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I follow Jesus Christ first and foremost in all things. Sometimes however, I also play at the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party, chasing the White Rabbit. Chasing the White Rabbit, also known as seeking signs of intelligent life in the human world.
I have to tell you, that’s not so easy. Seems like it gets harder and harder with every passing year. Most of us are a bit off the wall and getting stranger by the minute.
Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche is one of my favorites. I like the way his mind works, but it’s bit like walking along happily with him, looking over, and the poor guy has just fallen down a manhole. His thinking is so clear, he comes so close, and then whoosh, he’s fallen into a hole and disappeared. Makes me absolutely crazy.
Women are awesome too, I enjoy a lot of what they write. Women do not ever fall down rabbit holes, they tend to bunny hop, bouncing from one idea to the next, gracefully hopping over all those rabbit holes that might trip them up. Women are not any better than men however, not when it comes to being healthy and well adjusted. You’ll be happily chatting away, look over, and suddenly she’s dressed like a giant pink taco while lecturing you about the importance of human dignity.
Sigh. Yes, giant pink tacos are a real thing in my world, as in someone demanded to know why there were women dressed up like giant pink tacos protesting on their TV. I didn’t have the heart or the immodesty to try to explain it. Also, how do you even begin to explain such things? Giant pink tacos it is. Makes just as much sense as anything else.
My cynicism can get the best of me sometimes, as well as my impatience. I ‘d like to leave the world of Alice in Wonderland and speak to you of the “real world,” but this is the real world and it is pretty darn nutty sometimes.
See, there's this thing called biology... 
Funny, but Nietzsche was on my mind the last few days as I ponder some of his descriptions of social order and my own cynicism (which I am submitting to prayer). There are a lot of uncertainties today. I think more so than usual and on a broader scale.
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There are a lot of uncertainties, aren’t there? The world feels a bit shaky to me, more than it ever has.
Nietzsche really had some good ideas, some moments of incredible self awareness and than pffftt, off into the abyss he goes. But I appreciate his moments of courage and honesty.
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I liked his quote, “And if you gaze long into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.” I’m thinking…wait, Nietzche – the abyss can’t have eyes! By nature of being an abyss, there’s nothing in it. There’s Someone behind there! 😉
Ah, but there he goes into the abyss again.
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I’m chasing after intelligent liberals right now. You know, the kind who haven’t been duped by a certain Islamist affiliated with the Muslim Brotherhood (which runs contrary to 98% of liberal ideology) or the kind that want to let in people to spread the Islamic State right now? All financially sponsored by a certain billionaire terrorist who is wanted by a certain Russian man who makes certain everyone knows that Russian man is evil?
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Sad but true – watching the evening news has revealed that ‘Wonderland’ is a reality!
I’m regularly entertained by talking heads that emulate the red queen (talking backwards) while the chief talking head (a mad hat salesman) and his cohort and prime missionary (the March Hare) are perpetually stuck in time @ 6 O’clock [1800 hours] spinning the events of the day out of control and devoid of any substantial truth or new information, while the Hatter switches places on the table at any given time, making short, personal remarks, asking unanswerable riddles and reciting nonsensical poetry, all of which ALWAYS contradicts the facts.
Fake news? The Cheshire Cat then plainly tells you why: The White Queen’s subjects are often punished before they commit a crime, rather than after, and sometimes they do not even commit it at all. The Hatter, and the March Hare, are the White King’s messengers, since the King needs two messengers, “one to come, and one to go”. Which explains how we’re always left never knowing whether they’re coming or going. Of course, neither White Queen or King really exist. They are merely invisible representatives of a shadow government.
But because they’re ALL so deeply invested in circular reasoning – they’ll eventually ‘come-around’. Due to the fact that the earth is perpetually on spin cycle – they naturally believe that they too, must perpetuate spin! And doggone it, let’s not forget – according to the Cheshire Cat – “they’re mad”. It has become quite glaringly obvious that either way (angry or insane) – mad they surely are indeed!
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LOL! So true!
“the earth is perpetually on spin cycle – they naturally believe that they too, must perpetuate spin”
I hear you! It all starts to remind me of a washing machine on imbalance mode. Some of those things will thunk so bad you almost expect them to take off like a spaceship.
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Reality check – I literally had to replace my washer last year due to an unbalanced overload of bedding that snapped the agitator shaft. I found out that new machines no longer agitate by means of a shaft – how great is that? We no longer need to be agitated – we’ll no longer be getting the shaft.
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Bahahaha! Very funny. No more agitator and no more getting the shaft. Things are looking up already.
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I was blushing seeing the pictures of the pink tacos outfit. Sometimes some people do things so shameful they don’t know how to blush, you have to blush for them…sigh.
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You have to blush for them? I really like that, that’s a good attitude to have. I’m going to have to remember that.
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Reminds me of a movie, Idiocracy. I’m not sure how my husband and I picked it to watch, but we did! And guess what, we’ve about arrived there.
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