affect me. My heart is wasted by the thought of that destructive power which lies concealed in every part of universal nature. Nature has formed nothing that does not consume itself, and every object near it: so that, surrounded by earth and air, and all the active powers, I wander on my way with aching heart; and the universe is to me a fearful monster, for ever devouring its own offspring.
Must it ever be thus,—that the source of our happiness must also be the fountain of our misery? The full and ardent sentiment which animated my heart with the love of nature, overwhelming me with a torrent of delight, and which brought all paradise before me, has now become an insupportable torment, a demon which perpetually pursues and harasses me. When in bygone days I gazed from these rocks upon yonder mountains across the river, and upon the green, flowery valley before me, and saw all nature budding and bursting around; the hills clothed from foot to peak with tall, thick forest trees; the valleys in all their varied windings, shaded with the loveliest woods; and the soft river gliding along amongst the lisping reeds, mirroring the beautiful clouds which the soft evening breeze wafted across the sky,—when I heard the groves about me melodious with the music of birds, and saw the million swarms of insects dancing in the last golden beams of the sun, whose setting rays awoke the humming beetles from their grassy beds, whilst the subdued tumult around directed my attention to the ground, and I there observed the arid rock compelled to yield nutriment to the dry moss, whilst the heath flourished upon the barren sands below me, all this displayed to me the inner warmth which animates all nature, and filled and glowed within my heart. I felt myself exalted by this overflowing fulness to the perception of the Godhead, and the glorious forms of an infinite universe became visible to my soul! Stupendous mountains encompassed me, abysses yawned at my feet, and cataracts fell headlong down before me; impetuous rivers rolled through the plain, and rocks and mountains resounded from afar. In the depths of the earth I saw innumerable powers in motion, and multiplying to infinity; whilst upon its surface, and beneath the heavens, there teemed ten thousand varieties of living creatures. Everything around is alive with an infinite number of forms; while mankind fly for security to their petty houses, from the shelter of which they rule in their imaginations over the wide-extended universe. Poor fool! in whose petty estimation all things are little. From the inaccessible mountains, across the desert which no mortal foot has trod, far as the confines of the unknown ocean, breathes the spirit of the eternal Creator; and every atom to which he has given existence finds favour in his sight. Ah, how often at that time has the flight of a bird, soaring above my head, inspired me with the desire of being transported to the shores of the immeasurable waters, there to quaff the pleasures of life from the foaming goblet of the Infinite, and to partake, if but for a moment even, with the confined powers of my soul, the beatitude of that Creator who accomplishes all things in himself, and through himself!
My dear friend, the bare recollection of those hours still consoles me. Even this effort to recall those ineffable sensations, and give them utterance, exalts my soul above itself, and makes me doubly feel the intensity of my present anguish.
It is as if a curtain had been drawn from before my eyes, and, instead of prospects of eternal life, the abyss of an ever open grave yawned before me. Can we say of anything that it exists when all passes away, when time, with the speed of a storm, carries all things onward,—and our transitory existence, hurried along by the torrent, is either swallowed up by the waves or dashed against the rocks? There is not a moment but preys upon you,—and upon all around you, not a moment in which you do not yourself become a destroyer. The most innocent walk deprives of life thousands of poor insects: one step destroys the fabric of the industrious ant, and converts a little world into chaos. No: it is not the great and rare calamities of the world, the floods which sweep away whole villages, the earthquakes which swallow up our towns, that affect me. My heart is wasted by the thought of that destructive power which lies concealed in every part of universal nature. Nature has formed nothing that does not consume itself, and every object near it: so that, surrounded by earth and air, and all the active powers, I wander on my way with aching heart; and the universe is to me a fearful monster, for ever devouring its own offspring.
Is everybody created equal?
Is everybody created equal? Yes, there are no master races, and there is nobody any better than anybody else. No, the rich keep getting richer and the poor keep getting poorer. what should we wish for? should we wish for parity? should we wish for socialism and upheaval? should we look to dialectical materialism? should we look to religion? who can help here? certainly adults and children are not equal. children seem to have more life, more joy, more inspiration than we do. Are males and females equal? what would that even mean? are they the same as each other? certainly not. are boys and girls the same? by no means! even a baby boy can be told apart from a girl, by character and looks. but what does equality mean? what can equality mean? trump, who is filthy rich got in power, and not merely by being President. what are we looking at here? what has happened to our country? so is everybody equal? who knows?
Saturday, February 22, 2020
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