As Is The Feeling,
So Is The Result.

Purity Always Breathing Power

Everywhere you turn, you are looking at God, all God, nothing but God. Every time you listen, you hear God, all God, nothing but God. Everything you hear, feel, see, taste, and smell is God, all God, nothing but God.

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O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,
Leash’d in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire
Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all,
The flat unraised spirits that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object: can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France? or may we cram
Within this wooden O the very casques
That did affright the air at Agincourt?
O, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest in little place a million;
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces work.
Suppose within the girdle of these walls
Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:
Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i’ the receiving earth;
For ’tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
Carry them here and there; jumping o’er times,
Turning the accomplishment of many years
Into an hour-glass: for the which supply,
Admit me Chorus to this history;
Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.

William Shakespeare, Henry V, Act 1, Prologue

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Does relevance mean desirability on the right gig and cocktail circuits?

A culture needs only a handful of intellectuals, culture leaders, and at any given time has only a handful.

This murmuration of individuals self-identifying as intellectuals, culture leaders, cannot be intellectuals, culture leaders, because they are a murmuration. Intellectuals operate alone, often as recluses. And they pay their own way. They need neither gigs nor cocktail circuits to be relevant.

You know, you guys are missing the big picture, Stephen and fellow commenters. You are allowing your vision to be focused on incidentals: riots, killings, accusations, threats.

Look at the geography and what oligarchs call it. They call it regions, not nations or states or cities.

Ask yourself what they mean by that. Get somewhere intellectually, for God’s sake.

The Lord and all the universe revolving, generating current,
energy, physical, mental, and spiritual.

Paralysis (para lien) occurs when parts of something that belong together become detached from each other. Religion (re ligare) is reattaching together parts of something that belong together.

This P is morally paralyzed. He therefore cannot be a true P of anything, par excellence of religion and theology. He needs religion, to bind up his wounds, as Lincoln said of our nation an eternity ago.

Cancel culture is not a culture, so the phrase is meaningless. What is meant by the phrase is spiritual paralysis — paralysis of religion, culture, and morality.

A paralysis is an unbinding of things which belong together. Unbind consciousness from truth and you get spiritual paralysis. Paralyzed members twitch and jerk chaotically or not at all, the objective effect being a general falling down and apart. A paralyzed body cannot stand, cannot work, cannot sing.

Calling that condition a culture is cruel.

Stop calling it cancel culture. It is spiritual paralysis. It is the opposite of culture.

Sow for yourselves righteousness,
    reap the fruit of steadfast love;
    break up your fallow ground,
for it is the time to seek the Lord,
    that he may come and rain salvation upon you.
Hosea 10:12

Underneath the lies is their zeal for deploying McNamara’s Fallacy. The world is not entirely quantifiable. Disdain and dismissal of that non part throws the zealot unwarily into confusion and then opprobrium.

The whole USA system of education is experiencing spontaneous combustion on account of turning, quite deliberately, into a hive mind. Hiving makes heat and heat self-ignites if let to itself, which is what a hive mind demands: self-immolation. You want to eliminate the Ivy League and its poor cousins. Their hive minds are doing that to themselves, and K-12 schools with them. What is not to like? The news there is salutary.

Homeschoolers and others of proper intent and therefore genuine power will not try to fix the current system of education. They will build a fresh one. Already they have made a fine start of it. A visit to the eternal verities, now and then, is refreshing, invigorating, and much good, including much calm, comes therefrom through faith therein.

Globalists’ Communists’ vision of regions of the world rather than nations of the world, modeled by them as elimination of suburbs, forced hiving that discourages private movement, intellectual, spiritual, or physical, is their people-brutalizing and-eliminating schema seconded by their dealing psychotropic drugs and pumping sterility chemicals into food, vaccines (some, but which?), and birth prevention supply lines. Cui bono? They laughed at Brigadier General Jack Ripper. He had a point.

Angry, aggressive, self-righteous youth are evidence of malicious parenting, and in particular, non-loving motherhood.

Dude1394
If the dollars followed the kid you could have thousands and thousands of new schools created by previous teachers with as few as 5 students. All over America.

David R. Graham to Dude1394
Hooray! Believe it or not, Washington State adopted a cut-down version of this concept in the late 1980s, affecting late secondary-age students, and another version of it in the early 1990s, affecting K-12-age students. These were steps but not the full genius of what you propose here.

