MEME THEME: Did I cover all, or most, of the ghastly bases?

September 24, 2023

 

While I’m still micro-focused on my son Colin’s Catastrophe, which occurred 39 days ago (see caringbridge for updates), every time I loosen focus to scan “the big apocalyptic picture” I realize that, given the plethora of urgent emergent gawd-awful situations, memes DO manage to snap confusion into clarity, at least briefly. But then, what’s real, what’s fake, whats disinfo, what’s misinfo? Who knows? But here goes:

I remember the day — when was it, a dozen years ago — when I suddenly grokked the extraordinary “value” of blackmail . . . to the evil ones. And yes, it’s time we just call them that, EVIL.

Note: EVIL = LIVE, spelled backwards. The usual inversion.

Blackmailed (and bribed) “experts” can be trusted to tell necessary lies . . .

 

Timed precisely . .  .

Meanwhile, the kids (and the rest of us) are being bombarded, with “climate change” and other drastic fear-mongering  propaganda, which leaves us confused, demoralized, and ultimately, as the evil ones intend, compliant.

Moreover, we’re continuously bombarded with nasty stuff, in processed “food,” flouride (and other poisons) in tap water, and of course . . .

I just heard that “the pope” is at it again, telling Europe that it is not being overrun by weaponized migration; i.e., that borders are not being erased, that cultures are not being fatally disturbed, that the top-down, centralized, totalitarian New World Order is not coming right up.

This meme is positively delicious!

Oh, and I almost forgot . . . WORLD WAR III!

Not to single out Germany . . .

The US is the world’s big bully: in all it’s 247 years, the U.S has been at war during all but 17 years.

YES.

 

 

 

 

 

Happy Equinox? PUT THOSE SCREENS DOWN!

September 23, 2023

Note: See yesterday’s post.

And while we’re at it, part of getting personally active is to let go of screens and return to our natural selves, our bodily selves, the the natural world. At least some of time!

Screens drive us “crazy,” in that they offer a constantly cascading overwhelm of so-called “perspectives” that entice us to “beLIEve” one way or another. “I’ve GOT to figure this out!” — we say to ourselves. Got to ground my awareness in something, some certain belief.

Oh? Please! That’s not how to ground. Take your shoes off. Stand barefoot on the good green earth. even better: lie down, roll around, smell the flowers, feel the breeze . . .

We think intellectual certainty will yield emotional and physical security. It does not. Just the search for certainty itself shoots us out of our bodies, so that we no longer feel at home in the natural world.

Plus, when we’re on screens, we’re not moving. Basically, we’re barely in our bodies, and sense them as encumbrances, objects which, when we do need to get somewhere else, we drag along, distracted by our screens which, typically, are still open, on our phones; or at worst, we’re limping along clutching our phones . . .

I see this every single morning on my (phone-less) walks with puppy Shadow. I’d say 9 out of 10 IU students are either on their phones, or carrying them, as they schlep to class. GROSS!

How many times have I posted this justly famous photo?

Speaking of which, here’s a great substack piece that resonates with the above.

Kathleen DeVanney: It’s simple, keep it complicated?