One of my favorite means of memory-ing, is by way of music. Hearing music from my past takes me back into those days, those circumstances, those feelings. Music is number two in my life, right after God, and just before country. As a musician, and an avid listener, I mark my time in life with continual new bits of awesomeness music.
Doing this also gives me a time perspective, from which I see all of our eventual demise. Its not a sad thing; it gives value to each and every day. One thing my life does not suffer from is boredom. This is one reason why.
Looking back at who I was, what I cared about, and what ever became of me and those cares, I account for myself, my life, and its meaning. It tallies up to loyalty to myself, my sincerity, my nature to care and suffer for it. I like who I’ve been, and am glad I’m no other way.
Life isn’t permanent, but iterative. Each of us are an instance of life, short and fragile. Precious in being so. Strong in living with ever pending demise. Ignoring this, pretending it isn’t so is our failure to life, and our hurting others too, in trying to deny this ever pressing reality. Fear of death is fear of life.
Death is suffered by the living.
So why live at all?
This question is the ultimate question of value itself. The first value of the first principle of Freedom, Value. Life itself, the basis of all values. What difference does anything make? Nihilism’s challenge. First, nihilism fails on the presupposition that it has an understanding of life. It does not. We do not. So how can the idea of nihilism itself garner any cognitive respect? It cannot. It proceeds on the emotional delusion of “knowledge,” not experience and understanding. Nihilism is bullshit. Permanence isn’t requisite to value. Scarcity is. Duh?
Nihilism could just as easily be applied to immortality. How about that? The very postulation of nihilism defeats itself.
Second, the event of life is real, and its value resides in two places, primarily: our own experience of it, and God’s experience of it. Who ever, what ever God happens to be. We are created beings, thus meant to be. Each and every day of our being a living part of God’s creation is a gift, irrefutably, eternally. We did not exist prior to being here, and if we do not exist after, so what? We ARE here now.
And that’s what we’ve got.
That I might be a fond memory to God, its bonus while I’m here to think about it. Who ever, what ever God happens to be. (It doesn’t matter.)
The bad people.
Here though, is where it goes wrong. We have an instinctual, nature fear of death. This is a value, a good value, not wanting to die. But when that fear drives an insanity, chaos ensues, and human history plays out, again and again, as each generation tries to be immortal. When people think of themselves as permanent, not iterative.
Pushing this further, the bad people use our fear of death as a means of coercing (thieving) us into servitude to their machinations, their insane attempts to be not-mortal, not-us. This is what we have as of January 24th, 2021. America itself, now stolen by PEGs (Progressive Establishment Globalists) and their building of a global communist empire. An empire where they play God by feasting on us.
The good people.
Those who serve are completely different from those who would rule. We who serve are the good people. Those who would rule are the bad people. Our lives are our own, not theirs.
Those who would rule need those who do serve to obey them, just because. At which point those who serve no longer serve, but rule too.
Key to corrupting those who serve is the lure of ruling in place of serving. Again, see human history for examples. Don’t fall for it. The idea of ruling is a lie, and the breaking of all held dear by those who understand that life is iterative, not permanent.
God is God, not mankind.
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David Weeks, Information Developer, Tampa, Florida.