Need to post and be done. As maintained, this all about me-me-me. With illusions, or otherwise, someone is reading. At least, Julian the unusual voice of discernment, got something and trust good from.

Be content to write to one and think enough. Yet... tonight, blocking out the TV and squirming at my recent new-spate of commenting on YouTube -- suddenly got a pull to stop.

Knock these out with abandon and freestyle but WHAT? saith God.

Time to Fast And. Not Fast but... click on. Fast and.

Get off the beast for a while. Stop looking. At all.

We do get the internet etc. is The Beast, Anti-Christ and Babylon rising. Ruinous poison.

Time to proper cease sucking on its diabolical teat.

The Unz, Roberts, and Saker. Bro at Burning... that'll do. No other. NO news sites otherwise. What minutes allotted, strict and tight.

Revelation says the collapse needs a prepared pray-er and tapping these words is too easy. Too illusory. Too time-consuming, albeit not taking longer than to type and edit as go.

IF... I can break the need to look... see vids and take in the stimulation of the screen. If I can come on and quick-as gander and get off... then there could be a place for output.

Repeat: The digital realm is a hook into the dark side. Not of God.

Infowar? No, info-con. Best we can do is break its power. Speak-into and take in little and only what absolute should. Could be connecting with someone and there's value but all in all, the internet etc. is our self-deluding enemy.

Win over the compulsion and make holy shouts. Once done, press Shut down.

Quick, before it catches us and cons.

On this bright and chirpy note... later for later.

Back when am all but not on extra than called. All but...

For now: Communion and the book.

Peace to ya.