FEDIT POLITICS Thread

I don't even need him to have thought about race for this to be about race.
During crisis you don't have time to think.
You are already prepared for how you will act.
Every moment of your life prepares you.
So when it's time to act your programming kicks in. Your instinct.
We only call the evil thuggery we can obviously see as bad as "instinct".
Which is why blacks and browns and routinely seen as more instinctual people.
Like the noble savage meme of the past.
Whites are just as instinctual.
Because all of these instincts are created as we are babies and children and young adults interacting with our surroundings.

Yet ultimately while systemic racism exists worldwide and nobody wants to hear about how it started... It is not the worse evil in play.
The worse evil is the love of convenience.
Convenience being what appears as the most profitable and expedient thing.
Profits are what we love.
Progress is what we love.
We love our opinions and our truths and most of all our feelings. Fleeting as they are.
We love what money can do for us and we do anything we can to say we don't love money. Yet we love what money does for us.
How money can profit your life.
And THAT is the race of all evil.

A lot of the virtues programmed by the cult of society are anathema to weaving a true community.
Yet we love them.
We are told what to love.
And we love profit.
That is why I only respect protestors or activists who abandon their profit streams and only surf upon the waves of humanity.
With people as your only security.
Not your accounts.
Cuz all that can be taken in an instant.
And then you are nothing.

 

If all we see is enemies then all spades will look like swords with long handles.
Those who wish for blood let theirs and their families spill first.
Your mouth speaks of what overfills your heart.
That's the law.
Is that simple.
Vengeance is gods.
Not ours.
And guess who I believe should know better.

I have news for you.
This is not our age.
It's our children's age.
We are already past fighting age.
We can try, sure... But few of us can.
You know most older ones of us have zero faith.
Age kills faith.
You must put away the old man if you want to dream dreams again. Aka faith based solutions that bring about needed change that come directly from God inspiring your imagination.

What use is all that fire if you lose your soul?
God gave us golden shekels but we preferred the enemies silver dollar and we lose our minds.
That eagle on your bill is your God.
No time to fight anymore.
Not physically.
If you do then you just embolden the enemy.
Because you are not prepared to fight your true enemy.
Your enemy has its favorite tactic.
Divide and conquer.
Just like the evils of the past.
And if you fall for it and start attacking your left wing then we won't be flying anywhere with just a right wing. Except in circles like a buzzard at a funeral in church.
No.
Our team does not divide to conquer.
We can only conquer if we unite.
Which is the biggest fear of our true enemy.
So either your a tool and fall and divide yourself so you can fight the scarecrow set up to draw your aggro.
Or you can be a team player and fight the real enemy.

When the abomination of the eagle standard of nationalism gets erected in your temple it's only a matter of time before your mind starts sacrificing pigs for inspiration and you are left in desolation.
Pun intended.

 

Ask Jews
Search for what was tagged on buildings in Fairfax.
BLM is a big tent.
Many travellers from other groups.
Groups that do not have peace in mind.
They want regime change.
Not just in America.
And they use BLM as a human shield.
Where they are infecting the BLM people.
Who are learning from them.

 

I think there are bigger fish to fry.
Africa is a Chinese colony.
The people of africa hate it.
Manchurian Africans in the government love it.
The headline is that African leaders have urged the UN to create an Inquisition on US soil to end the historical terrorism against Africans shanghaied into slavery.
The UN is the control in waiting.
Their introduction fully can only come by attacking the US.
Unless they attack the US they have no credibility.
4 years ago they vowed to extract reparations and now they are working on create the tax collector army who are going to bring your feet to the fire so you pay for your blood guilt.
As long as we have governors issuing edicts from their mouths and calling it law we are inviting those that make their bull into fiat law.
In America a bull must first pass the smell test before it can become a law.
Not on California though.
We have an archbishop of this new world religion as governor.
And he would welcome this most holy of inquisitions as a godsend.

So yeah guys.
Save your adrenaline.
Save your outrage.
You gonna need it later.
And you don't want to be out of oil when it's time to turn on the old lamps.

 

Lol

 

You gotta have a little faith.

Dreams (not your mundane sleep dreams, but vision, and not your eyes but your mind, and not your intellect but your hope manifested as a dream sorta like the dream MLK dreamed) are fueled initially by your hope, then nursed continually by your faith and believe that God feeds his children.
But a child must have imagination.
The imagination of God can only be manifested in children.
But it's increasingly harder for men who have seen it all to see anything with a childs eye.
A child sees what is with his regular eyes.
But then he sees far and away more than the rest of us instantly as his eyes are still connected to his imagination in real time and life itself is but a dream to be shared at all times. Annoying the adults in the room who can't see the forest growing all around them.

But adults have received the imagination of God in the womb when their flesh eyes were still covered and their brains were still soft and only a quarter of the way built. But that quarter is your chamber of secrets and where your moist almond lives and thrives before you age and the gland becomes hard and dry as a rocky pit.

Dreams come from your imagination.
You know people with no imagination.
People that cant share in others dreams.
They are spiritually dead and have no part in this realm.
Unless they are reborn.
And as children can be obedient listeners.
With wide open ears.
So you may dream dreams and have supervision again.
Where your hopes go beyond dreams and are crystalized as a vision you can behold inain mind and share with others as literal as the sandwich in your hand.
But you can't cross that bridge without first stepping and standing tall on the promontory rock pier that is the basis of your faith.
If it was not you would drown in the ocean yoked to your heart of stone helping you sink and sleep with the fish for jumping off a short pier built of crumbling sandstone.

God feeds his children with hidden manna allowing for the germination of the mustard seeds worth of faith we have into rivers of saplings picking up roots and gushing down the streets until becoming a sea green thicket that is a tree of life.
The forest of burning bush that nobody can deny.
With water flowing upstream.
And new fish waiting in its boughs.
Waiting to be fished.
So that they may be fed.
And that they may go and feed the seven seas of rhye.
With the alpha linolenic acids and all the omega 3s your body needs to keep your walnut moist and full of grace.
To keep yourself alive.
While under pressure.
Because if your not a child your aren't living.
And if you aren't alive you aren't manning up.
But it's never too late.
Until it's too late.
And death becomes you.
If you don't sea like I sea.
Because it's a kind of magic.
The magic of the kind.
As the great melting cauldron we live in boils it all down so that there can only be one that lands high.
And he will ask.
Are you one if my kind?

But how you gonna sing along if you forgot the lyrics to the song of songs and all the digital copies are kin to burnt books?
You better have nero image cloner installed so that you may have all the disc images as readily accessible memory in your floppy drive before it hardens into a sealed garden full of statues of stone monuments of dead stargods from the rock ages that can no longer bleed their hearts out to moisten your own.
You better have those mp3s well burned in or you won't recognize the tune the saints be marching in on.

 

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