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I love Jonah.

Out of all the prophets, I love Jonah the most because I can relate to that man.

When God called upon him for service, what did he do?

He ran, that’s what he did. I think the text should have read like this: “Now the word of the Lord came unto Jonah, saying, Arise, go to Nineveh, that great city, and… Jonah? Jonah??”

That’s right. Jonah beat feet outta there when the Lord came calling. He skedaddled, and that’s a response I can relate to. When responsibility comes knocking, especially big responsibility, then my knees start to knocking as well. I understand this man. He’s so very human.

The other prophets, they seem like heroes to me. They’re always, “Yes Lord, yes Lord” when God calls them – they stay their ground, even though they are usually on their knees by that time – such is the fearsome power of God. And I wonder if that’s not the true reason Jonah bugged out, because it’s said to be a terrible thing to stand before a living God. If I ever have the chance to meet Jonah, that’s the question I’d most like to ask him. “Jonah, why did you run?” Did he think it would work? Did he think he could hide from his creator? I laughed out loud the first time I read that.

He runs away, repelled by fear or great responsibility, and jumps aboard a ship bound for Tarshish.

Yup – out of the frying pan and into the fire. Good one, Jonah. You just made a bad situation much, much worse.

And again, like him, I’ve done the same, too many times, thinking my actions would improve my situation, but oftentimes, they only amplified the problem. This is often the result when we rely on our own minds instead of waiting on God to answer. When we think we’re in control, we are actually in danger of making things worse, like Jonah, because that is a lie – we are not in control. God is. And God had unfinished business with this man.

“But the Lord sent out a great wind into the sea…”

Here we go…

The mariners freak out and pray to their gods, then begin to jettison cargo in order to lighten the ship and raise the freeboard, hoping to prevent the ship from sinking. It’s chaos. And what, I ask, is Jonah doing during all of this?

He’s sleeping. Amazing. What a putz.

First he thinks he can out run God, and now that he has endangered the life and property of others, his conscience is clear enough that he can sleep through a tempest. Oh, that’s right; he must have been exhausted from all that running. Poor Jonah.

Astonished at Jonah’s brassiness, the shipmaster wakes him up: “Hey! What’s the big idea?” he says – I’m paraphrasing, but I think that’s the modern vernacular. “We’re praying to our gods for help, maybe you could do your part and pray to yours also!”

So they cast lots in an effort to pinpoint the guilty party for bringing this mess, and the lot falls squarely upon Jonah.

Busted. Sorry buddy.

So Jonah comes clean. He’s a good guy after all. If he weren’t, God wouldn’t have tapped him in the first place.

He admits that he is the cause for all this, by means of his God. For his sake the sea was troubled.

And here is where Jonah broke from his predictable path; he suggests that in order to calm the sea, the mariners should toss his problematic carcass overboard.

To their credit, they restrain themselves from this great temptation, fearing consequences from his god. They pull hard on the oars in attempt to reach the shore, but it soon becomes apparent they will never get that far. So they accept Jonah’s kind offer. They say a quick prayer to the god of Jonah – “Please forgive us for what we are about to do,” something like that – and it’s up and over for Jonah. Zing! Splash!

The sea immediately calms.

And there’s Jonah, bobbing in the water. I bet he really felt like a chump then. I bet he thought “I’ve really done it this time.” Then, CHOMP! Belly of a fish for three days. Time to change your attitude, Jonah. Time for affliction to deal with your hardheadedness – God’s tried and true method.

It works, of course. Jonah repents. The fish regurgitates him onto the shore, and he finally goes to Nineveh to deliver God’s word. The people there hear this word, and, amazingly, they comply. From the greatest to the least, they don sackcloth and ashes, repent, and turn back to God. That time was clearly different from this time, because I cannot imagine anything like that ever happening now. But then it did, and God was pleased.

Jonah was not pleased. He was displeased “exceedingly” with this result. He was angry with God. Oh Jonah, dear, dear Jonah. Will you never learn?

What I love about this part is the patience, the tolerance God displays in dealing with this knucklehead. He clearly adores Jonah, and he speaks to him as a loving Father would.

Jonah is mad because after all he has endured, God did not punish Nineveh. He forgave Nineveh, but he had pursued Jonah relentlessly. Somebody call the wahmbulance.

But I’ve been there so many times myself, so I can’t judge. I know the feeling – “It’s so unfair! Where’s the justice??” Waaaaaahhhhh!

It’s pathetic, but true.

“There, there” God says. “It’s alright, little buddy. Is it good for you to be angry? Would you have me kill all life in Nineveh after they have done what I asked?”

