Confessing away here. This world – note I don’t use ‘life’ – leaves me, bit sad and flat. (Or, seems/feels so, in these early sleep-not hours). Hardly know half the time why I type this or TS?

Oh guess me do: Hopeful, as yet not unconfirmed, obedience. The drive not to be a hypocrite. A crying in the wilderness. Wailing and what the Bible says/do.

The key is not to pretend writing ‘to’ anyone but God, and as a mirror, to move ‘me’ onwards to Christ.

Not to think of future concerns or purposes and this site. Esp. when; A) Censorship is not unstoppable but a-coming, unless the stoppers rise up? Therefore, would all be binned. B) Have doubts about being on the net at all and this compatible with holy living.

Catch-22: If I was of interest, would have seen someone out there on the Christian-front,who could and would, be iron-sharpening with. Meaning, we’d share something like-minded of a call.

Posting comments here ‘n there over some years has brought zero attention, aside from the two blog/gers I most admire(d) and this from the TS perspective. Here at PaS, know I’m an Jesus-shouter's anathema. Church of the unfriendly. Stand outside the front door, looking for lingerers.

The church across the spectrum, ain’t on m’tip, accept this. Nah liberal, and let-go of all this detailed socio-political fussing, enough. Nor narrower-evangelical – in the different streams – sufficiently trad, while insisting all ‘this’ in an open and pray-up-for etc. etc.

Not that I’m looking for contacts. Got the message, done the survey, spied the land. Or... am I.. looking?

Is this what this all about. And then ask, why? Prayer Partnering. That in two. But the watchers ain’t watching, at least if go-on-the-net. Otherwise, because of the v.v.few obvious truth-posts, we'd meet.

Really have concluded (cor ain’t I clever?), no one cares a toss about the crimes of empire… this much. Or is fooled by left/right paradigms. Believe British Corp. at least enough, not to scream like there's a war on and the supposed-protectors are the big-crim's. The child-abuse murdering, got the guns and gold lot. The anti-Christ we're called to unseat. Disrupt. Do damage. And stick it to them in celebrating the invading love of God. Worship pays no attention but to God yet as it happens, is the Nos1 weapon.

Back to sisters and brothers in arms? (Nb. the purposeful proceeding sistren to bros. is not about wanna-mate or bashing 'patriarchy' (+ go two ways on that one) – It's reflection of the more wounded male pop. and my experience, women overall are way more up for more God, than men.

Call it 'placing a bet'.

Response: Don’t badger no one. Take the hint. Invitation is absent. Doors and drawbridge, closed and up. YET, if I read/heard/watched anyone 'open and awake' be all over them.

The only somewhat quantification, is those read/watched are themselves, conspicuously under-read/watched. Add, engaged publicly c/o comments and throw in analogy/image; Tides gone out and the boats sit stuck land dry. Once buoyant with youthful ICT hopes, has succumbed to boredom. "Met those few needed to. Power off".

Inter-net? Name says it all. Pre-designed to build up and pop bubble. An overall downer and communication drainer. Convinced, we’ve self-mediacted on it and got sick, because it’s not what seemed.

Exemplified in ads for PC’s etc, pushing the fresh and life-affirming appeal. Sparkly young adults looking all spruce on their keys. The projected myth of our digital community building. Boll….

Better stop this line. Find faith. Hope and love. Find God ‘in’. “Where are you O most loving and kind one?”

It’s 4am. God time. Oh yes. Believe in this/that God is for early rising. Of course this isn’t rising but disturbed sleep and can’t.

D'idols and abstinence. Pollution?

The freedom we have is to be dead. Voluntarily living without cares but one. Being in love and this the trusty, present, Jesus reveals active personality. Awesome wonder-full.

The living word. Gentle redeemer… – lines from a song.

SO oh ><> people, filling the virtual pews; can there be any more of a polluting idol than ambivalence?

Jesus wasn't celebrating coldness by stating better that -or- hot. Coupling this with – Young’s has it; That thy first love thou didst leave. The cold that doesn’t make him throw-up, is a reaction and be moving toward a concluding, hate or love?

This might be rightly applied to seekers who engage vs those who dismiss and display a know-it-all apathy. Yet, to the call-myself a full-on follower, this translates into what to do about the; ‘world, flesh and devil’?

Answer: Simultaneously go-dead to and get live and loved-up to the uttermost and with the One.

Emperor’s cult and the worship of the Greek goddess Artemis in Ephesus parallels today with the cult of Govt/Corporate combined = fascismedia (new wd). Not this, or that in it – but the comprehensive shebang. The only argument against this, would suggest there’s no cult or emperor today. By definition, this prophetic application, cannot be disseminated out.

Pollution and ambivalence? This is the cult of fascismedia’s main aim. No upset, no care, “nothing changes/nothing can/nothin...”

Go ye quietly into the shelters, while the false-hoxy displays are faked-up and the revealing of the gods of the new age order will come to ‘save’.

‘Whom the gods would destroy they first make mad’ – How about ‘...first make safe’.

This the beast.

The ‘devil’s trick’ isn’t anonymity. No persuasion needed. The move is for pure unadulterated ambivalence. Pollution’s purpose. And so may I/we WAKE up out this slumber. Mr and Mrs. Know-it-all and put myself, too often in this fog.

God the resurrector. Jesus Christ is and the one and only. Calling “here I am” – pray so, even through blabby me. To me. To God/from God.

Peace