And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy.
And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority.
And I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast.
And they worshipped the dragon which gave power unto the beast: and they worshipped the beast, saying, Who is like unto the beast? who is able to make war with him?
And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months.
And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven.
And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.
And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world.
If any man have an ear, let him hear.
He that leads into captivity shall go into captivity: he that kills with the sword must be killed with the sword. Here is the patience and the faith of the saints.
And he exercises all the power of the first beast before him, and causes the earth and them which dwell therein to worship the first beast, whose deadly wound was healed.
And he doeth great wonders, so that he makes fire come down from heaven on the earth in the sight of men,
And deceive them that dwell on the earth by the means of those miracles which he had power to do in the sight of the beast; saying to them that dwell on the earth, that they should make an image to the beast, which had the wound by a sword, and did live.
And he had power to give life unto the image of the beast, that the image of the beast should both speak, and cause that as many as would not worship the image of the beast should be killed.
And he caused all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads:
And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.
Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six. ~Revelation 13, King James Bible.
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When men stop believing in God, it isn't that they then believe in nothing: they believe in everything. ~Umberto Eco
I saw this last night.
Turns out in the last few days, the Ukrainians took out several Russian data centers, which appears to have eliminated a lot of the Russian bots and Trolls that usually infest the Internet. Kind of puts a new spin on all these tech bros wanting to build so many of the damn things here if taking out just a few overseas cleans things up that much, eh??
I was an End Times prophecy guy. It all feels very Revelation 13 to me.
So yeah, if you're going around getting your talking points from this shit, or using a bunch of AI, don't try to tell me how much of a "Believer" you are. Your bigotry and religiosity has delivered you straight into the camp of Antichrist and you're not even going to care until you find yourself lined up on Christ's left side.
Because the Hate is more important to you.
I said what I said. I Have Spoken.
You don't like it? That's a YOU problem.
And I'll note, with the Clankers gone there's still a lot of the genuine idiots left, but there's not nearly as many of them as there is of the rest of us.
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.Funny that apparently Facebook and Twitter and shit could have apparently done something about this bullshit this whole time, but didn't. These fucking people are trying to manufacture Idiocracy, although one that's far more malevolent than the one in the movie.
And for no better reason than to keep Power in the hands of a few old Republican fossils who have no business still even working, much less being in government or wielding political power. People like Chuck Grassley or Mitch McConnell existing tells me we need term limits for everything. Most of these old Boomer Republican shit-bags should have stepped aside 30 years ago and let people like (for example) my generation step up.
Nameless One: “Shadow of this life?”
There ain't no fucking reason somebody who's gonna be 101 years old at the end of their term even needs to still be in office. I don't give a fuck.
I mean, among other things I don't even feel like I need to live that long, I don't care about the money.
These fucking people seem to desire, and exist, only to hold up progress for the rest of us, mostly out of a rabid, pants-shitting fear that a Black person might get some of it. I'm tired of this crap, I don't give a damn, and I can honestly say I've never hated anybody (let alone a group of people) that much.
Although lately Republicans are sorely testing that conviction and I say that as a former Republican.
And since they won't step aside voluntarily, we need to start making laws about it.
All the senior leadership in this country is either old and outdated or so fucking fascist and reactionary that they can't even talk to regular people. IF they haven't found some kind of way to be both at the same time!The Holy Quran says it, "Pilgrimage to the House [of God built by the prophet Abraham] is a duty men owe to God; those who are able, make the journey." (3:97) Allah said: "And proclaim the pilgrimage among men; they will come to you on foot and upon each lean camel, they will come from every deep ravine" (22:27). Every one of the thousands at the airport, about to leave for Jeddah, was dressed this way. You could be a king or a peasant and no one would know. Some powerful personages, who were discreetly pointed out to me, had on the same thing I had on. Once thus dressed, we all had begun intermittently calling out "Labbayka! (Allahumma) Labbayka!" (Here I come, O Lord!) Packed in the plane were white, black, brown, red, and yellow people, blue eyes and blond hair, and my kinky red hair -- all together, brothers! All honoring the same God, all in turn giving equal honor to each other. . . .That is when I first began to reappraise the "white man." It was when I first began to perceive that "white man," as commonly used, means complexion only secondarily; primarily it described attitudes and actions. In America, "white man" meant specific attitudes and actions toward the black man, and toward all other non-white men. But in the Muslim world, I had seen that men with white complexions were more genuinely brotherly than anyone else had ever been. That morning was the start of a radical alteration in my whole outlook about "white" men. ~Malcolm X.
Worse, it's looking more and more like they're headed for a political wipeout for the ages, and the only thing they seem to be capable of doing is shrugging and saying "Well, everybody's gotta die sometime."
Bro if that's how you look at life, if you have no interest in making anything better and just want to take up space until you die, while creating negative units of work that somebody else will then later have to clean up, why are you even in government??
"I will not trash talk. I will not be a divider in chief or an agitator in chief. I won't be out there blowharding, talking a big game without backing it up. I think the next president needs to be a lot quieter but send a signal that we're prepared to act in the national security interests of this country — to get back in the business of creating a more peaceful world."
[Silence, someone's iPhone rings, the ringtone "It's Raining Men." The man, a middle-aged Republican in a suit, silences his phone. Sheepish Silence.]
"Please clap."
~Jeb! Bush, February 2nd, 2016
And mind you, the next generation of alleged "Conservatives" is so far from anything I'd recognize as Republican that I don't even have words for it. At least Chuck Grassley looks the part.Way too many of these motherfuckers like this guy I ended up getting pulled into the ratio on Threads for basically look like they're just using a bunch of fake religious and right-wing talk and maybe a bodybuilding bit to build up engagement for their Grindr profiles.
I'm pretty sure if you look at things in a cultural, historical and technological sense...Jesus was a working man in his day. A carpenter, which in ancient Israel meant working with stone as much as or more than wood. He would have been a physically powerful man and He didn't act like this!
I can't stress this enough, people are TIRED of this crap. I see it every day.
You either believe in freedom or you don't. You're either willing to fight against those who would take it away from you, or you're not.
The Revolution Will Be Livestreamed.
hiding inside the black granite.
I said I wouldn't
dammit: No tears.
I'm stone. I'm flesh.
My clouded reflection eyes me
like a bird of prey, the profile of night slanted against morning.
I turn that way—I'm inside
the Vietnam Veterans Memorial
again, depending on the light
to make a difference.
I go down the 58,022 names,
half-expecting to find
my own in letters like smoke.
Names shimmer on a woman's blouse
but when she walks away
the names stay on the wall.
Brushstrokes flash, a red bird's
wings cutting across my stare.
The sky. A plane in the sky.
A white vet's image floats
closer to me, then his pale eyes
look through mine. I'm a window.
He's lost his right arm
inside the stone. In the black mirror
a woman’s trying to erase names:
No, she's brushing a boy's hair.
Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it on to our children in the bloodstream. The only way they can inherit the freedom we have known is if we fight for it, protect it, defend it, and then hand it to them with the well fought lessons of how they in their lifetime must do the same. And if you and I don't do this, then you and I may well spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it once was like in America when men were free. ~Ronald Reagan

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