The book ends with these calming questions from God to Jonah, and we never get to know how Jonah responded. Even though Jonah is probably one of the most hardheaded believers to have ever lived, I would like to think that he turned from his stubbornness and accepted God’s will for Nineveh in his heart.

And, above all, I’m sure that he was relieved to have completed his task so he could just go back to his home and his life. Who among us could blame him for that?

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Any intelligent fool can make things bigger and more complex… it takes a touch of genius and a lot of courage to move in the opposite direction.   – Albert Einstein

Marcin Jakukowski possesses more than just a “touch” of genius. This man has genius in spades.

After graduating with a Ph.D. in fusion physics from the University of Wisconsin, he says that he quickly became frustrated with the lack of relevant applications of his highly specialized training to pressing world issues. Undaunted, he pressed on into open territory where little precedent existed to help and guide him. Due to that lack of precedent, what he has already succeeded in doing is no less than herculean.

Using his skill set – specifically, a high degree of knowledge of the physical world, he chose to focus on technology, but with this important feature – technology that is open source.

What is open source? This is from their wiki page:

In short, the open source economy is efficient: it avoids competitive waste – thereby optimizing not only production, but also – distribution.

In other words, the technology is not proprietary. Wow – does that sound alien to this world or what?

His goal is to create the designs of 50 different industrial machines that are simple enough for a do-it-yourself build, are modular (universal parts and compatible designs), and would provide for most modern needs and comforts but at a fraction of the price. And he’s actually doing it. I’m in awe of this man.

When I woke up to the reality of our world system, I awoke primarily by studying the economic conditions and rules. I truly could not understand the insanity of employing planned obsolescence in machines like cars, tractors, etc. The only way that this insanity made any sense at all was for reasons of monopoly and the wealth of a controlling few. And that realization led the way to my eventual macro-comprehension of what’s really going on.

Marcin understands this insanity also, which is why he wants to design machines that people can build themselves, in community with others, and cut out the avarice and oppressive terms imposed by the industrial owners of proprietary designs.

You hear that, globalists? Marcin has your number. And I hope that Marcin understands the risks of what he is doing as well. I would think he does – he’s a very smart man. But if his head is mostly into these other considerations, he might not have considered this dangerous aspect of his work. The globalists have structured this world according to their plans, and Marcin’s work is not harmonious with that – in fact, if he were to succeed in his goals, I’m sure there would come a day of confrontation. These people expect nothing less than total control over the lives of all humans on this planet, and this project is about liberating humans from the globalists’ false-scarcity paradigm. That’s like a declaration of war, I would think.

But it’s about high time this war came about, because these detestable individuals have shown that they mean business about their plans for complete control and tyranny. They are doing it right now in the new gun-control legislation being introduced in the US. Does anyone think that they would truly tolerate people escaping the burdens of their yokes? No – in time, if Marcin’s work progresses and grows (which I really pray it does), they will deal with that threat to their sovereignty. They want you to work in their factories, borrow from their banks, buy their products, and eat their food. If you don’t, that means they don’t own you. Marcin’s plans are bent on the unyoking of people everywhere, if they so choose that liberation. That just fills me with glee.

Look more into the work this amazing man is doing at his Open Source Ecology website. And spread the word far and wide – this is the kind of work that needs everyone’s support.

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This one’s a real mind bender.

I stumbled across this video the other day and haven’t been able to get my mind off of it ever since:


The video is new to me, but the work of its maker is not. I discovered Ed Chiarini’s ideas over one year ago on Youtube, then investigated further on his website wellaware1.com. I must stress that I’m not endorsing his concepts here. I’m bringing attention to it because I believe there is at least something to it. I don’t agree with 100% of what he says, or even 50%, but even if I only agree with 10% of what he claims, then that information stands and I need to deal with it.

The argument goes like this: some news stories are entirely faked by actors, then portrayed in the mainstream news as “real.” If there was a death or deaths in the story by violence or disease, then oftentimes a charity is set up for the families of the stricken or deceased, and monies are collected from the public who believed the story as true and gave to help. Think about that for a moment…

If you pull off a big lie by having actors play posing as real people, people who die or suffer from a condition, then after you collect real monies from a charity you set up for these fake people, monies donated by well-meaning, innocent people, then what kind of person are you? What kind of person would do that? I think you know the answer to that question.

And that’s part of the beauty of the con, really – create lies so big that no one would ever believe the lie was possible.

As I researched Ed’s claims, I noticed several stunning patterns. First, most of the actors used in fake news stories come from only a few different families. Second, they reuse the actors over and over again in different roles, playing different people, disguised by means of changing hairstyles, clothes, make-up, and sometimes by employing more sophisticated techniques commonly associated with movie making.

