The Sky is Green

HnP239/12/18/2019

The Sky is Green

An interrogation technique is to repeat what you want to hear from the subject

over and over, and the subject through fatigue begins to believe

that what they know to be true is wrong; so much so

that even the subjects mental state begins to break down

to the point they actually believe a new reality.

I pondered whether I needed to say anymore about what is

happening in congress but…

They nailed Christ to a tree.

Do you really think they will treat President Trump any better?

They want him to be guilty and they think if they

just keep saying it, it will become true.

Or perhaps they believe they can hypnotize you

and make the sky green.

Oh yeah, and the CIA and FBI are holy institutions.

Why would you question the Pope?

Fact-less

HnP238/12/8/2019

Fact-less

There are no facts only interpretations – Nietzsche

There is no truth only opinions – Anarchists

The universe is finite and will come to an end – Heat death

All I know is everything you know is wrong

– Fire Sign Theater, circa 1966

What is truth? – Pontius Pilot

Existential Truth

They Killed Christ because of arrogance and jealousy.

Nietzsche was ill.

People will die to be free.

Jealousy is subjective and a personal problem beyond food, shelter and liberty. (This means if you have food, shelter and liberty the rest is your responsibility.)

If you don’t fix what is wrong with you, it is no one’s fault but yours.

You must be born and educated before you can be asked if you want to be. The education part could be blamed on your parents, but I think not.

The fight for sexual liberty is for children and fools. (This means on a scale of importance 1 to 10 it gets a minus 1 if you think it compares to hungry children.)

The king has no clothes… The universe is infinite, and the Big Bang is a mis observation.

Note: Sorry to make you wait. Perihelion Engineering, ‘The Universe in a Nutshell’ is in the works…

In the meantime, read ‘The Children of the Seven Hills’

It is existential proof of ‘God’ and how Hugh Hefner and the sexual revolution trashed our children and still does.

Get it here on Amazon

Many Regards TJ Ginn

Rendering Compassion

HnP237/12/7/2019

Here is an Aphorism from my collection

And afterward a point

Rendering Compassion

Rendering Compassion; perhaps distilling your care.

How do I know if my concern has been usurped, am I a fool and when do I discern?

Mine own heart is stopped at this consideration by the very charge that is presented before us. In the tempest of destruction, whom do you chose to save? I choose all who cry out, and I reach out to raise them up in want of my very soul for I assume they are of kindred kind and I so wanted to save them, and then they devoured me in deception.

How can one discern? How can one know? Know only your honesty to yourself.

The point…

Especially now with mistrust everywhere.

In the dark esoteric mind of some politicians hides…

They cheat because they know everyone cheats and…

If you don’t cheat, you’re a fool because everybody does it right…

Wrong!

Ending deception begins with you.

Woke Thanksgiving

HnP236/11/28/2019

Woke Thanksgiving

Hang-on to your Christian values.

Honor your Mother and Father.

The new times and seasons want to erase our beloved history

as if the freedoms they enjoy are not their heritage.

As if it is shameful, and all those people in the past were

xenophobic, homophobic racists and to share a tradition

with them is sacrilege.

We grow and learn from the past and honor each little step

that has made us better.

I suppose you need to cross the sea with King James at your back

as many of your beloved died sick on the journey. I suppose you

need to reach the shore and find a barren land that taunted your hunger.

And I suppose when you found a bounty of wild turkeys to

quell that hunger you might give thanks.

But it's not the heritage of the woke ones.

Their greatest suffering is... is...

Well, I guess I just could not see their suffering

as they pop down to the deli for a turkey sandwich.

Cuckoo Birds

HnP235/11/17/2019

Cuckoo Birds

When I was in my early twenties, and that is ages ago,

I would say to myself, ‘If I had only been born long ago when

land was free I wouldn’t have to pay so much.’

I was trying to save for a down payment on a house,

and things seemed so expensive.

I knew rich acquaintances in college and their parents

gave them a down payment.

It all seemed so unfair.

Fact is, if I lived in the time of the settlers when land was free,

I would have had to hewn down the trees while I fought off bears.

I would have had to scratch the earth in hope for a crop.

There was not a doctor if I got sick.

There was no convenient store to grab a beer.

It is all about the differential of having and not having.

Children need to feel history and not just read about it.

Unfortunately, most don’t even read about it.

They just want with.

The Irony is that you spend much of your life acquiring and

ultimately the house, now that the kids are grown, is a burden

you can't wait to get rid of.

What is the point?

The point is... freedom gives you the ability to make stuff.

Socialism, the equalizer, gives the cuckoo bird the right

to a house they refuse to build for themselves.

MEDICARE

HnP234/11/1/2019

No one who gets hurt on the job goes unaided.

No one who can't work because of a disability goes without aid,

it is call Medicaid.

No child with a disease goes without care.

No Hospital in the US can refuse an emergency.

That sounds like we already have Medicare for all, but

wait a minute...

Is perhaps your health your responsibility?

You cannot do bad things and expect good results.

No worries mate, they will fix you up, party hardy man.

I can drink and smoke and pig out, hell

life sucks, its not my fault.

So now lets subsidize bad behavior and

tax the rich guy, it's his fault anyway.

I hope you realize the sarcasm.

I believe in personal responsibility.

Savor the Day

HnP233/10/30/2019

Savor the Day

Here is a prose from my collection.

Every day is the same

Every day is the same to me and that is a good thing not bad.

It is just that I have to deal with it, this lovely labor.

Labor as in giving birth or as with a straining back early in the day, for a job you love and want done.

It is something I have to deal with this lovely labor.

Would that it should go away I would want to have it back; this labor, this lovely labor.

For you see I labor to understand why a woman as beautiful as you loves a man like me and I pray you will never stop, for surely, I will weep to have that labor back or die in vain.

From - 'Poetry and Prose - Aphorisms and Thoughts'

Available on Amazon