Category: Parables & Fables


Don’t think that Islam is the fastest growing religion for nothing–they actively seek new converts.  Here is one of the ways it happens.  (This may be an isolated incident, or it may be a new strategy for reaching our kids.)

By practicing ‘tolerance’ and ‘political correctness’, we have left the door wide open for this.


Tolerance and political correctness are not Biblical principles. Christian: are you going to follow the Word of God, or peer pressure?

Allah and God (the Creator, God of the Bible, Jehovah, Yahweh) are not the same. Some languages may incorrectly translate the two names as being the same, but they refer to two VASTLY different beings!

Allah is a false god, one of a great number of demonic beings that are in opposition to God (who created them). My own belief is that Allah is the leader of demons–the being we refer to as ‘Satan’, ‘Lucifer’, or ‘the devil’. But whether he is actually satan, or is some other demonic being, he is–beyond a shadow of a doubt–not who Christians or Jews refer to as God, Yahweh, or Jehovah.

Allah is an antichrist. That should be quite plain from the teachings of islam.

You can listen for free here, to learn about islam, including many, many passages from the Quran, etc.

(One other thing to keep in mind, regarding islam, is that the Quran condones lying if it helps promote islam. Don’t be surprised when you find out that muslims have told blatant lies–it happens all the time.)

Please . . . Do It For America

First Beast Rising

I’m enjoying a pleasant, late summer lunch with a couple of friends. Despite two of my six kids bickering a bit, and the yard needing mowed, and a leaky faucet dripping, I’m pretty content. You might even say I’ve gotten a bit lazy, spending a lot of afternoons napping in my hammock.

We’re joking around when I notice something different. We’ve been beset by the usual assortment of wasps and yellow jackets, but there’s one here I’ve never seen before. I first notice it as I go to take a bite of my burger. This guy is nearly inside and is wrestling with a piece of meat that it has apparently chewed loose. Something about his manner convinces me to just let him have it. Hoping that will be the end of it, I go back to my conversation.

Suddenly, my friend Miguel leaps out of his seat with a look of terror on his face. We can’t persuade him to sit down and for a couple of minutes, we can’t even get him to speak coherently. He pulls us towards the house, ranting about his village. As far as I know, he’s from LA. Finally we get him to take a breath and start over.

He tells us how, one spring when he was a boy, he journeyed to the nearest city with his uncle. It was a two day walk. When they returned home, everyone in the village was dead! No one was ever able to figure out what had happened, but there were puncture wounds on the bodies.

While we were eating and joking, a wasp had landed on his plate and it brought those horrible memories rushing back. He remembered seeing a few of these wasps before!  He had watched them building a nest in a tree stump once, when he was just a kid, and he is certain that it was the autumn before his trip to the city with his uncle!  He had never thought anything of it until now, but suddenly he was sure he knew what had happened to his village. Before that autumn, the people of his village had never seen those wasps, and he never saw them again-until now.

‘What wasps?’, our friend Alex keeps asking. Alex is an amateur naturalist, so he really knows his bugs. Overcome by curiosity, he goes back to the table and waits for one to appear. This guy is fearless. I’ve thought about nicknaming him ‘plays-with-bees’. A few minutes later I see him slowly walking backwards, his face very pale. He makes a wide circle around the table and comes back to where we’re waiting.

‘You have really got a problem’, he says. Turns out he had recently read about a particular species of killer wasp. Because they were supposed to be found only in Mexico, he hadn’t paid too much attention. But he felt certain this was the same wasp.

According to him, this species of wasp was predatory, aggressive and more dangerous than killer bees! In late summer a few would search out a good location and set up a nest. Then, during the winter, deep inside the nest, the numbers would explode. In the spring, on the first warm day, they would come out en masse. They were very sensitive to any sort of vibration near their nest, even a voice, and would respond by swarming and attacking. Their sting carried a strong toxin that made it lethal. There was no antivenom.

As abruptly as they appeared, they would disappear. Then in late summer, far away, a few would appear and search out a new location and set up a nest. It was also reported that no known insecticide had any effect on them.

I’m usually pretty calm and logical, but I was starting to panic. That was partly because I was noticing that a few of these wasps were going in and out of a tree stump I hadn’t gotten around to clearing out. The other reason is that the kids had started playing a rowdy game of tag and were running in all directions.

Now, let’s pause a minute. What do you think I did next? Do you think I insisted that Miguel again give me all the details of the spring that all the people of his village had died? Do you think I spent much time debating whether he could really have remembered something he had seen just once, so many years ago? Do you suppose I demanded that Alex provide me the source of his information, or tell me what his credentials were?

Actually, I did, to some extent. And soon I was convinced that both of them knew what they were talking about, were being honest, and their stories were in sync.  Then I sprung into action!

Soon the kids were safely corralled and the three of us were using one of Alex’s nets to catch and kill the wasps. By evening, we were pretty sure we’d gotten them all. Then I doused that stump and set it ablaze!! You see, it made a whole lot more sense to dive into danger and wipe them out while there were just a few, than to let their numbers explode and have it be impossible to overcome them.

