Previous William Thomas Sherman Info Page postings, quotes, observations, etc.
...But, generally speaking, dreams will be under control of a man's will, if they be capable of direction at all; for we must not examine what opinion on the one hand, and superstition on the other, have to prescribe for the treatment of dreams, in the matter of distinguishing and modifying different sorts of food..
~ Tertullian (c.160–220 AD), Treatise on the Soul
In this life, a thing is not merely what it is, but as much or more so how it is interpreted. And it is not at all unusual for someone or something to be mistaken (understandably or no) for what it is not. Happens all the time.
They will save and look after us, they said, but, so it is understood, without answering (much) to real honesty or consistent logic. And after all, who needs honesty and logic when you have a magic ghost to take their place? This is one of the big problems with using the authority of ghosts as a standard of judgment.
Besides who needs honest truth, they say, if most everyone is got to agree with us? And yet how are everyone got to agree? In practice, through crowd manipulation, fear, bribery, deception, and various forms of mental and moral imposture and degradation - not fair, impartial, just and rational discourse.
Yes, they condemn and complain about what is wrong or supposedly wrong. But do they really love as much as they condemn and they complain? Seems to me rather that they are as often as not hypocrites merely working for someone far worse than the ones they criticize.
The cross means:
a) love sacrificing itself for another.
b) this is the best thing (or person) in the world: because this is what the most rank evil person does to those he most envies, and who by this uttermost form of cruelty testifies to the high value of his victim. Else why would he go to such lengths?
We never would want to put someone down because they feel bad about being disliked or rejected. That they feel badly for that reason is nothing they should be scorned for or themselves ashamed about (necessarily.) So that is not the problem. The problem rather and however is if they are (literally) violent about it. That's when we start having a serious problem.
You no doubt wonder, indeed are stupefied, at his sway, power, privilege,and having things his way so much. But understand, Mysterion would not have such but that he is, after all and in effect, elected to that position of incomprehensible power. He could be removed by the same process except that people are generally so dumb, cowardly, and irrational, that they allow him to go on bullying, cheating and deceiving, and but for his bullying, cheating and tricking people he would otherwise never be elected. His power thus is necessarily founded to a very large degree on such people.
In sum and if you knew the truth, he is really not of himself so great an individual, or so winning a personality, as you perhaps have been led to believe.
But then there are those who would say he is justified or even appointed by God, for that matter. Yet if so, why would someone so justified need to hide so much?
Interestingly the late-great (in 2007) ties the proliferation of graffiti with gangsta-hip hop, and treats them as if they were merely spontaneous byproducts of social unrest. But this is only part of the story; for the two are deliberately funded and sponsored by certain parties with enough money to fund such chaos-engendering and destabilizing phenomena on a widespread basis -- and, that is, and among other projects of theirs with that subsidized intent.
["SKY SUNLIGHT SAXON of The Seeds interview for Fuzzfest in Portland, OR"]
...As for all other oracles, at which no one ever dreams, what else must we declare concerning them, than that they are the diabolical contrivance of those spirits who even at that time dwelt in the eminent persons themselves, or aimed at reviving the memory of them as the mere stage of their evil purposes, going so far as to counterfeit a divine power under their shape and form, and, with equal persistence in evil, deceiving men by their very boons of remedies, warnings, and forecasts— the only effect of which was to injure their victims the more they helped them; while the means whereby they rendered the help withdrew them from all search after the true God, by insinuating into their minds ideas of the false one? And of course so pernicious an influence as this is not shut up nor limited within the boundaries of shrines and temples: it roams abroad, it flies through the air, and all the while is free and unchecked. So that nobody can doubt that our very homes lie open to these diabolical spirits, who beset their human prey with their fantasies not only in their chapels but also in their chambers.
~ Tertullian (c.160–220 AD), Treatise on the Soul
Yes, summon Ty Cobb to play in the World Series, only please don't have him sing in the Metropolitan Opera. That is, of course, each person or thing should be in their proper place. At least if they have a proper place, and if they don't yet have one, teach or let them learn how to be a good spectator or audience first.
