Virtual War 2

It’s the nature of our shared faith. On the one hand, our heart-led path is very narrow, steep and rough. Precious few are those who walk with us. On the other hand, we so desperately need each other because no one of us has the whole picture. If you think I’m not learning from your witness, you really don’t understand. I may not have time to interact with you much on your blogs and sites, but I’m paying attention. We all depend on each other because that’s God’s way with us.

The likelihood of any of us ever concentrating our physical presence in one place is just about zero. I long to see each of you face-to-face, but God forbid that any of us would start to imagine that congregating someplace on this earth was essential to our religion. It’s the nature of our calling and how God is working at this time in human history that, without the Internet, we share precious little. More to the point, the Internet and computer technology is very critical to my calling. Such is the means of my mission. The degree to which your mission coincides with mine, we share over the Net.

On the one hand, there are numerous threats rising against the virtual freedom that we all take for granted. On the other hand, those threats are limited by the very nature of the Internet itself. More specifically, computer networking simply does not happen without a certain amount of philosophical agnosticism about content. It either transmits or it doesn’t. At the same time, there is a massive effort to find ways to place controls all around the network. At times I’ve indicated there are various threats against computers and our control over the devices we use. We really can’t stop surveillance; the traffic won’t go unless it’s possible to snoop. The real issue is hindering communication.

The biggest threat is a very dastardly attempt to condition us socially so that we stop thinking about serious communication. Have you noticed how advertising aims elevate in our minds the necessity of frivolous chatter? “Oh, the fun you’ll have! Leave the serious communication stuff to experts; we’ll tell you to whom you should listen.” They don’t care about you, only getting your money and reducing you to a pliable drone.

Right now we are in the midst of the most deadly form of warfare I’ve ever seen in this battle over what constitutes “fake news.” The corporate media is deeply invested in this and are out for blood. This isn’t just more of the same silly noise they’ve always made. They are losing control and it will mean their virtual demise; the gravy train becomes the grave. And a part of their warfare is infiltration.

Have you heard about “Pizzagate”? Look it up, but most of it was the results of manipulative prodding at over-enthusiastic grass roots sleuths. I’ll tell you all you need to know about it: The owner of the pizza place in question is very much a pervert without the slightest compunction about things like raw child porn, but he’s not that close to the Clinton camp. Nor does he run a child-sex ring. That is, he’s just an average member of the wealthy and powerful class, which is loaded with gross perverts regardless of partisan affiliations. That story was provoked as misinformation to make the independent media look stupid. Infiltrators didn’t have to actually lead the thing, just wait for some fool to start off with something bogus and feed it. They are watching for every chance to tar their foes and maintain their own unearned reputation.

But I’ve also caught wind of the coming hacktivist warfare; you ain’t seen nothing yet. This is of more particular concern for me because it affects my computer ministry directly. I’ve never prodded anyone to migrate from Windows to Linux, but I’ve always done my best to make it easy. The simple reason is that it’s harder to hack your home computer if it’s running Linux; I’ve had direct experience with that. As hacktivism grows, you can expect to see malware and automated attacks rise as tools of partisan propaganda warfare. Do you know how easy it is to write software that probes for private home computers used to share political activist interests? And can you just imagine how many millions are doing that sharing, promoting their favorite agenda by trading various email campaigns with a private mailing list? That describes the majority of all the clients I’ve ever served. Some of them have already had trouble arising from that activity and had to call me about it.

What if the corporation making the software decides to “fix” certain things that affect such activity? I’ve already seen stuff that makes me suspicious. While I share none of their political interests, I’ve had to help some clients find ways to get around balky software that, for example, prevented them sharing a particular email, or blocked attempts to copy and paste some of the content. I saw it myself during those times I played at running Windows on my own computers. While I’ve researched it, nobody seems to have an answer, but it seems it never affects those who prefer a leftist political stance. Still, it’s not consistent enough to raise alarms among users. Yet. I’m convinced it will get worse.

