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As the billionaires flex their power to censor the Internet, our strategy is two-fold. First is the issue of technology. They can hinder the masses, but they can’t stop everyone. More precisely, the cost of blocking the masses is relatively … Continue reading
(This is a cross-post from my other blog.) A fundamental element in my personal sense of calling is putting the gospel message in reach of everyone. There are plenty of good servants of God who helped me along the way; … Continue reading
Let’s compare notes. We were told the other day that Jeff Epstein committed suicide in his prison cell. I’ve examined the news photo of the body being wheeled out on a gurney, and it’s not Epstein. The facial profile, and … Continue reading
There is no room for anything resembling democracy in the Bible. There’s a reason for that: You cannot know God or His Son without first acknowledging Him as your feudal master. That’s the essential entry point into faith. The revelation … Continue reading
The author of this blog remains primarily an advocate for Christian Mysticism. However, this blog is no longer dedicated to that message. Instead, I write here mostly about the means of that message — the technology of the Internet. I … Continue reading
Sometimes you have to state the obvious. It gets like that when too many people are chasing outright fantasies. Human nature is fallen; it cannot be amended. The only hope you have in dealing with humanity at large is to … Continue reading