If the reader is still wondering what exactly the modes of well-being and salvation are, that’s ok, for I am as well. It’s not possible to nail them down in precise language. They are too big and deep for language. The particular mode of thought, cast of concepts, and exigency of language we happen now to understand and employ derives from and is constituted by one of these modes or the other. There is no third. If we are in the mode of well-being, we see the world that way, and we will not only not understand the mode of salvation, we will despise it. Furthermore, we will not even recognize that we are in a mode at all—it is just the way things are. One has to be in the mode of salvation to understand that experiential modes even exist, and then to understand the nature of each mode and their radical opposition. For, these two modes determine exhaustively the very contours of the meaning of life itself, as they are the earthly images of the two modes of eternity. Thus, it must not be expected that they can be discretely and definitively defined in this life. They can be described, pointed to, adumbrated, suggested, intuited, exemplified, metaphorized, allegorized, unveiled, demarcated, translated, and cartographed—but never exhaustively grasped. It is these modes, after all, that define us. Nevertheless, I intend to keep describing and attempting to define them as we proceed, hopefully with increasing lucidity.
The insane lie extends even to the fundamental genetic level of the covid mRNA “vaccines”. Unnatural, deceitful, synthetic nucleotide pseudouridine is substituted for uridine, and is now found to cause “frameshifts”, generating random, nonsense proteins with unknown consequences.
Your writing and your philosophy thaws me from the ice of my own ignorance. Everything is so new and overwhelmingly worse than I ever imagined but.....He has given me a love of Truth.
Blessings and appreciation to you n yours Thaddeus - from Sydney Australia.
I experienced a version of that on a visit to my NHS GP surgery in 2022 AFTER the legal mandates had been dropped here in the UK. I have never owned/worn a mask and never had either a 'covid test or a 'Covid shot", so the prospects of getting me to wear one on this visit were zero; but they tried - hard...
On entering the premises I was greeted with a prominent sign stating "the policy of this practice is that masks must still be worn whist on surgery prenises" - or words to that effect. The auto check-in was not working so I queued at reception. A middle-aged female (young enough to be my daughter) asked me (politely) to put on a mask. I politely declined with the explanation that, under the now expired government regulations, I was in fact exempt. She became officious and wanted to know why. I quoted the regs verbatim (for the umpteenth time through the covid saga) that "a person is exempt from this requirement if wearing a mask causes severe distress" and that this applied to me. She wasn't satisfied and wanted to know more. I poliely declined to explain further, at which point she abruptly slapped a mask down on the counter with the words "JUST PUT IT ON" and loud enough to ensure the entire waiting room heard. I smiled at her and quietly stated my name and appointment time, then went and sat down - maskless - in a hushed waiting area.
To my surprise, my appointment was still called more-or-less on time and I entered the consulting room to be greeted by a young doctor whom I had not met before. He was wearing a mask. I advised him that, per my file on his screen, I had only one functioning ear (the result of a cranial base tumour removal meny years earlier) and that its function was declining with age such that lip-reading had become a large part my my ability to understand what an interlocutor was saying; were he to continue wearing his mask, comunnication was likely to prove difficult. He ignored all that and proceeded. After about 5 minutes of commical non-communication (I confess to laying it on a bit thick) I advised him that further non-communication was pointless and left. I have not been back since.
Frankly, I have lost all faith in the UK NHS GP service. As with other professions, authorised checklists have replaced professional judgement and it will clearly not be long before they are replaced by AI robots - but I doubt most can see it. When their regulator says jump, their knee-jerk response is to say 'How high', quickly followed by virtue-signalling emails/messages to their poor, fearful 'patients' demonstrating just how compliant (and stupid) they are.
I could go on - and on - and on, but this is too long already so, rant over.
Wow!
“This is a lie, and an insane one.”
The insane lie extends even to the fundamental genetic level of the covid mRNA “vaccines”. Unnatural, deceitful, synthetic nucleotide pseudouridine is substituted for uridine, and is now found to cause “frameshifts”, generating random, nonsense proteins with unknown consequences.
Your writing and your philosophy thaws me from the ice of my own ignorance. Everything is so new and overwhelmingly worse than I ever imagined but.....He has given me a love of Truth.
Blessings and appreciation to you n yours Thaddeus - from Sydney Australia.
"Just wear the efin mask!"
I experienced a version of that on a visit to my NHS GP surgery in 2022 AFTER the legal mandates had been dropped here in the UK. I have never owned/worn a mask and never had either a 'covid test or a 'Covid shot", so the prospects of getting me to wear one on this visit were zero; but they tried - hard...
On entering the premises I was greeted with a prominent sign stating "the policy of this practice is that masks must still be worn whist on surgery prenises" - or words to that effect. The auto check-in was not working so I queued at reception. A middle-aged female (young enough to be my daughter) asked me (politely) to put on a mask. I politely declined with the explanation that, under the now expired government regulations, I was in fact exempt. She became officious and wanted to know why. I quoted the regs verbatim (for the umpteenth time through the covid saga) that "a person is exempt from this requirement if wearing a mask causes severe distress" and that this applied to me. She wasn't satisfied and wanted to know more. I poliely declined to explain further, at which point she abruptly slapped a mask down on the counter with the words "JUST PUT IT ON" and loud enough to ensure the entire waiting room heard. I smiled at her and quietly stated my name and appointment time, then went and sat down - maskless - in a hushed waiting area.
To my surprise, my appointment was still called more-or-less on time and I entered the consulting room to be greeted by a young doctor whom I had not met before. He was wearing a mask. I advised him that, per my file on his screen, I had only one functioning ear (the result of a cranial base tumour removal meny years earlier) and that its function was declining with age such that lip-reading had become a large part my my ability to understand what an interlocutor was saying; were he to continue wearing his mask, comunnication was likely to prove difficult. He ignored all that and proceeded. After about 5 minutes of commical non-communication (I confess to laying it on a bit thick) I advised him that further non-communication was pointless and left. I have not been back since.
Frankly, I have lost all faith in the UK NHS GP service. As with other professions, authorised checklists have replaced professional judgement and it will clearly not be long before they are replaced by AI robots - but I doubt most can see it. When their regulator says jump, their knee-jerk response is to say 'How high', quickly followed by virtue-signalling emails/messages to their poor, fearful 'patients' demonstrating just how compliant (and stupid) they are.
I could go on - and on - and on, but this is too long already so, rant over.
Merry and blessed Chistmas to one and all
The comment I do not understand is from John C. It is impressively written but…