This actually makes sense. Reduce risk by keeping it in the family. No need to worry about who you can and cannot trust. Also, it’s obvious that if you’re evil enough to do this type of thing, then it’s also likely that you would get some kind of perverse pleasure out of duping the innocents while mocking them at the same time by using the same actor in different roles, selling it all as real.

If Ed is right at least some of the time, then that means there are probably some supposedly dead famous people still kicking around on terra firma – especially if they died young.

Which brings us right back to the Hendrix/Freeman problem. Is one simply the doppelganger of the other? It’s possible. But the resemblance over time is uncanny, especially in the eyes and eyebrows. Neither man’s eyes are entirely symmetrical, but they are asymmetrical in precisely the same way! I find that highly unusual and troubling – troubling because of what it implies.

If one news story was faked but everyone accepted it as real, then what about all the other stories being reported? If one is found to be faked, then that of course immediately throws all others under extreme suspicion. I realize that the PTB are not stupid enough to fake all news reports – the clever thing to do is mix a few lies with an abundance of truth. That way, truth opens the door, and the lies slip in behind it. Same relationship as sugar with bitter medicine.

The command “Turn off your TV!” takes on a whole new urgency in light of all this mess. This is mind control, and they are manipulating the hot button issues. Suspend disbelief, because if you can’t, you will quickly become hopelessly entangled in their thicket of lies. Consider this treachery an act of war against you, because that is precisely what it is.

So what happens when Jimmy Hendrix is Morgan Freeman? Well, then I think all of our minds explode. Bang! Because that, my friends, is some paradigm-killing information. They create lies of such magnitude and boldness that it will enforce itself. If you admit to yourself and others that you believed a big, big lie for a long, long time, then what does that say about you? You’re a chump? You’re stupid? I doubt there’s an ego in the world that would survive such an admission. That’s why Ed Chiarini posts a warning on his site to those new to it – he is warning that it is very troubling to discover you’ve have been lied to, especially to this extent. I can attest to that – it took me weeks to get over my initial probings of his material. And I already distrusted those in power! This was just simply a degree of malfeasance I was unprepared to entertain then.

Big lies are self enforcing because ego rules the world, and ego doesn’t like to be wrong. Hitler knew it then, and these people know it now. Suspend disbelief, and be free.

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In these times of widespread economic woe and conflict, there is no shortage of the afflicted.

Those that are beset with poverty, oppression of all manner, legal troubles, health conditions and such, their numbers are growing by the day. These are people that may once have counted themselves among the fortunate, the safe, the prosperous. They may once have enjoyed the pleasures of good health, stability, and abundance. They may have even taken all those gifts for granted.

They might have said once, “I earned all of this,” or “This is mine, it all belongs to me.”

To others who were in distress, they might have said “Why do you make so much drama?” “Just enjoy life.” “If you would just work harder, you can pull yourself up out of your problems.”

While they were still drifting in the slipstream of grace, they might not have understood where all grace comes from. They may have completely forgotten God. A rich man might even come to believe he has no need of God, for he has all that he needs already.

Here is where the twist comes in. A prosperous man may think that all is good and he lacks nothing. The afflicted man may come to think that all is suffering and lack, and there is nothing good to be found in it.

I would argue that they are both wrong.

To the rich man who thinks he has no need of God and has himself earned all that he has, I say “Beware.”

To the afflicted man who is sinking under the sea of despair, I say “Despair not.”

Because in the afflicted, God is doing his great and terrible work, and when he does his work in you, buckle up, because that work is no joking matter. That is some serious, serious business.

Behold, I have refined thee, but not as silver; I have chosen thee in the furnace of affliction.  –  Isaiah 48:10

A time ago, I personally went through my own furnace of affliction – a life threatening illness, crashed finances; basically the loss of everything I thought I owned. But here’s the catch: contrary to the rich man, when the afflicted lose everything, the only thing they have left is God. Often, the rich man has everything but God.

And when God is the only thing you have left, then you know him for the first time, and love him. You realize that he is really the only thing you need. At least that was how it happened to me.

Through my losses and suffering, he showed me explicitly that everything comes from him, and he can take it back at any time he sees it expedient to do so, to school you on what is real and what is delusion. That’s why it is good to learn this – what is real and what is a lie. Everything, and boy, I mean everything, you may have,  in truth it comes from the Father.

I was so thankful I was taught this because it reset my whole mindset, directing it to a new course centered upon gratitude. Before, for pretty much my entire adult life, I had dwelt in ingratitude, and that is toxic to body, mind, and spirit. It’s also most likely to credit for my illness in the first place.