As long as God prospers your technology choices, stay with it. It’s much more important to me that you become aware of the probabilities that will affect our online communion. The biggest thing we do here is open the doors and free you to obey your own internal calling. That’s the one thing that separates us from mainstream religion. No two of us will see the world the same, and no two of us will make the same choices in pursuit of His glory. Just keep your eyes open and be nimble and ready to make changes as required by the shifting context.

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Cycling: Miracle Hill

I’m not training for anything in particular. It’s nice to have the endurance for those epic 50-mile rides, but that’s just icing on the cake. Physical fitness is not an end in itself; it serves a much higher purpose, a purpose that will still be there when the body expires.

xtimbersToday I rode the Draper Drive loop: Out of the neighborhood, through Barnes Park, zigzagging the back streets until I got to the bike trail on Post Road. That trail ends at SE 29th, but Post Road south of there is a designated bike route. Post Road crosses both I-40 and I-240 before it merges with the eastern side of Draper Lake Drive. I just kept going along the road. Somehow I managed to pick a route again that meant a headwind on the way back, so once I hit the dam the temperature dropped a couple of degrees and the wind was no longer helping me. I stopped for lunch at the entrance to the Cross Timbers camping and motocross area on the southwest corner of the lake. That’s where this first shot called out to me.

miraclehillSo it was slow riding against the wind until I got to my favorite spot in the whole Draper Lake Recreational Area: Miracle Hill. Today I felt it was time to capture the unmowed crown of the hill, my companions in prayer. I had a question weighing on my soul and it was worthy of divine attention. Not that I can explain so easily the nature of the question, but I can offer something that indicates the nature of the answer I got.

Roughly a month ago, I predicted that this shift in reality would cause a lot of madness. Not in some apocalyptic sense of massive breakdown of society, but a certain element of madness where people without a heart-led awareness would not be able to cope. That is, however well they managed their existence previously in this Shadowlands, it was about to get much more difficult. So what I see around me is not a massive outbreak of violence, but a host of little symptoms that point to a fresh level of the typical madness that characterizes our world in the first place. If all you have is your reason trying to make sense of it, you’ll look for all the wrong kinds of explanation and you’ll remain a fool about it, stuck inside the same madness as everyone else.

And, boy, do I see that crazy stuff happening — people are doing the most inexplicable things these days. So the question was not merely on my mind, but in my soul at large. What do I need to know, Lord, to stay focused and obedient?

The last time I was up on this hill, the Lord gave me an overwhelming sense of peace that translates roughly to: fear not, Ed. I’m not going to tell you that everything will be dandy for you, but nothing about this coming time of insanity is going to really touch me. I am utterly certain you can find a place to stand, on your own Miracle Hill, where you can claim the same conviction of faith. Today that solemn divine promise was renewed.

Then the Lord gave me a handy hook for my mind to organize how it will obey that faith. Try not to the confine your thinking here, because the terminology isn’t meant to be that precise. Talking about matters of the heart-mind generally requires parables, symbolic references. Your intellect can get used to that, you know. But the madness is pegged to the Lord’s decision to disembowel globalism. I’m not saying it will just die and go away, but it will self-destruct in a certain sense. You can see it already in the way corporate news outlets are choking on their anger and hatred for everyone who isn’t sufficiently enthusiastic about the globalist agenda.

That symbolizes the general madness where God is grinding down globalism, and not merely in the political arena. The madness is because He’s going to strip away the pretense, no longer allowing the globalist mythology to appear to work very well. I’ve said often that such mystical expressions as, “He will not break off the bent reed or extinguish the smoking wick” indicates how God tends to let folly go until it burns itself out (Isaiah 42:3). And in several other places, Scripture states that God will treat the general run of humans as cattle, guiding them in ways they cannot see because they don’t live in their hearts. Sooner or later comes the time to thin the herd and sell some hamburgers. Maybe you can hear the grill sizzling; I can. In contrast to the harvest of lost souls, this is a time of slaughter.

If you see the madness as I do, then I think it’s best to remember that most of it is the death of globalism as a philosophy. It may still linger like fables in the minds of many, but the madness is their own moral blindness refusing to see what they could see. And a lot of their enemies aren’t really going to catch on, either, but they will at least find it entertaining. To the degree the general population experiences the craziness, it’s because however much they bought into the globalist lie, that part of them is breaking down.

