OMG, I fell for it again… The first time I landed over at blogs4brownback.wordpress.com it was to read the now infamous heliocentrism post. On the initial pass, I laughed. That is until I realized Sisyphus was serious. I truly thought it was a spoof, at first.
This time, in my ongoing search for ideas for my novels, it was the reference to angels that caught my eye and made me click the link that led to this on a supposed energy-generating device that defies the Second Law of Thermodynamics. (Note: the italics are mine)
“Magnetics are powered by the motions of electrons. Electrons, as we know, are angels performing God’s work. The power of angels can supply us with infinite, unlimited power, if we as a society are willing to cast aside the mendacity and the mythology of the “scientific” community, and place our trust in the Lord.
Angel power will support our society for as long as we remain united, Christian, free, and true. Angel power is there, for a Christian nation of patriots with the will to reach for it.“
Well, I guess I’ll just go thank my angels for performing “God’s work” of miraculously solving the power woes of a society that knows no energy self-control.
You know, it’s funny. My angels aren’t particularly Christian, or anything else for that matter, and they don’t seem much interested in perpetuating such nonsense. Hmmm, must be a different bunch flitting around as electrons than those at the outer reaches of Reshet. Good Lord, at least I have enough sense to call mine fiction…
Well if Sisyphus turns out to be right, you’ll be laughing out of the other side of your face.
I must admit to being suspicious of anything coming from drunken Irish lads, but if this could free us from the need for mideast and Venezuelan oil, we’ll all be blessed.
Thank G-d for angels.
I guess I’m just really on a tear tonight. Must be the hormones. >-( That, and I just finished reading Dr. Edgar Mitchell’s book, “The Way of the Explorer: An Apollo Astronaut’s Journey Through the Material and Mystical Worlds.”
Now there’s a really good read by someone who saw this little planet with his feet planted on the powdery gray surface of the Moon and returned to conduct years of careful inquiry into consciousness and the nature of humanity. He asks questions and explores areas that most scientists refuse to even acknowledge and most religious people turn away from. He is a courageous, insightful, and deeply spiritual (in the truest sense of the word) man, who dares to blaze a path far beyond what the dogmatists in either camp will even consider. And he does so with reason and evenhandedness, always leaving the door open to newer and better information. His sincerity and solid scientific credentials are admirable and his arguments thought-provoking, whatever one might ultimately decide about his conclusions.
Our early forbears had few tools and precious little evidence to go on, so I guess mythology had to suffice. It makes little sense to continue to hold on to that when hundreds of years of experiment and observation contradict those views. It’s easy to forget sometimes the speed at which the world has changed. That obviously unsettles many people and causes them to retreat into whatever gives them a sense of comfort and safety.
To hide our eyes from the realities of our global situation and expect whatever our particular cultural version of Big Daddy in the Sky – whether directly or through the agency or artifice of angels or saviors – to rescue us from ourselves is both irresponsible and foolhardy. There is little to be gained from such ethnocentrism, and much to lose.
Oh, and BTW, I’m more than a little bit Irish so watch the drunken lads prejudice and it peeves me no end when Christians take up orthodox Jewish affectations like omitting vowels, thinking it’s somehow holier than using plain English.
Now that I’ve finished venting, I’m going to go meditate on the poster I have of the Earth as seen from space. I need to practice what I preach after that little outburst. May we all be blessed by realizing our common humanity and our universal hunger to create a sense of meaning. And as the angels I prefer to hang out with in my imagination greet one another, “Father, Brother, Son,” and “Mother, Sister, Daughter.” We are all relations.