Theology of Race and Hate

RACE AND HATE

 

God doesn’t care what color a person’s skin is, just who the heck do we think we are, do we think we are smarter than God? Racism is stupid and evil, so is hate, so is violence. Humans are so ignorant and so evil, it is sad. Truth will not be tolerated in our country because the tail is waging the dog. The 1% who control the media and the politics in our country are simply evil and they are doing everything they can to promote their views upon the rest of the world. This morning on GMA there was an advertisement of a very young girl, a singer, who is going to be on their program soon. I guess she is popular and she is very pretty but what my wife and I noticed was in the advertisement she was trying to be as sexy as she possibly could be through all of her actions and movements, if you didn’t know she was a singer you might well think she was getting ready to do a strip show. Our society is in sad shape. If we don’t very soon start viewing the world through Jesus’s eyes and not through the eyes of our races this country is going to implode. The problem is we are to stupid as a Nation to change the evil path we are on. It is sad to me because I love this country, I love the land and I love all the people because I just don’t care what your skin color is and I pity those who do put color first in their lives. For people whose hearts are ruled by hate the Devil is waiting on you to come join him in his retirement pad. If your heart is filled with hate you are already walking with him now hand in hand to your eternal home. I only feel sorrow for you, not hatred. I just ask all people to please, consider our ways before it is too late for our Country and for our own Soul.

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(Spiritual Philosophy Poem) What Is Truth

WHAT IS TRUTH

 

O Governor Pilate what a question you did ask the Lord, “what is truth”

Does it matter how pockets are filled of the eyebrows raised so high

Human circumstances sometimes run on a foggy blade of a seeded lie

Do we choose to live and love or grow old and hate, what never was

What I might, I could have, maybe if I would have, now ancient times

 

From seed to egg the spark of life is breathed into the Soul of life

From the womb we’re ripped and beaten by such calloused hands

First slap of many, turns out childhood can be the house of the dead

Parents, teachers, do they really see or care about the little hearts

Abused, cursed and beaten such memories of ones childhood days

 

Why care how these lives turn out their nothing but poor trash anyhow

Yea the little mice grow up to be big vicious rats we justifiably lock away

Prisons, beaten, molested, hate filled abuse, training field for next go round

Adulthood the time you can revolt against all, but how we revolt, We choose

How we choose to reciprocate is the tale of the legacy that we leave behind

 

The beater so often suffered, yet chose to give out undeserved anger and hate

Why do the children of cheaters grow up to be so wise on how best to cheat

Turning to the good or to the bad, how does the raped become one who rapes

The people and the governments all filled with versions of what we say, Truth Is

Pilate had you waited for the answer, would you have believed Gods version anyway

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Philosophy Poem) Everyone Has To Matter, Or No one Matters At All

EVERYONE HAS TO MATTER, OR NO ONE MATTERS AT ALL

 

Do we think we are the only thing that is, that matters

Yet even the stars above us do not shine by their own glory

The world gives credit to more than just one land or tongue

With all the hard work we have endured others get the bounty

If we are true to ourselves and to God why should such matter

 

Is it possible for one to love others that our own eyes have not seen

How we seem to love to pose with a shiny stick with a camera on its end

Do real men abandon the Lady if she dare pee the wrong color on the stick

No one gives a damn about you kid, the nature of the words and songs heard

Takes a Village of Caring People, when the parents never cared nor ever will

 

Growing up is an icy fog trying to understand the hate we seem to generate

Beat a child they can grow to hate the beater, and the crowd who didn’t care

Fists and hearts grow callous in a home with no love, faith, or spiritual caring

Yet if we do not share discipline with love, it is a Monster we raise as Our Heir

No one can flee like a coward from the cross-hairs of a child’s hate, grown up

 

There are those that are raised in privilege, and those who were raised with none

So easy for the Ancient to teach their own hate, keep the children hungry and dumb

Hate everyone who worked to become, what they were to lazy themselves to be

Excited looking at oneself, O how piety reeks, smell the sulfur when you breathe

Sleep well till the Keys to Hell or the Strings of Harps jingle in our bedside dreams

