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Welcome to The Clergy Project

Are you a religious professional who no longer 
believes in the supernatural? 

Have you remained in vocational ministry, 
secretly hiding away your non-belief?

Are you struggling over where to go from here 
with your life and career?

 

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—to what is an indictment on Freedom. No?

Recent blogscussions led to confirmation of my belief that all is shadow, image, illusion; especially in The Land Of The Free (and anywhere else that claims Truth, Justice, Religion, and Freedom as a way of life).

SO CUT TO THE CHASE

or:  does Freedom really work both ways?

You are free to believe in whatever you wish* … which must necessarily include the freedom to hire or fire whomsoever you wish. And if you wish to surround yourself with religion-spouting holey Joes of your own ilk, so be it.

If thou don’t hath that freedom

—thou ain’t free.

Now, going back to the Project—they got it in one with that single all-damning word ‘professional’.

Honesty … I love it! Religion as a career choice, a money-making option; complete with dedicated colleges and universities**.  If you’re going to do it, why not go whole hog as a proper professional? Get the quals?

So your ‘call’ (vocation) becomes stripped down to its essence. Every gesture, every word of the more successful Bible sellers is/are coldly dissected and dispassionately analysed, then rebuilt into instructional courses in technique and method. Cold and hard, but ohhhhhh … so professional. Boom boom~! Jesus would indeed be proud, no?

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is wordages twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools—and a damned fine living for the true professional.

SO IF YOU’RE MAKING YOUR BUCK

and getting a return on your professional investment… why the hell give it up? I just don’t understand … or (horrors!) did you really (actually) believe all that stuff, once?

Naaaaahhhh …

Ol’ Satan has sunk His claws into you. Gotta be that … no-one in his right mind kills the golden goose. Eat its eggs, yes (and they make endless damned fine omelettes) but not the goose itself~! That’s stupidity. So it’s Satan, then, it has to be … either that or you are a dupe.

Were a dupe.

Have been duped … and made a living out of duping others. Feel good, now?

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I, the Lord your god … am a jealous god …

 

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God is alive and well — and recruiting. Join up! Save souls!

(And a great pension scheme—just don’t expect assistance if you burn out … Go to hell, you bloody turncoat!)

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* So long as no-one gets hurt, dammit. (Take note, Christians and Islamics: no more stakes, no more sanctioned rapings, no more sanctioned enslavings, no more holy stonings …)

** And for all I know, a sound pension scheme—possibly with stock options.

EVER A SUCKER

and

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I present: (SFX:drumroll, please):  Argus  ——>

So, now we know me: good looking but a bit gullible. Anyway, on with the show.

YEARS AGO I

had read good guff about the hippy outfit at Findhorn, fifty-pound cabbages and other great stuff. Impressed by what I’d imbibed I took The Spouse along to visit when we were in Scotland in the early nineties. Alas, the hippies were gone. True, someone was still living in the house made of old whiskey barrels so it wasn’t entirely a wasted trip. And I was shown the site of the fifty pound cabbage—apparently very much a ‘oncer’. (It turned out that that ‘oncer’ had been born and raised in what’d been a composting heap for generations.)(They never did it again …)

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Yes, there was indeed an almost magical quality in the air itself. Perhaps I’d been standing too close to the old barrel house—but Scotland can do that to you.

MOVING ON

I’m still a sucker for a good optimism. Hence my constant delving into and reading up on stuff withs an oddly familiar ring to it—

“…works wonders on exhausted soil, reintroducing long-lost minerals and resulting in vegetables so big they would struggle for space on the average supermarket shelf…”

—triggered by first reading up on New Zealand’s very own guru, one Wally Richards from whom I’ve purchased in the past. A kind of homegrown homely type who makes you think of benevolent uncles, pipes and slippers. He’s also widely syndicated with gardening good advice and flogs a line of helpful stuff.

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Used by ol’ Wally (and a young couple in Scotland) that our modern soils have been sucked lifeless by many generations of takers. Time to put back, they say.

So now I’m running around in small circles unable to choose which of many bright paths to follow.

