Sunday, December 28, 2025

Vain Repetitions And Much Speaking (Day Of The Lord, Two.)

Take heed that ye do not your alms before men, to be seen of them: otherwise ye have no reward of your Father which is in heaven.

Therefore when thou does thine alms, do not sound a trumpet before thee, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.

But when thou does alms, let not thy left hand know what thy right hand doeth:

That thine alms may be in secret: and thy Father which sees in secret himself shall reward thee openly.

And when thou pray, thou shalt not be as the hypocrites are: for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men. Verily I say unto you, They have their reward.

But thou, when thou pray, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret; and thy Father which sees in secret shall reward thee openly.

But when ye pray, use not vain repetitions, as the heathen do: for they think that they shall be heard for their much speaking. ~Matthew 6:1-7

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Joe
: For the last time, I'm pretty sure what's killing the crops is this Brawndo stuff.

Secretary of State: But Brawndo's got what plants crave. It's got electrolytes.
Attorney General: "So wait a minute. What you're saying is that you want us to put water on the crops.
Joe: Yes.
Attorney General: Water. Like out the toilet?
Joe: Well, I mean, it doesn't have to be out of the toilet, but, yeah, that's the idea.
Secretary of State: But Brawndo's got what plants crave.
Attorney General: It's got electrolytes.
Joe: Okay, look. The plants aren't growing, so I'm pretty sure that the Brawndo's not working. Now, I'm no botanist, but I do know that if you put water on plants, they grow.
Secretary of Energy: Well, I've never seen no plants grow out of no toilet.
Secretary of State: Hey, that's good. You sure you ain't the smartest guy in the world?
Joe: Okay, look. You want to solve this problem. I want to get my pardon. So why don't we just try it, okay, and not worry about what plants crave?
Attorney General: Brawndo's got what plants crave.
Secretary of Energy: Yeah, it's got electrolytes.
Joe: What are electrolytes? Do you even know?
Secretary of State: It's what they use to make Brawndo.
~From the film Idiocracy.

Last night I saw this bullshit.

Apparently Trump wants to try to institute some "program" to try to get people to spend an hour a week praying.

First, praying to what

That kind of matters

You can pray to Charlie Kirk or Donald Trump all you want

You'll still go to Hell.

Second, that's Constitutionally wrong and not the government's job to tell people to pray or what to pray to per the First Amendment.

And literally the first thing that came into my mind when I read that was Bible verses about Vain Repetitions and people thinking they will be heard for their Much Speaking.

Note: I'm a Christian Agnostic, I'm not a Born-Again anything.

It's kind of sad that I believe in Christ and His Word more than These Fucking People and their followers do. Likewise, the US Constitution, etc.

And at the same time, Elon Musk and assorted idiots on Twitter apparently want to enact the plot of Idiocracy upon the world.

For these motherfuckers, religion is just an excuse to abuse children, enslave women, maintain undeserved control and sanctify their own assholery and perversions. 

I'm tired of this shit. You want to know why so many people currently regard the American Protestant Church as a House Of Devils?? 

That's Why!

And apparently these idiots on Twitter are just coming out and admitting to being pedophiles now. 

That's disgusting and I can remember when you could get beat up or shot for shit like that. 

You know, ancient history like *Checks Notes* up to about 2015 or so.

And it seems to me like all those memes and IRL signs saying shit like "Pedophiles will be handled by Smith And Wesson" disappeared overnight once Trump became a candidate.

It's also funny how since the Epstein files started trickling out all the Q-Anon shit apparently died a very quiet death and was buried in an unmarked grave.

Do words even have meaning to these fucking people anymore??

We've got to take the neighborhood back. We've got to go in there. Just forget telling your child to go to the Peace Corps. It's right around the corner. It's standing on the corner. It can't speak English. It doesn't want to speak English. I can't even talk the way these people talk. "Why you ain't where you is go." I don't know who these people are. And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk. Then I heard the father talk. This is all in the house. You used to talk a certain way on the corner and you got into the house and switched to English. Everybody knows it's important to speak English except these knuckleheads. You can't land a plane with "why you ain't…". You can't be a doctor with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth. There is no Bible that has that kind of language. Where did these people get the idea that they're moving ahead on this? Well, they know they're not, they're just hanging out in the same place, five or six generations sitting in the projects when you're just supposed to stay there long enough to get a job and move out. ~Bill Cosby, the "Pound Cake" speech.

Not a huge fan of Bill Cosby but he's right if you're talking about White people nowadays. I've given up trying to figure out or keep track of what the fuck is wrong with these people.

I can't even talk the way these people talk, anymore.

Neither can a hell of a lot of other people that I know, not even most of the conservatives I know.

Like I said yesterday, I haven't seen a MAGA hat in months.

These fucking people are losing the crowd.