Everyone has to matter to everyone before love, caring, and peace can forever reign

 

 

 

 

 

(Philosophy Poem) Forgiving Someone

FORGIVING SOMEONE

 

 

Forgive and forget from early age on

Isn’t this something we’re all taught

Breaking down kindness in your heart

Is it unrealistic what we were taught

Forgetting becomes easier as we age

 

 

Forgetting on purpose though difficult at the least

Like hitting your foot because you missed the sheath

Every time you remove your boot , you don’t forget

Forgetting where all the pieces of our heart fell

Forgetting, can we ever forgive if we can’t forget

Forgiving, is this even a natural human trait you think

 

 

Forgive someone who hurt us, like Hell we say, no way

How can one forgive if they still feel the pain in heart or skin

Forgiving ourselves of our own sins, is a good place to begin

Forgiveness requires the ability to relinquish the chain of hate

Forgive or forget, it is laid at the gate of our own heart everyday

(A Sad Reality Poem) Peace, No Peace—Ever

PEACE, NO PEACE—EVER

 

A rock to the head, the beginning of the listed dead

Once the sins had entered in blood stained Royal Red

Gentiles filled the world with hate, letting of innocent blood again and again

Kings and Peasants fight for food, land, and water rights to rewrite human truth

King against King, Nation against Nation, forever we Serfs and Pawn’s fight on

 

 

So much blood spilled in WW I, WW II, and now again in today’s WW III

Nation against Nation, Religion Sect against Religion Sect, the whirlwind begins

We hate, we slander, we rob, and we kill, all with a smile and a ‘Godly’ grin

Weekends we gather, say a little prayer or two and all our weekly sins forgive

 

Presidents of the U.S, Russia, and China, with noses stuck so high in the air

Little Tyrants, once fully played, swinging with their heels in the gallows air

Do you understand the Prophecies about what lies ahead or a mystery to you

There will be no peace ever as Civil War is raging throughout the Middle East

 

 

Upon all Western Shores the Spores of Hate has now been buried so deep

Our children we say we love so dear, their future days all filled with fear

Human Beings are so ignorant, so naive, we’re just putty in the Devils hands

So sad, no peace forever, we now live in the full-blown beginning of WW III

(Philosophy/Poem) Shame

Shame

 

Shame is there really such a thing as shame these days

Shame, do you haunt the door stoop of our innermost thoughts

History, ancient wisdom, flickers of light and dark, the Soul searches

Have we lived the memories that our dreams replay for us at night

 

 

Bloodletting, holding someones last breath in your hands, live or die

What do you say to the relatives of the ones that we killed tonight

Shame you now feel because you chose to take their child’s last breath

To act kindly is to play the role of a fool in the eyes of today’s morality

How much of our soul do we give up to live the life that we chose to live

 

 

Have we acted with dignity in the days that the Lord G-d has given us

Think of having to wear the guilt and the shame of a deserter’s last name

Or, of having your Dad be the town drunk and your Mom the County Whore

Shame, do we sicken ourself via the depression we have caused our children

 

 

Is Shame an inbred part of the fiber which makes up our bone, skin, and Soul

Are there things that we have done that we will carry the darkness to our grave

Just like pity, ignorance, love, anger, and hate is shame a balance for the Soul

The ability to feel shame should be part of every human’s life, but, is it really

(Philosophy/Poem) Hate

Hate

 

Friend, this I tell you, hate is an anguish if still possessed when old

Those of gray hair, their minds sinking deeper and deeper into despair

Caught up in the sad memories now in their life’s late evening air

They beat upon their chests praying toward God’s Throne on High

 

 

Convulsing their hate and their pain trying their best to not go insane

Their hearts and their Souls silently clinging to their historic acidic lies

Life is a balance beam, horizontally suspended in the air of life and time

To the Mercy Throne of God we should all our hearts and Souls lay bare

Grieving for our dead, the hurt causing us such pain, anger and despair

 

 