How did I get to here? By reading about ‘terra preta’ and the Amazon, that’s how.

I’m very much into ‘the ancients’ and their long lost knowledges. I blame ol’ Percy Fawcett whose book ‘Exploration Fawcett’ is still irresistible (a word of advice: don’t go there).

AND NOW

I’m tracking down a good source of inexpensive ‘rock dust’. Gotta be volcanic rock, they say, by which I think they mean non-sedimentary.

I also like the ‘sea solids’, so if my garden survives ministrations based on these I should be in line for (at least~!) sixty-pound cabbages. (Or a good growling from a sometimes exasperated Spouse …)

I BLAME MY SCHOOLING

and my gullibility. I was told at school that after the Romans delendoed old Carthage they enthusiastically sowed the fields with salt “so that nothing will ever grow here again”.

With this thought in mind I sowed my own gravel driveway with salt last winter. And last summer I had a truly bumper crop of weeds.dragons17

So perhaps it may be true what they say about ‘sea solids’ … and now I find that if I gallop down to Gemstone Beach and score a couple of buckets of fresh seawater, I can dilute it to one part in a hundred and use it as a superlative fertiliser. Brrr.

It’s not easy being a Crank, you know.

First requirement:

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you have to be an indefatigable optimist

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Read more at: http://www.scotsman.com/news/between-a-rock-and-a-bumper-crop-1-1298490

 

FURTHERMORE, ON

UTTER NUTTERS Bovine-excrement-meter-animation

I now offer you this lot from folks—

Conspiracy theorists around the world are claiming that a planet will collide with Earth this September – and that the coming solar eclipse will signal the apocalypse’s beginning.

David Meade, author of ‘Planet X – The 2017 Arrival’, asserts the planet Nibiru (also known as Planet X) will crash into our own on 23 September 2017.

Although scientists deny the planet’s existence, Meade is convinced he is right after finding bible passages to support his claims …

—from folks, note, who without authorisation, certification, or any proper form of accreditation are claiming to be ‘Conspiracy Theorists’. Not good.

As a genuine CT I take offence—they should at least be properly certified. No?

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A Nibiru smiting the Earth and cataclysmising it

BUT WAIT

buy now and you get this extra for free:

Meade told The Daily Star earlier this month: “The Great American Eclipse of August 21, 2017, is a major – huge – harbinger.”

The conspiracy theorist points to warnings in the Old Testament book of Isaiah: “See, the Day of the Lord is coming – a cruel day, with wrath and fierce anger – to make the land desolate and destroy the sinners within it.

Eek~! By definition I’m a sinner!*

“The Stars of Heaven and their constellations will not show their light. The rising Sun will be darkened and the Moon will not give its light.”

To read quotes at source:  CLICK HERE  

 

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* I’m human—sort of—and I breathe. (Yup! I qualify.)

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“MAY THE POWER OF CHRIST

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—uniformed con-man in the Reese Witherspoon movie ‘Just Like Heaven’. He kept saying it, waving his holy brush and desperately sloshing sacred water all over the place, getting more and more desperate with every failful attempt.

SO?

So run your peepers over this wee lot—

Texas megachurch pastor Robert Jeffress, one of President Donald Trump’s evangelical advisers  … released a statement saying the president has the moral authority to take out North Korean leader Kim Jong Un.

“When it comes to how we should deal with evil doers, the Bible, in the book of Romans, is very clear: God has endowed rulers full power to use whatever means necessary – including war – to stop evil,” Jeffress said. “In the case of North Korea, God has given Trump authority to take out Kim Jong Un.”

Oh, wow.

Eeek, too.

Jeffress said in a phone interview that he was prompted to make the statement after Trump said that if North Korea’s threats to the United States continue, Pyongyang will be “met with fire and fury like the world has never seen.”

That makes me feel ever so good. With God on my side, I shall fear no evil—for then I am with the most evil son-of-a-bitch in the universe.

But still I has me qualms …

The biblical passage Romans 13 gives the government authority to deal with evildoers …  “That gives the government to the authority to do whatever, whether it’s assassination, capital punishment or evil punishment to quell the actions of evildoers like Kim Jong Un,” he said.

