Justice is a thumb to seal evidence, Modernity’s justice is social weight considered greater evidence.

The day has been wonderful so far, the things in the world have become more and more entertaining and I have found great fun in the things the world finds in its own view of truth. When the reality is too scary and devolves ideas into simple concepts so the masses can consume it and the excrement produced is reused to feed the masses again. It is a way to have the masses stay sick enough in mind to have the cure being the very excrement just reshaped into the mindscape of what is needed. Very human centipede in the concept of refuse being reused but it is a willing feast.

I do think this image is the best way I can put it, how sickened we have gotten to the point we might as be eating crap in the form of information. No longer is the things we wish to know true but in the truth of others who chose what to show and how to show it. A great sword can be shown to cut a child in half from one angle, yet another shows the child being held by a father as he is being knighted for saving the child who is a prince of nations. We see things as we are told now and refuse to even try to look beyond what the car sales man says, I rather see the things behind him in the horror of the truth then the comforted pillows of lies.

So I am happy to be here and reading books of the past and have them put out into the world with my simple voice giving birth to a world that only exist in the mind of the listens and readers. With times as they are the books are more peace then the ones who call themselves peace makers. Thinking this way I am just happy to be bound to paper and word then the causality of modernity. It is a great life to be one more devout to nature then the nature of mankind. We have failed the basic laws of life and now wish to take life in the failure of this basic law of life. How wonderfully sickening as we want to have things that make us matter but will kill others to take that title. “We matter as we are the ones who say we matter” is the god complex thing I have heard in a while.

But I am a ginger who is trying to live in this crazy world. What do I know.

Until Later

Much Love

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.