It looks like Voat may have to close.
I just wanted to put down in words how I feel about Voat possibly closing. I'm ambivalent and there's a part of me that is thankful because these past 6 months have been exhausting. I am maxed out emotionally. I came here last November. My cup was nearly empty. What is hard difficult for me to understand is why today that same cup is full to overflowing. I didn't expect that. This story as bad as it is has brought me a lot closer to God. I questioned my faith in the past. But after this my faith is the hardest of diamonds. That's the consolation for me.
I can move on because this story isn't about Religion. This story is about Good vs Evil. Everyone will have a different take based on their own Spirituality. For me I find faith in, hold your scorn, Jesus Christ. The King of Kings allowed me to countenance this and still keep my sanity. But this is not about Religion. This is about Spirituality. Religion is for those who don't want to go to Hell. Spirituality is for those who've already been there.
What breaks my heart now is to think of what may be next. That's another reason I kinda look forward to Voat shutting down. I need to move on with my life. I can't be so close to this thing when the King of Kings clears His throat. The Word of God can be as terrifying as It is beautiful. This story can't be stopped. The Good Sheppard doesn't suffer fools gladly. He has been known in the past to unleash grievous chastisements on many an evil man who conspires to harm His precious flock of penitent and defenseless souls*.
The meek shall inherit the Earth. .......I don't think these people got the memo.
"*" Please note the presence of children in the referenced painting. Then watch this clip.
Please realize I don't condone violence. I think the fastest way the Deep State comes down is through NON-violence. And I know Quentin Tarantino wrote half the quote himself. I'm thinking here of the other half that God wrote. And I know God said "Vengeance Is Mine". It's just my mind does wander at times. I think of the Brownstone Operations and getting poor kids of every race hooked on Opiates. I think of organ harvesters. I ask if these men and women are guilty then they are evil and wicked and therefor Ezekiel 25:17 finds purchase. Only then do I try to visualize what exactly did God mean in Ezekiel 25:17. And the first thing that comes to mind is Samuel L. Jackson in Pulp Fiction.
Ezekiel 25:17: And I will execute great vengeance upon them with furious rebukes; and they shall know that I am the LORD, when I shall lay my vengeance upon them.
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Ezekiel is potent truth but it's confusing at the same time. How can a loving God be so mean. It's hard to find reason in that fact. The only thing that makes sense is the fact we are all sinners after all. And the only way I can see the perps in this sordid tail making it through is for them to get right with God. Only God can forgive sins. And only God can provide you unconditional love at all times........no matter what.
The problem with Humanity is the humans. We are all far from perfect and that fact is viciously demonstrated all day every day. How far we are from perfection is hard to tell. I know everyone's different. Some are kinda close. Others aren't even in the same ball park and they scare us.
They were all in love with dying and they were drinkin' from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain
Butthole Surfers - Pepper
Mikey got with Sharon, Sharon got Sheriee
She was sharin' Sharon's outlook on the topic of disease
Mikey had a facial scar and Bobby was a racist
They were all in love dying they were doin' it in Texas
Tommy played piano like a kid out in the rain then he lost his leg in Dallas he was dancin' with the train
They were all in love with dying they were drinkin' from a fountain
That is pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugar and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes
Another Mikey took a knife while arguing in traffic
Flipper died a natural death he caught a nasty virus
Then there was the ever-present football player rapist they were all in love with dying they were doin' it in Texas
Holly caught a bullet but it only hit his leg
While it should have been a better shot he got him in the head
They were all in love with dying they were drinkin' from a fountain
That was pouring like an avalanche coming down the mountain
I don't mind the sun sometimes the images it shows
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugar and softly spoken lies
You never know just how you look through other people's eyes
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FOOTNOTE:
"**" There are people in this story who are about to get a lot closer to God. And hopefully that's not literally closer because suicide is a sin. The closer to God we're talking about is the fact there are no atheists in a fox-hole and the perps stopped going to church a long time ago. They'll be in need of salvation in short order because they've got the biggest artillery barrage in American History aimed right at their heads.
Given that fact and since past in prologue you don't have to look too far back in American History to realize we've seen this movie before. And within that version of a seemingly perpetual shit show a one Charles "Chuck" Colson figured prominently. So prominently his story could be one of the missing puzzle pieces that might allow us to finish this chapter with our sanity intact.
Chuck Colson's story could be that ray of light after some "persons of interest" get their light fixtures blown out and are looking for replacements. Chuck Colson was the first man down the last time this happened. And I'd bet his story may help birth a few new Chuck Colsons in the coming months and years.
Chuck Colson and I went to the same college albeit many years apart. I first learned about Chuck Colson and his story around 1990 when I was still in college and saw Oliver Stone's film JFK. The film itself was so well made and brought up themes of such consequence it was all I could think about for months. My fascination with that story quickly grew to fascination about that entire period in American History. Learning about it became a compulsion. I devoured everything I could find.
Chuck's name comes up not infrequently and my first opinion of Chuck Colson was pure disgust. I considered writing a letter to the school's alumni magazine just so I could smear his name. You've got to remember at that time in my life I was an atheist and God did not exist. Therefor it was not possible that Chuck Colson could have atoned for his sins and have been forgiven. What's "atonement" anyway. Oh yeah, it's that thing Marx and Lenin talked about when explaining how the working class gets forcefully addicted to religion in order to keep them quiet.
So lets just say I was full of hubris in those days and that justified me being livid. In fact it was kind of fun getting that angry. I struggle with that addiction to this day. Just look how rip shit I got these past 6 months here. Back then I was angry at Chuck Colson for being such a willing participant in a system that was so morally and ethically wrong no one who had graduated from the university we went to would have any problem in understanding that fact. Deep down I suspected Chuck Colson knew that too and was miserable accordingly and that made me smile. I knew deep down inside Chuck Colson must have been hurting like no one could believe.
Only later after I had graduated did I learn of the repentant Chuck Colson). I read what he did after he got out of prison and it moved me greatly. I was an Atheist up until then and around the time I'd heard of his ministry I had started my own mental and physical extended vacation in Hell. I was never incarcerated like Chuck was but I can guarantee you I had hit a bottom somewhere in the same zip code of what Chuck had experienced. Occasionally as I peered up from a bottomless pit I'd think of Chuck Colson offering his hand to help me out. I never took it. I had more digging to do. I had been cursed with the disease of alcoholism from both grandfathers and my father. There was a time a 1/5th of Scotch seemed as wholesome as a 1/5th of milk. And they went down about the same. Alcohol ruled my life. It hit me coming and going. Losing my Atheism and accepting a loving God was the only way I made it back to sanity alive and in one piece.
I never thought Chuck Colson would feature so prominently at such hard corners in my life. All I can say at this point is things like this make me wonder how much of our lives are planned out long before we ever get there. And I have a sneaky suspicion Chuck Colson may be looking down at me as I write this. If you are Chuck thank you for your story and thank you for your ministry. You are proof God forgives and will let us back in the fold at any time. All we have to do is stop digging and throw in the towel.