No pain!

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I did not find sleep until it snuck up on me and clobbered me with a 2 x dream. I woke without pain, too. I know I dreamed, and incredibly but only the notion that I did so remains. The colors, fragrances, textures, sounds, and such were lost so quickly I did not even glance the images before the smoke left the mirrors. They must have been benign, as I woke in a pleasant mood and somewhat refreshed. As refreshed as sleep has left me for some time. I truly hope for good sleep before too long. As with food, I have learned to live without, I simply prefer to feel rested and fed.

After having been called stupid, I have continued to pursue conversation. I actually see being called stupid as, well, childish. And, the conversation continued if via other commenters. I think the crux of my response is that there are no candidates of any great worth in the field at this time. Paul will merely cut up whatever is there, pulling enough of the votes for Obama to win again. And, at this point, it almost does not matter.

Further, when the republic was gutted for democracy, it ensured an end to both. Much like with the economic throes we are going through, we are going through political throes. They are coming to a head at the same time, as was most likely a hoped event by those who put these things in play. As with economics, politics will not change until it is forced to be changed, whether internally or externally. As I see things, we are at the end of the middle game. Something which is sort of boring. The end game, as I suggested, will be a little more exciting (and I understate). Building a nuclear plant, fine. Building it near a fault line? A little shaky but possible. Building it on a fault line, near the ocean where tsunamis are known to occur and not even designing well for those particular events? Fail. We have done the same thing with American culture, politics, and economics. Expect fail, not if but when.

On the good side, I am dying. Ha! Hey, a little humor always makes the bitter more palatable. Even dark humor, I think. My faith will not save my life, here and now. But if you understand things, you should know that it was never meant to do so. This life was always forfeit, lost before I came to attempt to seek the source of wisdom, and certainly after. Many cannot or will not see that truth, knowing a great hand from the sky will simply scoop them out of the pile of manure we have helped to create. No, no, there will be suffering. It is just that those who truly have faith will have it in pain, tragedy, and mortal death. Those who do not will turn on those who do. The wolves are among the sheep, they are the majority. On another good note, wolves are a protected species! Ha!

Fie, it is what it is. Let not your head or heart be troubled by such. It is the way it has always been. The apocalypse is not all it seems. In the time of the writings, it was the unveiling in a marriage ceremony after up to two weeks of celebrations. The apocalypse is many things, including when Christ sees the true face of His bride. Just... some hopeful thoughts to end this thing.

Good day.