I have really tried to admonish myself, this morning, from opining about the political atmosphere and its ramifications. I was recently bruised mentally by a friend of mind, a masonic brother, who is a progressive democrat. He basically said I was uninformed and unenlightened and that my Christian conservative views were asinine and unintelligible. He is entitled to his position and his point of view but I must inform him and other progressive democrats that I am entitled to my views and over half of our American citizenry will agree with me and support my traditional family values, tenets and precepts.
What is it that has gotten my ire up, what has ruffled my demeanor? It is the insanity of our current political environment. I would inform people that I do perform my due diligence and research that on that which I opine. People who know me, know who I am. They should re-frame from reading my blogs (which upsets t...
I would make the assumption that all my friends and acquaintances who are reading this blog post have an ample amount of common sense. I would like to expound on the principal optics of the present political theater.
I sincerely believe that every elected president of these United States wants what he deems is good for this country. Not one of them has set out to disrupt or destroy our country. They have immense egos, all of them, and they think they are doing what they deem necessary to protect and improve this country. This is a general opinion but never the less, a truism. Some presidents have been more successful than others.
We can argue issues all day long and most of these issues are party oriented. You are either democrat, republican or independent. You can also say you are liberal, progressive or conservative. It all comes down to your set of beliefs and tenants. The way you were raised, your occupation or job, the people you associ...
This morning I received my “Word for the Day” via my electronic device (My Phone). Would someone just smack me in the face so we can tie up in a brawl or free-for-all, I need to vent? I am in need of some relief, some sanity, because I am gripped by the seemingly incoherent babble of: Well-meaning Intolerance, Zealous Bigotry and Honest Ignorance. For the life of me I could not figure in what order to place those reprehensible titles of “resistentialism” which is, matter-of-factly, my new word for the day.
Resistentialism- Noun: The theory that inanimate objects demonstrate hostile behavior towards us. In layman’s terms, “don’t ever let a machine know you are in a hurry”. It’s also called “Catch 22” “If it can break down, it will, and at the worse possible moment”. Examples; your car won’t start and you are on your way to an important appointment. Your phone dies right in the middle of a conversation and you drop your call. Y...
I was doing my usual empirical reading of a scientific journal produced at last year’s meeting of the Royal Society. It was a discourse basically between science and faith, Darwinism and Symbiogenesis, God and evolutionary theory. I will not even attempt to explain the information because it was far above my pay grade but as always I do digest and retain tomes of disconnected information. Basically I understand it but I would be at a loss in attempting to convey in layman’s terms what I had read. A lot of genetic stuff: Modern Synthesis, Neo Darwinism, The Selfish Gene, Accept nothing on authority, Horizontal DNA transfer, hybridization, etc.
What grabbed my attention was a lot of simplistic assumptions. One scientist remarked or asked “When do you think Global Warming began? The resounding answer was: “At the end of the last Ice Age.” Yea! Duh! Whoopee! I am ecstatic with in ironical mirth. Dang me! I love it. Of...
“It is something only God alone can see”. These are the words of a Christian hymn we sang this morning in church. The name of the hymn is: “Hymn of Promise”, by Natalie Sleeth (1986). It is one of my favorite hymns due to its ease in singing and its laid back melody. It is just a simple poem put to music but its message is very delicate but surprisingly adept at conveying a universal message.
In the bulb there is a flower, in a seed, an apple tree;
In cocoons, a hidden promise: butter-flies will soon be free!
In the cold and snow of winter there’s a spring that waits to be,
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
There’s a song in every silence, seeking word and melody;
There’s a dawn in every darkness, bringing hope to you and me,
From the past will come the future; what it holds, a mystery?
Unrevealed until its season, something God alone can see.
In our end is our beginning; in our time, infinity;
I started to just write this post on Facebook but instead opted for my blog post, it’s easier to edit and correct things here. Facebook often thinks for you and changes words which makes you look somewhat ignorant. So, please be sure to edit your Facebook entries before you post them. Somewhere in this dialog I will come up with a title for this article.
I am at home and it’s Sunday afternoon and the weather is just right. Clear and cool, sunshine and about 65 degrees. I should be outside doing some menial task but I choose to extrapolate and opine instead.
My first thought is that I pray every single day, usually several times a day. Not always lengthy prayers but those you just “wing it with.” To pray unceasingly and be in an attitude of prayer or spiritual awareness. I pray mostly for wis...
Today is the 31st of December, 2018 and I am heralding in the new year of 2019 with a query. In church yesterday, the speaker gave his message and it was from Colossians, elaborating on Chapter 4, verse 2: “Continue in prayer, and watch in the same with thanksgiving.” Verse 5:”Walk in wisdom toward them that are without, redeeming the time.” Verse 6: “Let your speech be always with grace, seasoned with salt, that ye may know how ye ought to answer every man.” A good message and material for a resolution. I don’t make New Year’s resolutions because I am a failure at keeping them, such is the Law and man’s bent for sinning. I will summarize in my always and ever present satirical advice to all of you readers. To be thankful in all things and to pray unceasingly! This advice and my motto of “For God and Country, Duty and Honor” pretty much defines me.
I assume you are looking in askance at my title. Recently I was do...
Said Chicken Little! I suppose most people are familiar with this snippet of a childhood fable and its absurdity. The sky cannot fall which I suppose is an oxymoron in and of itself. I can hear the snide retorts of political correctness being echoed by those discomfiting literates. Yes! There is rain and snow and of course the sun sets in the glorious pastel hues, be it over West Texas or The Gulf of Mexico.
In short, Chicken Little was struck in the head by a falling acorn and thought the sky was falling. He then ran around whipping up the farmyard into a mass hysteria and then the unscrupulous Willy Fox, manipulated all of it to his advantage. I digress, which brings me to the point of this narrative. I acquired a new word, of which I wish to share, catastrophize.
Catastrophize: Verb, (kuh-tas-truh-fahyz), to talk about or emphasize an event or situatio...
Today is Veteran’s Day which was once called Armistice Day to commemorate the ending of World War I, “the war to end all wars” How naive were those fools back then, to think that mankind had the wisdom to stop the useless slaughter of the innocents. Just a short time later the world was again appeasing a tyrant.There was a call by Nevil Chamberlain for “peace at any cost” but millions of soldiers died in their endeavors to rid the world of cruel dictators like Hitler and Japan’s imperialism. It wasn’t just soldiers but women and children dying from bombs, famine and cruelty, in a malaise of apocalyptic torment.
I am reminded that war is just an extension of our politics. Different ideologies not being able to reach a compromise ensuing into an armed conflict to determine whose right. Each proclaiming God and right being on their side and the other side as the consummate evil. It happens far too often, such as in o...
2.)Prosopopoeial, Noun, (proh-soh-puh-pee-uh) Personification, as of inanimate things. A figure of speech in which an imaginary, absent, or deceased person is represented as speaking.
I received a new word today via my "Word-a-Day"app. The word tweaked my subliminal curiosity as new things so often do. I decided to explore the word along with another quizzical reflection(antlers) that I had been eschewing, but in actually, was too lazy to put it to ink.
The word is “prosopopoeial,” Quite unique isn’t it? It is a noun and is defined as a figure of speech in which an imaginary person is represented as speaking. It can also refer to an inanimate object or something representing or possessing a human form or personification. Sort of like sp...