Nothing so blatantly ruins or detracts from the heart and spirit (and in turn arts and music in their various forms), than an obsessive preoccupation with money and worldly success. Yet many would have you believe that if there is not big money in or going into whatever it is, it cannot possibly be any good. This mentality along with the shutting down of free and fair competition by organized crime, I humbly submit, is one of the reason why culture, at large and generally, has gone, lavishly no less, to the junk in recent decades and people notwithstanding continue kidding themselves otherwise. In fact much of this same problem and attitude stems from persons who indeed hate heart and spirit (and all good art and music), and this in the service of that munificent benefactor, you guessed it, lord Mysterion. As someone once said, you cannot serve God and Mammon. And if this is too much, the least one could do is show some modesty and restraint in their avarice, tempered by a healthy respect for sportsman like honesty and fair play.
Every and any thing or event has its own "finger-print," so to speak;" just as all persons literally do; so that there is nothing on some level that is not inimitably unique. (Or so it could be reasonably maintained.) This is perhaps all the more true of people and animals, and even plants as well, because they all - if given the chance - are capable of manifesting some form of joy and wonder, albeit fleeting.
Homer's, Vergil's, et al., is the idealized version of what happened, and for that reason, and since he did so well with the subject, can be allowed a few flaws in the small details and unobtrusive historical inaccuracies (but not too many.)
Remember - true poetry (at its heart) is music; so it always helps to improve in that department.
["How To Sing Any Song - Voice Lessons - Ken Tamplin Vocal Academy"]
With Jackie Paper, Pete, and Beanie that, by my count, would make at least three of them.
["Peter Paul & Mary - Puff The Magic Dragon (with Lyrics)" - with pictures by ♫♪♥○MiraCulAko○♥♪♫]
Even though I still can't get him to stop following me around, he hides and refuses to openly identify himself or meet me in the open. To speak truly, I have no doubt he must be one of the most vicious, duplicitous, and rightly hated persons there ever was. Yet despite this, he and others think him superior and that he knows better.
"By hounding, torturing, vandalizing, hacking, and doing things to people I will gain the advantage," says he, "and it will help ME, and not YOU -- muuhh!!!! [i.e., so there!]"
"Enough!," I cried.
"I do things MY way, not YOUR way!"
All of which reminds us that an intelligent person trusts someone who is honest, compassionate and courageous. A fool, on the other hand, trusts someone who SEEMS wise and is powerful. So that at the very least and despite his penchant for anonymity, it can be said of him that he has followers of his own; indeed some of whom are considered quite respectable.
As raised, they were far from being properly educated, loved or cared for. So, not so very surprisingly, when they worked the minimum wage job at the fast food restaurant, they provided less desirable service and less than delectable repast. In consequence of which they now are roundly cursed and despised on Yelp.
Let us therefore first discuss the question of sleep, and afterwards in what way the soul encounters death. Now sleep is certainly not a supernatural thing, as some philosophers will have it be, when they suppose it to be the result of causes which appear to be above nature. The Stoics affirm sleep to be “a temporary suspension of the activity of the senses;” the Epicureans define it as an intermission of the animal spirit; Anaxagoras and Xenophanes as a weariness of the same; Empedocles and Parmenides as a cooling down thereof; Strato as a separation of the (soul's) connatural spirit; Democritus as the soul's indigence; Aristotle as the interruption of the heat around the heart. As for myself, I can safely say that I have never slept in such a way as to discover even a single one of these conditions. Indeed, we cannot possibly believe that sleep is a weariness; it is rather the opposite, for it undoubtedly removes weariness, and a person is refreshed by sleep instead of being fatigued. Besides, sleep is not always the result of fatigue; and even when it is, the fatigue continues no longer.
... For the soul, as being always in motion, and always active, never succumbs to rest—a condition which is alien to immortality: for nothing immortal admits any end to its operation; but sleep is an end of operation. It is indeed on the body, which is subject to mortality, and on the body alone, that sleep graciously bestows a cessation from work...
...If you only regard it as the image of death, you initiate faith, you nourish hope, you learn both how to die and how to live, you learn watchfulness, even while you sleep.
~ Tertullian (c.160–220 AD), Treatise on the Soul