Odd word 'joy'. Quaint, old-fashioned, ethereal. Barefoot and swirls. A bit like the worship stuff dose-up on. Thought had caught a word and; Must get more being-blue out. Lively up and get happy. Joy = ...regardless. Turn to Aangirfan soon after and see a post on Joy with a piece of music that's particularly apt.

'God the DJ' my phrase for this kind of happening. OK, -or- ...coincidence?

God's asking for full-time worship and prayer in having faith-for action and able. Most important; act on and be able: Today. Difficult to square with the sickness and suffering that drenches about. There's the physical but it's the rest, most galling and wearing. Watching the social robbers rampage unchallenged by so few who see the light. Or should say... see darkness -- for what it is.

How can loving up with God be anything but disconnection and cop-out? The very dilemma that perpetrates the woes, we're fast coming under. Ones that beg the Q. -- What can we do? Of which answers, seem vague and floppy. P. in the ocean, pie in the sky etc. Not much to commend but await the bandits pouring over the hill. If/all/when but cower and slide off into dystopia.

How do we 'fight'? The Old T. battles brought the people who were -- sometimes -- calling on God to this same junction. Impossible looking to defeat Goliath's and what-to-do?

We're in the same era. This time 'you wouldn't know it' is the dominant mode. Or, 'hang-on and hope we make some years, before...' Belief the swamp won't produce such monsters and/or get drained, is on borrowed time. Trump or Putin and co and theories 'could' manage this -- ever more remote as the days go on.

So what? Will it right itself? Or, as-say, not about righting but ebb and flow. The resilience of that which exists will somewhat hold and remain.

Blinkers-on talk. Not looking at facts but feelings.

Back to what-do? Presuming the need. The call is joy up and constant prayer-on. Call it mad and delusion but this the Bible-based remedy. Hope, antidote, serum. Call it a shake-up. God leads through the unseen. Requires praise and pray. As awkward as it comes from outside viewing but this the way. There we have it... at least, in what's proclaimed: The need for joy in God and in this faith bringing a breakthrough.

Come to believe the longer we 'frogs' slow boil the more the lock-down challenge. The idealogue controlling cult want time. Continue suppose-normal for security sake but more about rituals. They want to push some boost-forward and bust up buttons but are ramping up in their esoteric's. Somehow, more of a build-up, before the plunge. The only other explanation would be their enjoyment of the mockery. But they're not joking. It's power not 'money etc.' they covet. Power in their god-think-like ways.

This and competing dynamics in their hierarchy of needs. For turning the elements into a point of no return. Not there yet. The/a false-flag/s will be the touch-paper. Soon we'll see another... once they'll do one to blow their disguise and usher in a shock designed to mass screw up. The decisive window. When they expect us to cave-in and destroy 'ourselves'. This and some biological culling.

This where -- God willing about -- the trumpet blasts and walls fall. Revival post-repentance and those not-open and... well, we all will want to change minds. Crazy claims eh, is it not?

In this underneath the charade, war to the death, believe to see;

...joy from the wilderness and dry place, And rejoice doth the desert, and flourish as the rose, Flourishing it doth flourish, and rejoice, Yea, [with] joy and singing...