Once I left the hill, I still had nine miles to go against the wind along the Sooner Road corridor, but the time passed quickly despite the slower riding pace. Another 30 miles, approximately, and it felt pretty good.

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Cycling: Back to Triple-X

01windmillIt was a glorious ride! Not in the sense of accomplishment, but all the way Creation kept calling out to me of the glory of Our Creator. There was one total surprise: It was a rare westerly stiff wind. We never get straight westerlies in Oklahoma. It added an extra training factor. The route was basically east from home to Woodside Drive, which turns into Spencer Road northbound. In Spencer, it winds around to Spencer-Jones Road, following the railroad tracks. As noted previously, Jones ain’t nothing special but out east of town on Britton Road stood this old windmill and pumphouse featuring the Jones High School mascot in the proper shade of green.

02grasshedgeI cut south across the farm fields on Indian Meridian and another mile east of the Jones Center Middle School to pick up Triple-X and that long, straight, flat two miles south. Up to that point it has been pretty easy with a tailwind half the time. At this point I realize the wind has just a hint of southerly leaning, but I had no trouble enjoying the wide open spaces of the North Canadian Valley. Where else can you find farmers actually cultivating natural prairie grass as a hedge?

03decayingroadChoctaw City and the county have still done nothing to restore the washed out farmland where the river ate three houses and a barn on Triple-X close to NE 36th. So that section of the road is still officially closed and darned difficult to access on the southern end. With far less traffic, the grass and weeds have begun to encroach through three layers of asphalt. Next year will see stuff sprouting through the cracks in the middle of the road. From there I turned into the wind for the first time and struggled up the hill toward Indian Meridian again.

04pasture-n-cedarsBut it wasn’t that hard, just slow going. Turning left I ran south toward Reno Avenue. This section of Indian Meridian was very nostalgic for the all the years I rode past this way before moving out of Choctaw and into Midwest City. The cedars along the fence of one lovely pasture called my name and invited me to take this shot. Another two miles south and I hit Reno.

05hillyrenoNow came the hard workout. Reno is very hilly out this part of the county. There were two brutal climbs made tougher by the headwinds, and numerous lesser hills. I found myself resting on the down-slopes instead of pedaling through. This shot is looking back down one of those brutal hills; the water tower in the distance stands at the corner of Henney Road. Still, I could hear the trees and other vegetation calling to me and singing God’s praise in the stiff winds. It was all very encouraging and I didn’t whine about the physical challenge.

Eventually I got past Post Road where it all flattens out again. I really don’t like Reno that close to the city, because of the heavier traffic, but it was tolerable and the drivers were decent with me. Near as I can calculate, I got home with 30 miles. And what a lovely ride it was.

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Impassioned News

News that builds from passion isn’t journalism; it’s just propaganda. I take very seriously my assertion that this world is mere shadows, the reality is far more flexible than Western minds can grasp. And I take seriously that perception is reality, something that affects human existence in more ways than even we can imagine. We don’t just report events; we who manage to attract attention are also shaping perception and reality at the same time. Let’s be responsible about this and not embarrass our Creator.

I’d like to offer this article from Bill Sardi. Not because I’m a big fan; he’s a libertarian activist. But he does help us with asking the right questions on a lot of issues, particularly involving public health propaganda. In this particular article, he reminds us not to fall prey to our own human biases. Remember what I said about the pillars of Christian Mysticism? One of them includes: Don’t trust yourself too much. Let your mind learn holy cynicism about everything, including the person in the mirror. The best you can do at any moment is accept something as provisionally accurate. Your heart knows, but your mind is full of confusion and needs a lot of unlearning.

We read and engage journalism on that level of distrust. If you realize that the primary purpose of most journalism, including all the various independent individual keyboard commandos across the Internet, is to stir feeling and perhaps some particular concerted action, what you actually perceive from them is where they are trying to herd us next. Don’t listen; learn to recognize the voice of the Divine Shepherd of Souls. He speaks first through the heart.

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A Little More Moral Economics

Trust your heart-mind for a proper moral analysis.

