Clean of Itself

Literature is propaganda when its writer is trying to indoctrinate you. Art is pornography when it is rendered to sexually arouse you.

What if the writer is telling you the truth? What is the real harm of a sexual fantasy?

Propaganda is not always a lie. Fantasy is imagination, not reality. There is nothing innately wrong about sexy propaganda. On the contrary: If it inspires me, I shall have more ideas and energy to write and render my own work.

The unimaginative believe in thought crime. They confuse feelings with intent. They expect everyone to be mindless and numb. Well, everyone else. These people are typically hypocrites. Their sanctimony is to keep a secret.

I am inspired by the art and fiction of liars and perverts. I am not corrupted because I am neither a liar nor a pervert. I am simply energized by the passion they charged their product with. Their art and fiction are like batteries I can use to power my own art and fiction.

Do not fret enjoying what you know was made by nasty people. Quality counts, even when by the hands of the wicked. If you are sincere, only good shall come of it.

My Insightful Ignorance

I have no way of knowing much. I can only assume things are true more often than not. I make the effort to be honest in what I see and hear, however. I try not to spin things to my favor or to my shame.

God is real. Jesus is God. Jesus rose from the dead. He holds the keys to hell and death, as in no one can die or be damned without his authorization. The Shroud of Turin is real. The Prince of Peace by Akiane Kramarik is a portrait of what Jesus actually looks like.

It is irrelevant whether anyone agrees with me or not. They are not me. They do not hold their thoughts to the same standard, not even close. They learn rather than think, more often than not, and are indoctrinated accordingly. When they demand “evidence” they mean an “authorized” opinion. Your argument is supposed to be echoes of “credentialed” strangers.

Judging myself is the hardest thing to do. I must be willing to dislike or appreciate what I see, and honestly. I have judged myself. I shall not be judged.

I am sincere. I am compassionate. I am diligent. I am friendly. I generally distrust people but the world has proven me right. You shall never hear me say “I hate people” because I do not. I bother to notice when someone does something good, and I appreciate the goodness. I praise it. I do not admire strength or intellect. I am not contemptuous of weakness or ignorance. The best to me is the best one can do, not what is expected of them.

There is nothing I dislike about myself. I am naïve. I am confounded by some of the simplest things, especially regulations and technology. I am passionate about freedom and justice and may go to extremes to assure them. I am capable of cruelty. I can kill… and for reasons most people would consider unreasonable.

I am imaginative and creative. These are two things not of my spirit. They are of my nature. My humanity is sanctified by the Spirit, however. My imagination and creativity are sacred accordingly. They are expressions of my sincerity, compassion, diligence, friendliness and distrust. They are parables as art and fiction.

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The Divine Novel

Our reality is a fiction. It is real but as something imagined and created. The characters are alive and make their own decisions but within the plot of a story. The fiction is already written. It is currently being proof-read. Our moment in time is the page the reader is on.

I write fiction. I imagine and create. I have a basis of comparison for understanding what God is doing and why. He wants us to understand. He gave us the ability to figure it out.

People ask, “Why does God allow evil in the world?” and “Why does God allow the innocent to suffer?” and as a storyteller, I can answer the question.

The heroes are heroic because of the villains. The villainy is an evil that must be stopped or avenged. The innocent suffer or there is no point to the story. If there is no wrong to right then the action is meaningless. The bad is good in context.

Our favorite stories are scary or adventurous… or both. We enjoy comedy and romance but even these are especially interesting if in a context that is scary or adventurous… or both.

God allows evil in the world because it makes the story interesting. He allows suffering because it makes the villains especially villainous. Our reality ends with the triumph of good against evil. The victory is earned, not granted.

Sickly Souls

Evil is spiritual disease. Physical diseases came of it. The world was contaminated by sin and has been sickly since.

Original sin is congenital evil. It is your natural tendency to be lazy and cruel. If you live by your nature, the dust settles and the water grows stagnate. You die.

Jesus was born without original sin, as was Adam, our ancestor. Jesus was tempted, as was Adam. Jesus chose goodness, however, so developed an immunity. Adam chose sin, so became sick and died.

The blood is the life of the body. Jesus and Adam are of the same blood, quite literally. There is only one difference... and it makes all the difference. Adam contaminated his by sinning. Jesus did not. By shedding his blood, Jesus offered a cure.

Sin is not always contagious… but it is always unhealthy. It weakens the sinner.

A contagious evil is a plague that spreads across the world. It starts with individuals and ruins their personal relationships. It becomes societal. Entire cultures die out because of it. The world is dying because of it. The End is Nigh, indeed.

Choose Your Destiny

Everyone has a sense of good and evil. Even those who disbelieve in such distinctions act as if they actually do. They simply favor evil and refuse to admit it, even to themselves. They fear goodness, hoping there is a way to escape the consequences of acting against it.

People think to control what is good or evil by making the rules. Morality is replaced with honor, ethics and laws. Good and evil are supposed to be order and chaos or right and wrong instead.

Our sense of good and evil is not because of the rules, no matter the form the rules take. Our notions vary but not the reality. The certainty is when we are alone.

Darkness and silence is the moment of truth. Are you at peace… or restless?

I am blamed by the guilty and hated by the unfriendly. I am cursed for my blessings and condemned for my innocence.

In the darkness I am at peace. I bask in the silence. All are friendly for there is only me. All is good because it is only me. I am satisfied.

Heaven and earth languish. The inhabitants yearn and struggle. All of Creation groans. For all its cheap thrills and instant gratifications, there is never satisfaction. All is consumed and nothing comes of it. What little fruit is born is poisonous. What good deeds are done are like filthy rags.

You can burn hospitals and orphanages to the ground, with everyone in them. You can rape and murder children, even skin them alive. There is only one sin never to be forgiven, just one. According to the Truth himself, it is the worst of all others.

Why?

To blaspheme the Holy Spirit is to curse goodness itself. A man speaks from the abundance of his heart. If he speaks against goodness, he is not merely making a mistake. His sin is not because of confusion or desperation or a moment of passion. He is evil at heart.