The touch of the Monuments, the Names, our fingers linger there

Our pain everlasting, how the hate lingers, our tears on the ground

For our loved one’s taken, our bodies crumble onto the hallow ground

Hate can explode ones heart or the brain if we cannot divorce it in time

Our loved ones will soon be laying our bones parallel, six feet down

 

(Philosophy/Poem) Anger

ANGER

 

O Anger, why do we hold onto the poison you are

Why do any of us allow you space in our heart

Why do we allow you a seat at our table of life

One cannot have both hate and love rule your Soul

 

 

Peace cannot rule us with a hidden dagger in hand

A stealthy dagger of the darkness is no ones friend

Love, cannot be pure with acid on your tongue

This acid, this burning of hate scars heart and Soul

 

 

Anger cannot hide from the eyes of the Prince of Peace

Anger, you are no one’s friend your just a snake trying to feast

You are a Python in the back streets of a polluted heart

Always seeking to constrict and crush all that is good in life

 

 

O Anger and Hate grow wings and fly

To the Gates of Hell whence you came

Anger, I give you no space in my life

Stay here old snake and of hunger you shall die

As ye hang upon your acidic hate filled vines

(Poem) Love And Kindness

 

 

What is within the heart of a man

Is it love and kindness, or hate hiding within

What is it that upon your heart is brand

Little grain of sand, are you animal or man

What is it you think that allows you stand

Is it love and kindness, is God’s Spirit within

 

Love and kindness, is it your true light

Or is it brimstone hiding behind a veil

What is hiding within your heart o man

Who does rule your soul from within

O love and kindness, are you my friend

Hate: Is It Ignorance Being Fulfilled?

 

This afternoon in London England there was another ‘terrorist incident’, this time just outside the entrance to their Parliament Building. The last I heard before I started this commentary there are four dead and about 20 wounded. One of the dead is the attacker, another is a Police Officer.  The other two dead people were killed by being driven over by the attacker. What a typical  example of ones hate being forced upon others lives. Folks, when a person chooses to murder someone, do you think they are doing this because they are ‘happy’ with the one they decide to kill? I tend to think, no, how about you? Killing other people, outside of contract obligations such as when you are in your Nation’s Military, or in the case of self-defence, murder is usually done through or because of hate. So, today the actions of one man ended the lives of three others and harmed and scarred many others. One man’s actions caused a lot of chain reactions not just in heroic goodness of some, but in the actions of the Press there in London informing we the people of the events, step by step. Yes they did a rather good job of informing me of the steps that (England’s) has in place that security protocol is designed to function within. In this case a person filled with hate could best figure out where to form a multi-tiered attack. Think of the pure hate concept of bringing an ambulance to a bomb or mass shooting location, filled with C-4 just so you can kill as many First Responders as you possibly can. Folks, this is not the way of a rational mind, nor of a God! It is not a mind filled with any form of morality, it is a mind filled with Evil, hate. When we humans decide to degrade other human beings to a ‘less than’ human status it becomes easier and easier to degrade, hurt or even kill them.

 

Friends this type of hate that we witnessed this afternoon in London is not just a hiccup in human history that we are living in, this is the reality for humans for ever more. Europe is being forced to deal with this hatred toward their own people and toward their own cultures. Here in the U.S. we have suffered several examples of hatred also toward our people and our chosen ways of life. Yet Europe and her people are a tender underbelly to a region full of hatred, for you and your way of life. I believe that the U.S. and all of the ‘America’s’ are just starting to see the damage caused by hatred. The olden days (our version of the good old days), they’re gone, they are not going to return, but why not? The answer is hatred folks. Hatred has a great helpmate which also causes so much heartache and that is ignorance. No one on this planet will ever have a totally unmonitored lifestyle again, nor will we ever be free of people hating you/us. Welcome to the new world everyone, the one filled with unending security measures brought on because of threats that are real or imagined. You see, fear caused by hatred can easily be  duplicated in the one who fears as a way to grow into another hate filled, ignorant, Satan serving beast. A person who is hate filled creates and early grave for themselves and those around them, and a footstool in Hell.