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    I hate civilization. When you have people, you get civilization. When you have civilization you get government, sociology, politics and religion.  All of which are detrimental to the human condition. From these developments come conditions. The more people the more conditions. The more conditions the more doctors with more cures, which never work in the long term and lead to psychopathy, neurosis, school shootings and gender dysphoria. God! I hate civilization!   Adam and Eve started naked. Anthropologists tell us that a monkey they call “Lucy” was the first humanoid woman and was probably the mother of us all. Now, as a disgraced Baptist I personally think Eve looked like Taylor Swift and Adam like Brad Pitt. The Bible tells us that Eve ate some forbidden fruit but I don’t think an apple was the core problem, if you pardon the pun. No, there were mushrooms growing on the north side of the tree and after Eve nibbled on that, well, that’s when the snake started talking.   Click me .

      I am not a personable person. I’m ugly, rude, and politically incorrect. But, as the Joe Walsh song says, “I can play that rock and roll.” Learning the chords to that song can take a lifetime, and there’s no guarantee of a hit.   My grandchildren are not a blessing. Not a day, or hour goes by that they don’t remind me that I’m an old man and all the problems in the family or for that matter, the world would just go away if I simply didn’t make it through the night.    I know you’re waiting for me to wring out my crying towel now. Well, reality check! I grew up so poor I thought the people on welfare had government jobs because they got a check every month. At three years old God decided to kill me so I got polio, encephalitis and a touch of malaria. I didn’t die so my legs got mashed off in a car crash and I still lived so I caught religion.    I graduated from Killeen High school in ‘69, which is as ignorant as you can be and they still let you drive a car by yourself. Texas was

  Matthew 6:33 But SEEK first the Kingdom of God and His RIGHTEOUSNESS, and ALL these things WILL be added to you. It seems as though everyone…at one time or, another…were always looking for that “Pot of Gold” at the end of every rainbow.  Sometimes folks would fall for those “Quick-Rich” schemes…promising wealth beyond measure…if you’ll only invest half of your life savings into this surefire way to build fortune and security within this devilish Pyramid scheme…and it’s leaders at the top of it. The problem with acquiring something from nothing…is you place all of your faith and trust into the Master of these opportunities of failure…the Devil himself. TRUST in the Promises of our Mighty God and His plans that He personally designed for YOUR life. Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the PLANS I have for you,” declares the Lord, “PLANS to PROSPER you and not to harm you, PLANS to give you HOPE and a FUTURE. Not only will He BLESS you with His abundant FAVOR…but He’ll also throw in a Rainbow for

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  If you want to confound an atheist, just ask him about three words. Before, Big, and Bang. The formidable Richard Dawkins himself found himself clueless when confronted with this. First, let’s define The Big Bang. The theory of this event is quite simple actually. In the beginning there was nothing. Then there was this explosion. Then there was something. Ear Splitting Shickle Boomer!   According to the logistics of this cosmic maneuver all that is or ever will be was compressed into a kernel the size of an atom. But I thought we began with an absolute zero. So, right away this begs the question, where’d the atom come from? And let’s define nothing. Inside this atom that we have yet to find the owner of, is everything. Uh, that includes space. There is a vast difference between nothing and space. Space can fill up nothing because space in and of itself is “something.” The very fact that the Hubble Telescope can see through “space” shows that it exists.   So we have to posit at least

    Long long ago, in a land far far away I was watching a commercial on TV. You remember TV. It sat in the former den where families would congregate and discuss, well, family things. With the advent of television such discussions were surrendered to the production of a world beyond the den. Anyway, the method devised to allow this medium to be free was known as the commercial. Every fifteen minutes a commercial would tell us all about something we’d never heard of the day before that after the commercial we couldn’t live without. Ronco comes to mind. Cutting an onion with a steel knife was so last year when you could mince the onion with a simple slap of the wrist. And it, and practically all new improvements to the human condition were made out of plastic!   Plastic could be incorporated into anything. From a veggie cutter to a life-sized Barbie should you get lonely. And it was totally safe! And cheap. No anvil needed. Just pour the soup in a mold and voila! A fully functioning Mic