The whole end of mankind living on this earth is to seek the glory of God. Just so you understand completely, it’s “seek” in both ways: We seek to bring Him glory, but we also seek where His glory shines brightest in our world. It’s a question of drive and purpose.

And after the Fall, we have His revelation to provide the structure of His glory for our understanding. He has told us all we need to know about how to find and reflect back His glory in this world. One of the things I harp on is contextual discernment as a way of guiding our thinking. Sense the moral shape of the moment; don’t let your mind exclude possibilities. Standing in a deeply moving spiritual moment on that isolated hilltop today might find the same hilltop tomorrow an alien place. Don’t be surprised; it works that way. Seeking His glory includes sensing from whence it calls to you. Obedience and holiness includes letting our hearts tell us where to be and when.

Our hearts also tell us how to handle the resources He grants for our service in His glory. I’ve tried to explain repeatedly that, though I studied economics enough to teach the subject, that’s just mechanics. No academic pursuit of the intellect can ever assign moral value to one choice over another. What I’m about to say will shock most Western economists.

Resources exist for His glory; He made and owns all things. The objective of our academic study is to understand the mechanics of human activity as best we can so that we know how to execute His moral demands. Another thing I harp on is the primacy of social stability, but that assumes you live by the Covenant of Christ. Jesus defined what it means to have social stability when He told us the first two commandments of Divine Law: Love God with all your heart, and love your neighbor as yourself. Just to make sure, He also defined at length what a “neighbor” is, by defining it as someone who obeys the same Divine Law from their hearts, never mind what their human identity might be otherwise (see The Good Samaritan). If it looks like faith, smells like faith and quacks like faith, you should assume it’s faith. Faith is rooted in the heart.

And while God knows for sure whether someone really belongs to Him, the question for you and I in this life is whether someone is walking in faith at any given moment. We can hope for the best, but if we aren’t paying attention and sensitive to this, we can end up feeding failure. Don’t get lost in tangents here. Your first loyalty is Christ; love does not grant your brother or sister a claim over you and your resources granted from God. Your heart knows the boundaries.

If you really have made Christ the Lord of your life and you live by your heart, then you cannot avoid a sense of duty to your fellow heart-led folks. We do have around us those who aren’t heart-led, but we can’t treat them the same. That should be obvious. You can toss in the trash all that nonsense about “everyone is equal.” That’s a heathen concept; Our Father specifically said He plays favorites. He said that everyone has potential, but some are not your concern in any given context because we are finite. There are people of the Covenant and there is everyone else. People of the Covenant get our priority, and a part of that priority is building up their existence on this earth to help reinforce the blessings of the Covenant. Those blessings are summed as shalom, which includes reasonable prosperity, peaceful relations, safety from threats, and a vivid powerful life. (That last one might mean a long life, but that’s not the point.) How we gain those blessings is standing in the context of where God calls us and seeking to bring stability to your fellow covenant members. If you can’t do that, you have no business doing anything at all.

That means that the sole purpose of economic activity is to bless your covenant family. We do not maximize profits and minimize costs. We maximize material blessings to the domain God placed within your hands — that is the biblical definition of “our economy.” We are trying to fatten the community, not the banks. So we would naturally seek to stuff the staffing from within our communion to the maximum we can afford and still operate. Nepotism is godly. We don’t measure profit as money in the bank after paying expenses; we measure profit as the number of people whose lives we have enabled. Our greatest treasure is people, not stuff. And yes, we expect a certain measure of loss, since the Bible hardly distinguishes between a loan and a gift within the Covenant family.

Now, it’s not as if we can’t allow this to spill over into the lives of those outside the Covenant. By all means, slosh it around if you can. It’s part of how we show them God’s glory. However, if you start letting them advise you as to how things ought to be, back away and remind them we are not of this world. Use whatever words or actions you sense will best help them see, but don’t be sucked into their games. Their needs and “claims” are not a part of our calculus; we act on a heart-led prompting for His glory.

Yeah, that’s part of what the biblical Eastern feudalism is all about. God hard-wired us to live by that social structure. Without it we cannot glimpse His glory and His holiness.

