To Everything a Season

This is not meant to be a tech piece, not on this blog. I’m trying to point out something behind it all.

A couple of articles about the ongoing war — TPTB are trying to crush cryptocurrency. First is this discussion of how major players are striving to use the blockchain principle for their own controlled currencies. Nobody is arguing that blockchain is evil, but that the ruling elite are not in control of it. To indicate why they see it as a threat, there’s this article describing how the bitcoin ledger has morphed into a major threat to the power of censorship.

What we see here is the old, “If you can’t beat them, hijack them.” There should be nobody surprised by this. My guess is that the independent cryptocurrencies will still be around, but they will be driven largely underground. Their time in the sun has passed. What ties this all together with censorship in general is not that the victims have so much in common, but that TPTB lump them altogether as a threat. As people of faith, we share almost nothing with the common targets of oppression, but the oligarchs see us as the same people.

In other words, it’s the same old story told in a different setting. We are classed with criminals, as was our Savior in His death. It’s a pattern that repeats endlessly until He returns. Consider some of the things He said toward the end of His earthly life. He kept saying that He wasn’t abandoning them, but that He would send His Spirit to be with them.

I’m not Him; I merely point the way to Him. If there’s anything that really disturbs me, it’s the attitude by some of my readers that I am somehow essential to their faith. Our Lord had a season on this earth, as we all do. It’s very easy to get wrapped up in thinking that this is all wonderful with this blogging stuff, and how blessed we are to share this way. But these things do run their course, and you move on to the next Kingdom mission.

I’m keeping an archived record of what I’ve written back a few years (starting in 2014). This is not because I’m so hung up on my own writing, but that a handful of people have asked me to do this. I’m glad it blesses you, but it’s not all that important to me. Who has the time to wade through all of that? We are all temporal phenomena; the most important thing we can do is invest the time in our divine callings. Somewhere down the road, I’ll be forgotten and I’m fine with that.

The biggest blessing anyone can return to me is to rise in their own faith independent of me. Sure, we could struggle against the system, but it’s more important to find out where the next part of the story is going. What will the next season bring? I said something yesterday about switching to tablets and so forth because I will have less need for being a content producer.

I’ll still read stuff online, and I’ll keep a regular computer long enough to finalize the production of content. I sense that I need to focus more on the ebooks than on blogging, so get ready for that. Even without active censorship, my current blogs are already close to the chopping block. I’m betting at this moment that my photography will be the one thing that keeps my old blog (it’s gone) alive the longest.

The honest truth is that my Internet presence has just about run its course.

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