OK, let’s take all of that as fact, as I am sure the perps do. Next questions:

1- who specifically were the contractors and,

2- to whom, besides the obvious elected and appointed originating perps, did contractors funnel — on White House orders — the raw data; who was on the operations end of the data heist and putrefaction, the wielders of it at ground level AFTER it was heisted and massaged on White House orders and routed to them, the civilian combatant organizations trusted by the CIA/DOJ/FBI small group to use the weapon to effect?

My hunch: Durham and Co. find answers — which they have — to those questions too painful to their friends and relations to be entered in a report much less used for prosecution. Very famous, very monied, very old, and very prestigious NGO, Law, PR/Media, Banking, and PI firms, as well as so-called Education and Religion institutions, count among answers to both questions. Operating on their cancers would kill those patients.

Which leads me to suggest, Sundance, that if you want to help with this now, take what you have done as settled fact, put it behind you as finished work well done, and focus now on exposing those NGO, Law, etc. firms who were on the operations end of the battle, the field officers and their commanders. The families.

Obama/Brennan/etc. weaponized the data and had DOJ/FBI distro the weapons for wielding by other-than-government organizations. Fine work and thank you for it. That is now a known known. Leave it behind. Who wielded those weapons on the fields of open battle, and who were their officers on the ground, not their initiators back in D.C. whom you have decisively exposed.

You cannot do the prosecution Durham will not, but you can do the exposition he will not. I would do it if I could, but I am not equipped for the task, it saddens me to say. That huge field of old and famous operators below White House/CIA/DOJ/FBI direct control begs purification by exposure to sun, wind, water, and the detergent of proper conduct.

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Now entertain conjecture of a time
When creeping murmur and the poring dark
Fills the wide vessel of the universe.
From camp to camp through the foul womb of night
The hum of either army stilly sounds,
That the fixed sentinels almost receive
The secret whispers of each other’s watch:
Fire answers fire, and through their paly flames
Each battle sees the other’s umber’d face;
Steed threatens steed, in high and boastful neighs
Piercing the night’s dull ear, and from the tents
The armourers, accomplishing the knights,
With busy hammers closing rivets up,
Give dreadful note of preparation:
The country cocks do crow, the clocks do toll,
And the third hour of drowsy morning name.
Proud of their numbers and secure in soul,
The confident and over-lusty French
Do the low-rated English play at dice;
And chide the cripple tardy-gaited night
Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp
So tediously away. The poor condemned English,
Like sacrifices, by their watchful fires
Sit patiently and inly ruminate
The morning’s danger, and their gesture sad
Investing lank-lean; cheeks and war-worn coats
Presenteth them unto the gazing moon
So many horrid ghosts. O now, who will behold
The royal captain of this ruin’d band
Walking from watch to watch, from tent to tent,
Let him cry ‘Praise and glory on his head!’
For forth he goes and visits all his host.
Bids them good morrow with a modest smile
And calls them brothers, friends and countrymen.
Upon his royal face there is no note
How dread an army hath enrounded him;
Nor doth he dedicate one jot of colour
Unto the weary and all-watched night,
But freshly looks and over-bears attaint
With cheerful semblance and sweet majesty;
That every wretch, pining and pale before,
Beholding him, plucks comfort from his looks:
A largess universal like the sun
His liberal eye doth give to every one,
Thawing cold fear, that mean and gentle all,
Behold, as may unworthiness define,
A little touch of Harry in the night.
And so our scene must to the battle fly;
Where–O for pity!–we shall much disgrace
With four or five most vile and ragged foils,
Right ill-disposed in brawl ridiculous,
The name of Agincourt. Yet sit and see,
Minding true things by what their mockeries be.

William Shakespeare, Henry V, Act 4, Prologue

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Jane Russell

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Gloucester, ’tis true that we are in great danger;
The greater therefore should our courage be.
Good morrow, brother Bedford. God Almighty!
There is some soul of goodness in things evil,
Would men observingly distil it out.
For our bad neighbour makes us early stirrers,
Which is both healthful and good husbandry:
Besides, they are our outward consciences,
And preachers to us all, admonishing
That we should dress us fairly for our end.
Thus may we gather honey from the weed,
And make a moral of the devil himself.

William Shakespeare, King Harry, Henry V, Act 4, Scene 1

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Jane Russell

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