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Psalm 119: Yod 73-80

The psalmist shows us the Path of Justice. It could also be seen as retribution if we understand the justice of being rescued from those who deny God’s revelation. We learn to be patient as God corrects us and makes us stronger through the evils other people commit, but in due time, His wrath falls on the unjust while His servants harvest blessings because God’s truth is how this world actually works.

God has made each of us; our place in this world is wholly His doing. If there is any source of wisdom about how we should live here, it is the One who made us and all things. This is the kind of life that cheers others seeking His truth. They rejoice in the confirmation of God’s promises coming true by example.

The psalmist claims to know — using a Hebrew word that covers awareness in all aspects — without any doubt that God’s justice is the very definition of righteousness. He presses upon us His discipline according to His promises to keep us in His mercy. It’s a genuine blessing He does not lightly allow us to escape His love. So he prays to be driven out sin into the place where God’s shalom stands waiting and he can breathe a sigh of relief.

And when he is too weak, the psalmist prays that God will permit His compassion to come find him wherever he has wandered. The God who bears the shepherd’s rod is a delightful sight to a lost lamb, even when the rod corrects, for the same rod defends us as well. All the more so when we came into that sorrow because of arrogant men who deny God’s Word. God’s Presence shames them, but brings the psalmist to peaceful meditation on that Word.

So if any others have lost their way and cannot see God clearly, let them turn to the freshly resolved psalmist who now has a clear vision. They’ll recognize him because they already know at least something about God’s revelation. And while the fleshly mind will surely fail him at times, he knows that God will speak consistently through his heart. He knows that giving heed to his conscience will never leave him ashamed.

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Cycling: Road Time

openroadIt’s time to invest more effort riding on the road. Part of my decision is recognizing that my trail excursions are causing me more pain in my right knee than I really need. I can take long hard rides on the road and not suffer nearly as much. Of course, the real reason is that my heart tells me it’s time for a switch.

Try to understand that mountain bikes are what I prefer to ride regardless of the actual type of terrain. The frame on this Diamondback Axis is just the perfect fit for my body and my condition. But I’m sensing a call to spend more time doing tour-style riding so I’m going to order touring tires (double defense, of course). The good ones like that cost a bit and I had enough in PayPal to start with one I found on eBay ($63). Once I have both, I’ll switch over.

I’m not sure yet how it will affect the photography. Most of the time the iPhone is good enough, but I’ll carry the big one when I anticipate the need. Thanks for riding along with me!

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Unlearning

I want to reinforce something Sister Christine said on her blog the other day:

The heart does not have to be taught how to sense the world.

The mind does not have to be taught to acquiesce to the heart, to cede control.

They both know what to do, innately.

The link between heart and brain is there; we are all born with it. It requires you be taught to ignore it, and even then most people experience a good bit of moral demand intruding into their minds. The problem is the false barriers erected by our intellectual heritage, which in turn was one of Satan’s greatest accomplishments. Western culture supremely enforces the Fall by elevating the intellect to the throne of decision. It is quintessentially eating the Forbidden Fruit, the Fruit of Judging Good and Evil. Not discerning good and evil, the fruit is the narcotic temptation to usurp the heart’s instinctive reliance on God’s revelation woven into reality itself. It’s the false thrill that comes from using one’s own intellectual reasoning processes to displace God, to be one’s own God.

Merely telling someone that the heart is there with a higher mind and awareness typically brings the whole thing into sharp focus. It’s really that easy in many cases. The difficulty is a matter of discipline, which in the Hebrew thinking of the Bible is another kind of learning — “learning is suffering” (an ancient Eastern image that shows up in Hebrews 5:7-8). You are a child of God, an adopted sibling of Jesus, but you have to unlearn in your intellect all the bad habits of cultural false teaching and remove the barriers. Don’t you imagine Jesus as a boy faced a lot of bad teaching in the synagogues of His day? Granted, this is where things can become difficult. Jesus’ parents must have struggled with the obvious truth of what He said even as it went against the grain of what they were taught to revere. Rejecting your cultural identity is often painful, but you’d be surprised at the large number of people who walked most of their life in some awareness of this conflict between what they were compelled to think grinding against their own conscience.