And that's part of why it's gonna come down to a fight.

Truth is all most of us have to stand on to push back against Power.

Whether it's the Truth of the Lord's Word or the US Constitution, or both, or some other thing...what it is for you in particular matters less than that you stand on it.

Right now, they're trying to tell you to pray.

These idiots are already trying to roll out some kind of an AI Jesus.

Next year, or the year after that, they'll try to tell you to pray to Trump.

This bullshit is Antichrist. 

It's Babylon.

The "Babylon" of Revelation specifically.

You either believe in freedom or you don't.

And either you're willing to fight for it, or you're not.

This is American Revelation.

You have been warned.

I've been writing about this, using those exact words, using the same End Times eschatology I was taught as a member of the End Times Prophecy Movement, for seven years.

Time is coming where you're going to have to pick a side.

These assholes aren't going to give you the luxury of being Lukewarm. They'll keep going until everybody has either bowed down or fought back.

Because they're narcissists and as they see it, that way they get their narcissistic fuel either way.

And that's all they care about, their worship of the Self.

But that's how they go to Hell.

Pick a fucking side.

Pick the one your daughter won't be afraid of you for picking.

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Ye who turn judgment to wormwood, and leave off righteousness in the earth,

Seek him that maketh the seven stars and Orion, and turneth the shadow of death into the morning, and maketh the day dark with night: that calleth for the waters of the sea, and poureth them out upon the face of the earth: The Lord is his name:

That strengthens the spoiled against the strong, so that the spoiled shall come against the fortress.

They hate him that rebuketh in the gate, and they abhor him that speaketh uprightly.

Forasmuch therefore as your treading is upon the poor, and ye take from him burdens of wheat: ye have built houses of hewn stone, but ye shall not dwell in them; ye have planted pleasant vineyards, but ye shall not drink wine of them.

For I know your manifold transgressions and your mighty sins: they afflict the just, they take a bribe, and they turn aside the poor in the gate from their right.

Therefore the prudent shall keep silence in that time; for it is an evil time.

Seek good, and not evil, that ye may live: and so the Lord, the God of hosts, shall be with you, as ye have spoken.

Hate the evil, and love the good, and establish judgment in the gate: it may be that the Lord God of hosts will be gracious unto the remnant of Joseph.

Therefore the Lord, the God of hosts, the Lord, saith thus; Wailing shall be in all streets; and they shall say in all the highways, Alas! alas! and they shall call the husbandman to mourning, and such as are skillful of lamentation to wailing.

And in all vineyards shall be wailing: for I will pass through thee, saith the Lord.

Woe unto you that desire the day of the Lord! to what end is it for you? the day of the Lord is darkness, and not light. 
As if a man did flee from a lion, and a bear met him; or went into the house, and leaned his hand on the wall, and a serpent bit him.

Shall not the day of the Lord be darkness, and not light? even very dark, and no brightness in it?

I hate, I despise your feast days, and I will not smell in your solemn assemblies.

Though ye offer me burnt offerings and your meat offerings, I will not accept them: neither will I regard the peace offerings of your fat beasts.

Take thou away from me the noise of thy songs; for I will not hear the melody of thy viols.

But let judgment run down as waters, and righteousness as a mighty stream.

Have ye offered unto me sacrifices and offerings in the wilderness forty years, O house of Israel?

But ye have borne the tabernacle of your Moloch and Chiun your images, the star of your god, which ye made to yourselves. ~Amos 5:7-26



Cassian Andor: Kino. Tell them what to do. It has to be you. Come on, Kino. You do this every day. Tell them what to do.

Kino Loy: [presses PA systemMy name is Kino Loy. I'm the day shift manager on Level Five. I'm speaking to you from the command center on Level Eight. We are, at this moment, in control of the facility.


Andor: Is that the best you got?

Loy: How long we hang on, how far we get, how many of us make it out, all of that is now up to us. We have deactivated every floor in the facility. All floors are cold. Wherever you are right now, get up, stop the work. Get out of your cells, take charge and start climbing. They don't have enough guards and they know it. If we wait until they figure that out, it'll be too late. We will never have a better chance than this and [looks at Cassian, knowing he said it"I would rather die trying to take them down than giving them what they want." We know they fried a hundred men on Level Two. We know that they are making up our sentences as we go along. We know that no one outside here knows what's happening. And now we know, that when they say we are being released, we are being transferred to some other prison to go and die, and that ends today! There is one way out. Right now, the building is ours. You need to run, climb, kill! You need to help each other. You see someone who's confused, someone who is lost, you get them moving and you keep them moving until we put this place behind us. There are 5,000 of us. If we can fight half as hard as we've been working, we will be home in no time. One way out!

[repeats it multiple times as he leaves the command center]

Andor: Come on! Let's get out of here!

~From the series "Andor" S1 E10 "One Way Out."



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