So to those now roasting in your own furnaces of affliction, I would like to extend encouragement and hope. I know how hot those furnaces burn, but don’t forget that they burn hot for a reason – to incinerate away all your impurities and refine you into something more precious than silver or gold. God chooses you to undergo this trial, this work, and in that fact there’s much hope, I assure you.

I know it’s not easy to be suffering and see so many others doing just fine. It makes you feel like a heel, right? A chump. Like you can’t get it together. Like it’s all your fault. Don’t worry if they say things to you that reinforces these feelings of ineptness – they don’t know that the hand of God himself is drawing you through this refining fire. As if there were anything you could do about that! Sheesh…

Remember; most of those doing fine have no need of God in their minds, so you can’t expect them to get it – they never will, unless they go through it themselves. At  least you can understand this, and that should prove helpful in getting you through your trials.

Be strong, take heart, set your face like flint in the midst of your afflictions, and know that they have an incredibly important purpose. I will leave you with a few passages of solace. May God give you beauty for ashes. Shalom.

…the Lord has anointed me to preach good tidings to the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound… to comfort all that mourn.  – Isaiah 61:1-2

…to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness. – Isaiah 61:3

For I know the plans I have for you,… plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. – Jeremiah 29:11

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as I was reading Ecclesiastes, it struck me that I was reading about myself. In those words, I was reading about my very own life.

Break out the violins. I’m going to self-indulge a bit.

Such is the greatness of that small book. It contains truths so fundamental, it applies to everyone.

It’s also an example of brilliant writing. It begins with power, and sets the hook firmly into the reader’s jaw.

Vanity of vanities; all is vanity.

Whoa, right? That’s a big, bold statement. You just have to continue reading to find out what it means. Then, in the very next line, he hits you with a solid uppercut.

What profit hath a man of all his labour which he taketh under the sun?

For me, that line was the closer – from that point, I knew I would finish that book in one sitting, because that line was speaking directly to my heart.

Before I say more, let me stress that I am brimming with gratitude (when I am mindful) to God for simply being alive. For having breath.

But as far as my life itself goes, that line above is quite true. I have labored my whole life, and what is there to show for it? What profit has there been in all that labor?

Well, materially at least, not so much.

Like many, when I was young I was full of plans for my future. My “To Do” list was full. But, as Woody Allen once said, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.”

Oh yes, at one time I was full of plans. But then I realized that God has plans of his own. And his will wins out, every time.

Like the Preacher, son of David, I too strove for wealth and knowledge. Unlike him, only knowledge came to me, and not much at that. As for wealth, that has evaded me like  a ninja on a moonless night. In time, after this plan, then that plan, everywhere a plan plan, was stomped down into the dust, it finally dawned on me, as it did on the Preacher, that “all is vanity.” Also, as far as the value of gaining knowledge, … as they say, the more you know, the more you realize you don’t know anything at all. Vanity.

The Preacher says it like this:

Then I said in my heart, as it happeneth to the fool, so it happeneth even to me; and why was I then more wise? Then I said in my heart, that this also is vanity.

Plans come to nothingness. Vanity. I’ve watched my plans wither away slowly before sighing their last breath, and I’ve watched them explode magnificently. Then you look up from the wreckage of your life, look around, and see others prospering. You wonder, why? Why do their plans succeed, and yours did not? Did they try harder? No. Are they smarter? No. Are they better people? Not so.

All things have I seen in the days of my vanity: there is a just man that perisheth in his righteousness, and there is a wicked man that prolongeth his life in his wickedness.

If you think you understand the purpose of that, then please let me know. But I suspect that this particular facet of life cannot be understood by the mind of man. Why God does what he does cannot be searched out, unless he reveals it himself, and to try to untangle that secret knot is, you guessed it, vanity.

So where does that leave us, Preacher? Is there any light amidst all the gloom and vanity? If all is vanity, then what’s the use of it all?

Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.

For God shall bring every work into judgement, with every secret thing, whether it be good, or whether it be evil.”

Everything that is done has been done before it, and the wise and foolish alike both go into the grave. The good cannot expect to be rewarded in life, but they can expect to see the wicked prosper.

…the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.

So, go thy way, and eat thy bread, drink thy wine, enjoy thy wife, “for that is thy  portion in this life, and in thy labour which thou takest under the sun.”

But don’t think that this world cares about your expectations. It does not. And if you can see that and accept it, you just might find peace in living. And don’t think that all your labors will amount to anything. They amount to jack squat. They are, in the end, like chaff carried away on the wind.

And above all, through all of it, hold fast to your moral compass. That is the purpose of life, the reason we are here at all.

But why listen to a fool like me?

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