’nuff said. Twitch twitch

Back to the ol’ rum bottle and damn the torpedoes: “Bring aft the rum, Darbs!” Actually ol’ Darbs makes better sense than any US President in recent years (other than the one they popped off that time) (for making sense).

But wait, it gets even better—

… Romans 12, which says, “Do not repay evil for evil,” but Jeffress says that that passage is referring to Christians, not to the government.

“A Christian writer asked me, ‘Don’t you want the president to embody the Sermon on the Mount?'” he said, referring to Jesus’ famous sermon. “I said absolutely not.”

How can you help but love these wee scamps?

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for link to source article—click the smug salivating salvation expert above

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AS

PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED

in these despatches …

 

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now explained: could some folks have had more knowledge than others? By viewing that ‘Station’ above, are we eavesdropping on a private conversation? 

A wee bit, perhaps …

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… make of it what we you may.

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WHY NOT,

I SAY …   dodo

push the limits? Who dictates that we must stay within the square, hmm? But we do. We’re good, we do as instructed by our betters—especially those licensed to be ‘authoritative’; like (say) those who dictate (say) the ‘age’ of the Great Pyramid in Egypt. And function, meaning purpose—damned thing is just a tomb for an obvious megalomanic narcissist*?

BUT AS A SELF-CONFESSED

nutcase I can get away with asking dum questions.

I ASK BY PRESENTING

information for others to think about. And this is important, I want to trigger neither gasps of admiration nor reflex snorts of disbelief; I just want to get people to think.

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A pretty wee bracelet, hmm? Here, have another beak at it …

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… click on any pic for source.

AND SIMILAR

at the other end of the globe we now have people doubting the Gospel of the Amazon.

Just a few but it’s coming. Give it wings …

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If you enjoyed (?) that article then you may like to Google ‘terra preta’ and see if you can’t work the results into a growing picture of some kind.

AND BLENDING DISPARATES

into one, a final question: how come some ancient Egyptian mummies hold traces of cannabis and nicotine?

Brrrrr …

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* But let us not mention that no corpus deceasedus was ever found in the GP of E. Neither was any manner of epitaph other than one daub tucked away far far far out of sight, commonly believed a forgery.

 

 

WHY NOT,

I SAY …   dodo

push the limits? Who dictates that we must stay within the square, hmm? But we do. We’re good, we do as instructed by our elders and betters—especially those licensed to be ‘authoritative’; like (say) the nice experts who dictate facts such as the age of (say) the Great Pyramid in Egypt. Age, and function, and by function I mean its purpose—damned thing was thrown up to be a tomb for an obvious megalomanic narcissist*.

BUT AS A SELF-CONFESSED

nutcase I can get away with asking dum questions.(I rarely get satisfactory answers but I do like to ask).

I ASK BY PRESENTING

information for others to think about. Think, I said—and this is important, I want desperately to trigger neither gasps of admiration nor snorts of (blanket) disbelief; I just want to get people to think**.

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A pretty wee bracelet, hmm? Here, have another beak at it …

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… click on any pic to be taken to the source.

AND IN A SIMILAR VEIN

at the other end of the globe we now have people doubting the Gospel of the Amazon.

Just a few, yet, but it’s coming. Give it wings …

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If you enjoyed (?) that article—I haven’t a clue about the writers (yet)—then you may like to Google the term ‘terra preta’ and see if you can’t work the results into a growing picture of some kind.

AND BLENDING DISPARATE STUFFS

into one, a final question: how come some ancient Egyptian mummies have traces of cannabis and nicotine in them …

Brrrrr …

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* But let us not mention that no corpus deceasedus was ever found in the GP of E, neither was any manner of valediction (or even signature) other than one wee daub tucked away far far far far out of anyone’s expectable sight we don’t want to embarrass any educated conclusions (or ‘facts’) now, do we?

** Okay, possibly some of my sources may be less than state-of-the-art … but for thinkers this can’t be too much of a problem, no?