Dragon Dream

Last night's weird dream:  So, I was back on my childhood farm.  There was a dragon outside the stable.  It was only about three feet long, powerful, dangerous, and malevolent. I pulled off it's wings, as a sadistic child might do to a fly, and let it go.  I entered the barn where family members were.  Before long, they were panicked and trying to evacuate/escape the coming wrath which was retaliatory against my actions.  I don't remember a lot more.  I got a sense of "what have you done" from them.

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AB See Ya Later!

I was watching ABC news this morning; my wife had it on watching for the Harry and Megan interview details; don't even get me started on that. I don't usually watch network TV, especially MSN garbage. They had a piece on there about anti-Asian violence being on the rise in America. This is not the first time I have seen this narrative pushed.

Isn't violence on the whole on the rise during the pandemic, or at least domestic violence and substance abuse, as well as a mental health crisis? Besides, correlation does not prove causation. If an Aisian is mugged for their wallet by a Black or a White, that doesn't make it a hate crime or racist. My gut tells me that this is PR Damage Control from the left to push the White Privilege narrative after a division was created in the recent past between Asian Americans and Black Americans, which is not helpful when going after whitey (can the majority even be bullied?). This division followed the observation that, among other things, Asians were over represented in gifted student classes while Black students were underrepresented (some of which were cancelled because of that); some on the left actually stated Asian the new White. i.e. there is Asian Privilege.

I understand, as few do, that the media is trying to sell stories, to sensationalize, to play on our fears. But, I am sick of the tribalism being pushed by the left, the segregation, the focus on our differences. We should be focusing on what we have in common, unity, racial harmony. There is one race, the human race. Yes, I believe in mosaic cultural preservation, but not tribalism and division, nor discrimination of any kind, for any reason, no matter how it is justified. I actually admire Chinese and Italian communities for their ability to both preserve and integrate their rich cultural differences, making out society a delightful and educational kaleidoscope of experiences and practices.

I long for racial harmony, for the finger to stop being pointed, and most of all for unity in spite of diversity, kindness. I want to live in a world where Dr. King's dream is realized, in which we no longer judge a person by the colour of their skin. This makes me a Colour Blind Racist. So be it.

I sent this to a good friend a while ago in a Facebook inbox:

 I've probable posted this here on my blog before.  But, I was thinking about it, so I decided to post it.

 

My Constitutional Framework: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+22%3A36-40&version=NIV Everything I believe must fit with this. 

How I view others: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans+14&version=GNT 

How I view Bible Rules: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=gal+5&version=GNT 

How I view other Christians: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1+Corinthians+12%3A12-31&version=GNT 

How I view other Christian Churches: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians+4%3A5&version=GNT 

How I view the Church: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalm+69:9&version=GNT 

How I view life: https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalms+90%3A10&version=GNT https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ecclesiastes+12&version=GNT

Woe to you who do not heed the warning of Patrick Henery.

 I was wondering, with all the censorship on social media, and with the retconning going on, will I be able to keep my blog.  It wasn't always PC.  But, it was raw, genuine, and honest.  Will it become a victim of the war on free speech?

P.S.  I'm in Facebook Jail as I write this.

I Wish I could come back full circle. And, the readings of the last few offices have spoken volumes to me.

As I prayed the offices of the last two offices in the BCP, I couldn't help thinking about the capitol city riots and COVID.

The readings of the last few days have given me lots to ponder. Last night's readings at https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalms+77%2C+Hosea+8%2C+Galatians+5%3A2-26&version=GNT and this morning's readings at https://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Psalms+79%2C+80%2C+Hosea+9%2C+Matthew+12%3A1-21&version=GNT spoke to me a great deal.

With everything that's going on in the world around us, it's easy to identify with the psalmist when he says in psalm 77 that he cries aloud and prays to God in time of trouble, stays up all night worrying, and desires mercy and compassion. He spends the rest of the psalm praising God for the most part. I get that.

The first reading, from Hosea spoke to me about the capitol city riots. Specifically, the verses that speak about enemies swooping down and those that claim to worship God abandoning what is good rang true. Just like with the ancient peoples worshiping Baal, people of modern times have picked their idols.

The good news is that, as St. Paul writes in Galatians, we are released from the law. Why would we again submit ourselves to it. Read, "Why would we insist that we have to do any works to try to earn salvation or any act to be Christian." When he writes that we are dead to sin, I used to read that we could no longer be found in sin if we wanted to be Christian; now, I read that we are dead to sin in that it holds no power over us when we slip and fall. Sin knows us not; to sin—if it were a person—we would be considered dead by it, disowned. We are free. When we err, we are no longer caught in it's wicked snare.

This morning's readings again spoke to me. The psalmist again asks for mercy for the great suffering in the world. We too are experiencing suffering. The prophet warns in the first reading that we are to experience great tribulations if we continue down the road on our diverging path from God and what is good. God is angry, or maybe it's just the prophet, and I wondered to myself, "When people lament today, 'Why does God allow such suffering to continue,' do they really invite the wrath of God to strike down all the wicked?"

Lastly, in Matthew, Jesus talks to us about how the spirit of the rules is more important than observing the letter of the rules.  Yes, we are not to work on the Sabbath, but we sometimes have to pull a sheep out of a hole.  And, helping another human being is more important than observing the rules.

Beast!

As I see things like the BORONA mirus and the tockbrowns that result, like politicians talking about the Fate Beset and the Unified Rations’ Amendas 2.1 and 20.30, like the end of pirate grownership of proper tea, like internment cmaps for political dissenters (public heatlh rikss), like the massive dbet our govermnents are taking on, and like forced vacations with an untested vacuum that are actually being considered by those in power, I fear for the free world.  I really do.  With the amount of censorship on social media and the internet, I don’t even feel free to speak my mind and express myself freely anymore.  It just gets removed.  Free thinkers will have to go underground soon, I predict.  We’re being manipulated with our own fear.  The rational side of me says, “wake up!  We’re losing our freedom!”  The paranoid little voice in the back of my head, by contrast, says it’s something much worse.  And, I really am starting to wonder if the Unified Rations is the Beast that the prophet John spoke of and the mirus and cilmtae crisis are the Great Whroe.  The vacuum may just be the Mark of the Beast.

 

I'm a...mask eatter...

I had a dream last night that I was at an event, stadium seating, and the people were not wearing masks, except for one small group of people several rows back.  I was up in front, eating face masts; conscious of the fact that they weren't meant to be eaten, they also did not taste good.  The closest thing I can relate this to would be to chewing on plastic straws or pen lids or something.  I was also trying not to let the people in the back see me eat the masts.  So, okay Jungians, what does this one mean?