I cannot neatly package this for you. It’s already there. The burden is upon you to push aside the barriers. Ideally you and I could meet together and you could be persuaded by the sheer power of God’s Presence in my soul, not to mention in the meeting itself. However, Our Lord seems have no trouble working through the medium of mere writing, particularly when the writing is specifically aimed at revealing the person behind it. There again, we have to break all kinds of rules we learn in school about what is proper “voice” when writing. It is a conscious effort on my part to draw you into my world so your heart will see my heart. If my writing here doesn’t call out to you, then there’s nothing I can do to make any of this work.

I’m hoping you can get your minds used to the mystical approach. Yesterday’s unpleasant ride for me wasn’t awful in the broad sense. I enjoyed the presence of my Creator in His Creation, the natural world around me. I never lost that sense of His comfort, but I did realize I was in the wrong place. Nor did I sin in choosing to ride that trail; it was for me to discover while under His care that there’s nothing there calling my name. He designated that place for others. The flat tire? Just an annoyance on the route; I was prepared for it by carrying a fresh inner tube in my toolkit. Mysticism includes being patient with my own foibles and realizing that God works in ways that I’ll never be able to explain.

But the basic moral truth remains: Once you are exposed to moral teaching, it sticks because your heart tells your mind to embrace it. The vast majority of what I write here is merely removing the cultural garbage so you can see clearly the light of glory reflecting off reality itself. My particular choice of words may not meet your needs, so I keep telling folks not to hang around out of any sense of duty. You owe me nothing. Stay because God says herein is something He has for you. I know how to see past a bad day and a drop in readership because it’s all about His glory.

The task is to unlearn what hinders His glory.

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Cycling: Unhappy Trails

This was not one of my more pleasant and uplifting rides. All the way out, taking the Post Road route to Draper Lake, I kept having to fiddle with the rear disc brake. Then, as soon as I entered the Draper Recreational Area, I realized my rear tire was going flat. It’s salvageable, but I didn’t want to use the temporary patches I carry, so I swapped out the tube and saved the old one. While I have an itty-bitty hand pump to inflate, there is no way to get a decent pressure level from that thing.

01roughtrailsI should have known it would not be a fun trail today. A few years ago I rode some of the “better” dirt roads around the east side of the lake and it was not fun. Today I headed west along what would have been SE 104th, one of those survey section lines cut through the country side in early statehood days. As you can see, it was awfully rough. After cresting the rise, it became downright dangerous. Lots of exposed bedrock with hard drops punctuated with washouts that were very tough to pick my way across.

02swampycoveAt the shore, I took the old shore trail northward around a swampy cove. There the trail was mostly solid from improvements (rubble and gravel) but very thoroughly overgrown. That was the best part of the ride. Following this thing around I came back to the continuation of the surveyor cut I came in on. It took me back to the last trail I rode, and I took that one back out because it was safer and more familiar.

There were no hidden treasures, not rewards from this workout except the exercise itself. I won’t be visiting eastern Draper Lake trails again.

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Hacking Me?

A few days ago Microsoft notified me that someone tried to hack into my Outlook.com account from a bogus IP address. (I don’t use the Outlook email program; I use the email address.) The source IP address is reserved space owned by UK’s MOD and isn’t facing the Internet. MOD are wholly unlikely culprits, so it was almost certainly spoofing — sending false information in their traffic headers. That’s pretty hard to pull off because of what’s involved in how the DNS servers handle such things. Just to make sure, I changed my password, but that’s the account I use least.

This incident by itself means nothing; for now it’s just a random thing. But any more of it would represent targeting. Right now, I’m without a clue what could possibly be behind it. In fact, getting a free account for Outlook.com is so easy that I can’t imagine what use anyone would have for trying to hijack mine — unless they plan on using it to impersonate me and fool someone who knows me. I’m not sure I can cook up a scheme by which you would be warned it’s not me unless every one us all agrees together to start using the exact same kind of encryption software. That’s a bit much to ask with nearly 800 subscribers to this blog.

At any rate, I’m just letting you know in case this becomes an issue.

Update: Turns out this was something that hit a large number of users, so it’s unlikely a targeted attack.

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