An Endurable Philosophy of Time Travel

Every living creature on earth dies alone. -Roberta Sparrow

Eeny, meeny, miny, moe is a documentary for the fallacy of representative government.

Politics is like watching your neighbor crap his dog in another neighbor's yard and saying to yourself: If only someone would do something about that?! Knowing that, if it was your yard, the only one to pick it up is you.

According to google, 79% of the U.S. population received a warp speed vaccination. That's enough reason for dictionary definitions of mind to include words like: obey, concern, distress, annoyance and anxiety...

Faith, in contrast, argues that time, as in lifetime, is a suppression of consciousness to the eternal divine Now of creation, a worldly exchange for the arbitrary timeline imposed by mind. Job's poetry begged: Am I a sea or a whale? because there seems no earthbound  choice but accepting both sides of every Why.

Most of us live long enough to see many things born, grow, and die. True hearts bearing witness develop perspective, a spectrum of parallel line emanations that begins seeking absolutes, fixing time and mind as will for the battle between reason and injustice. By grace and not will the spectrum ends tracing a line to infinity. Our last and greatest (70x7, 70^7) emanations are those unbounded by the world's Pottery Barn rules and labels like MAGA, LGBTQ, patriot, liberal, bipolar or dumb money. The preacher in Ecclesiastes reminds us there are birds singing right outside the window. The preacher in the epistles of Paul reminds that interest is due on every debt obligation. Insanity lies in not finding the one voice behind it all is a miracle that was meant for you.