New Year Freak

Here is a new years resolution for you.... stop being weird and despondent, real is real and bullshit is bullshit. If I am to be a man it will not be through online lament and seeking after ephemeral moments of transcendence in the words and ideas of others.

"All men are liars and fools" is a true statement and so is "everyman is good at heart". Morality amougnst men is normally an issue of loyalty, not transcendent values, higher strivings are limited to the sphere of connectedness God meted to us. Striving to peer into others spheres to gleam wisdom is only wise if it is wisdom which is sought. Tainted by vice I am incapable of gleaning anything of use from people outside "my people" and authors who write on issues larger than themselves.

Online persona's do not offer any insight into who we really are. No one knows why I write what I do now, they can only speculate using the capacities given by God, not barring the diminution of said God given faculites due to vice. Those with exceptional self control can train their minds to discern others with a certain amount of aptitude, but even this is limited to the depth of our life experience, the depth of the person to discern and million other factors ranging from nature, psychological, sociological, and theological foundations and presuppositions of both patries in the exchange.

Addages such as "All men are born free, but everywhere in chains" are true. True in so far as freedom is spiritual emancipation and not material. Our freedom is only in finding relative harmony in our limited sphere. My limited space and "my people" are deep. No plumbline can touch the depths and no knife can cut the sinews that connect us. What diminishes me is concern for a world that is to big for me. I might not be able to plant a garden, but I can grow a few crops with more care and concern. I am folding... I tried playing my hand in the world of online intrigue and found I can't even make the antySP?

Maybe someday some brave intrepider will come and see what it is to be a Native. Our humor, passion and religion are all beautiful. I think that I can understand all others if I can understand my own.There is no reconcilication or strength in unity. Unity is death while community in the most provincial and tribal sense is our only hope of life. We are a microcosm of the universe. With one word I can understand all words, with the same one word I can deconstruct the meaning of all life. It doesn't matter which word, or even how it is said. Life is chaos until we create order with the freedom God has given us, it is our mandate.