Blue and Yellow

 These colors make green.  Symbol of weal AND woe.

We think of green as calm, fertile, prolific.  There is a converse/obverse view.

In certain spiritual circles, green is the color of passion/jealousy.  Red, btw, is the color of calm.  Startling.  Green is the color of the fallen.

Ok.  Enough speculation lol.  Make of it what you will.  Now for just a story.

There is a mighty tree in the woods.  Not sure what kind, but it's big, with large gnarled limbs.  In Spring/Summer Its leaves are green and thick.  Of course, in fall/winter the tree presents its bare, sleeping limbs.  But some green remains.

There is a vine, with large verdant leaves, spiraling up the trunk. Slowly, quietly, it has advanced and extends to a couple of branches.  

The shiny leaves twitch in the wind and the vine has grafted onto the trunk, as if just a part of the wood.  

Bit by bit the vine saps the life of the tree.  The tree is mighty but in a matter of time it will become a brittle stick.  The vine cares not that it will die together.  It only consumes.

A tree surgeon is needed.  However, there is danger.  If plant poison is ill applied and if ungrafted poorly, the tree will still die.  

Nevertheless, there will be scarring and the vine's root must be ripped out and up the tree.

All that is green is not good.

But the price of injury is better than a quiet, solitary death.

Let's hope the tree thrives and is stronger for the effort.

See And Disregard

 Art imitates life.  Life imitates art.  It's a 2 way street.

Our enemies think if we're culturally pummeled that we can be conditioned to ignore the obvious.  They famously flout their plans and attitude in 'fiction'.  The idea is if it's displayed, that it couldn't possibly be real.  The opposite can be true.

It's dangerous to think for oneself.  If we see elements of reality, it might be dangerous for the opposition, when we are onto them.  Or perilous for us, if we read the word for whatever we may scope out.  

Often, movies/TV shows do exaggerate.  That's how they purport that it can't be real.  Yet, they flaunt what they do and even have Freedom fighters displayed.  They want to lead people by the nose.  

Of course, there are projects produced with obvious emphasis one way or the other.  History might be condensed and/or represented.  The spirit of a situation may come through however.  

And often truth can be released or escape, through science fiction/horror.  Then it's up to us to see parallels with real life.  Symbology reigns.  Oh yes, comedy plays a part too.  Laugh and read between the lines.  Or even see what's right there.

We've heard people comment, astonished, that a current event seemed just like a movie.  Well, some events are planned and with the goal to change for weal and often for woe.  Again art imitates life and life imitates art.  

Our enemies lie and cheat, depending on the nonthinker to go along.

They fear those of us who analyze.  They maneuver the usual ridicule to brush us aside.  The problem for them is we don't brush -s-.  

So see and regard.  Watch what's going on.

And above all, don't let anyone think for you.

White Dot

 My brother from another mother was Black and American Indian.  I'm White and American Indian.  We are human.

My oldest daughter would play with his kids.  I'd joke she was easy to spot, a white dot among black dots.  Imagine saying that now!

These things are simply matter of fact.  What mattered was the love and friendship.  

It was the same one Easter Sunday at his then church.  It was Pentecostal and was predominantly Black.  We worshipped together, though the methods were different from my way.  

At lunch, I was the only White guy there.  So what?  Didn't matter to anyone.  We were of common accord.  

There happened to be one other White guy in the afternoon service.  Just an observation.

I was asked to give a message.  It was off the cuff and the setting was so different from my Lutheran worship.  Yet it was the same.  I said so and they encouraged me.

So I spoke and was inspired just the same as my sermons in my church.  It was notable for me the vocal encouragement of 'preach on' and 'yes brother'.  Different yet the same.  Purpose.  

White dot.  Black dot.  More than dots.  People.  

The content of our character was greater than the sum of our color.

In an era where evil attempts to divide us, remember acceptance just as we are.

Same Thing

 In terms of stimulation, there's a similarity between sexual content and what's floating around as info these days. There is titillation, an anxious quest to see what's next.

Headlines, like sample pics, open curiosity and those hungry for satisfaction gobble anything.  If they're inclined.  Others, not so.  For the latter, exposure and indifference go hand in hand.  One has to give permission if the former.  

Self control and discernment go together.  What are you looking for?  Facts?  Better see re content.  Details.  Compare and decide with circumstances seasoning the pot.  

I avoid the main and look for truth and not reverse propaganda.  Truth.  

I may once in a while indulge, say, in spur of the moment selection.  Like chocolate popcorn, I say to myself 'what the heck' and grab it.  I allow myself consciously to do so.  

But mostly, I stick to what nourishes me.

All I'm saying is avoid addiction.  Don't rely on others to think for you.  

Be together but not in a herd.  Share and agree to be free.  Yet reserve the right to differ.  That's America.