The truth is, this didn’t really happen. It’s what we used to call a fable, and at the end of a fable was a moral. So, in case you didn’t catch it, the moral is this:

It is better to dive into danger and tackle a situation when it is small, than to wait until it has grown to such proportions that even tremendous effort is unlikely to result in victory.

So, why did I create this fable? To encourage you to take action now, while it is possible to make a difference! I don’t have time, in this post, to elaborate on what I am saying below. If you are just now hearing that there is a problem in America, please read my other posts for more explanation.

This administration has hijacked the country and is furiously building the framework for a new government. At the same time, forces are at work to destabilize things to the extent that this new government can seize power.

We are standing on the verge of anarchy. New corruption is being revealed every day. The old system is crumbling and it is too corrupt for us to go back to anyway. The new system being built is going to strip us of our rights and freedom to self-govern. If we allow it to continue, it may be impossible to ever defeat!

We must stop what the Obama administration is building, sweep the filth and corruption out of Washington, and reinstitute a stable form of government, free of corruption! And we must do it soon! This is urgent!

We are very vulnerable right now, and will continue to be, until we have established a stable government. Our international enemies are keenly watching our situation, forming alliances and moving into position to attack.

Yes, it is very important to be sure you are getting sound, honest information. But it is also important, after you do, to move quickly!

PLEASE, quickly start doing your own research. Check the facts, find out what is going on. And as soon as you are convinced, dive in! Yes, there is danger now in resisting this but, if we wait, the danger will multiply exponentially and the chances for success will GREATLY diminish!

I see this situation as a cicada (a nasty, ugly beast , in my opinion). It has crawled up out of the ground in the darkness and is still encased in its cocoon/exoskeleton. It cracks and the nasty little beast emerges. It stretches and sits, and waits, while it dries out and hardens. Then it flies away–and good luck if you want to catch it then. You’ve got to catch it some time between when it emerges and when it’s fully formed. This is a very small ‘window of opportunity’ that occurs in the dead of night.

So too, what is going on in our government today has been happening in darkness, but now light is shining on it and revealing the details. The window of opportunity to stop it is small. As soon as you are convinced, please act!

By no means am I advocating violence. We are being baited, in many ways, to do something that will allow them to justify taking drastic action–both against us and in seizing power. Please do not fall into that trap!

Be strong, be bold, be honest and speak out! Do whatever you can by legal means. Oppose every illegal, unconstitutional move they make. Surround them. Push back. Don’t give in. Don’t give up.

**We need our God and our guns–we need God always, and we need our guns, as a last line of defense if we are attacked by our international enemies. Our military personnel are spread far and wide, and are being depleted in the ongoing efforts in the middle East. We need our military back at home now, for our own defense. For that reason, please do all you can to help protect the 2nd amendment-our right to bear arms. An armed populace can be a powerful deterrent to foreign invasion!**

I was just thinking . . . what if we could change the weather?  What if we could create droughts in other lands?  What if the crops failed for a year or two–would the farmers have any seeds left?

If the farmers had no seeds left, why not sell them our Super Seeds that would give a magnificent yield–if they also used our fertilizers?

But if the farmers agreed to buy the Super Seeds–would they be able to go back to saving some of their crop to be used as seed for next year? Hmmm, that wouldn’t do.  We’d want them to come back and buy more seeds from us next year, wouldn’t we?

No problem, the seeds from this year’s crop of Super Seed Hybrid Plants are no good for saving and planting.  And besides, the yields are so much better–can’t the farmers afford to buy our seeds and fertilizer now, and still come out ahead?

It’s a win-win situation for everyone!  Does this mean they’re hooked for life?

It’s a strategy that works for tobacco and drugs. We are entitled to make a profit, aren’t we?

What better place to try out our new products–in their countries they don’t have those bothersome regulations that prohibit such things!

No, no regulations at all.  And if we build factories and provide them jobs–wouldn’t they look the other way?

Yes, surely they’re desperate for the jobs.  And think how much money we could save by not having to deal with American regulations, unions, insurance, etc!

Or the expense of trying to comply with all the guidelines for disposing of chemicals . . .

We could really increase our bottom line!  That would make the investors happy!

And maybe a little extra for us besides.

But, if we cause droughts, won’t that cause famine and starvation?

No problem, it will help with the goal of population reduction!  Why do poor people want to have so many kids anyway?  And besides, who could prove it was us?  Even if they could, what could they do?

All sarcasm aside, such a scenario may or may not be possible.  But if you don’t think things like this are happening, involving American corporations, wherever the opportunity presents itself, then you are blissfully ignorant.

And if you are able to lay your head on your pillow at night and dream sweet dreams, then thank a veteran for being willing to go out and face the ugliness of life so that you can remain blissfully unaware.

And thank God that you had the good fortune of being born an American and living in the land of bliss–while it lasted.

Because, as a veteran these days can tell you, those who are plotting ‘terror’ against America started out, more often than not, as people like you and me who are  justifiably outraged at our corporate/government intrusion into their countries and exploitation of their people and circumstances.

When you look around and see the anger and frustration in America because these same tactics are now being used against the American people, understand that this has been going on for decades, in country after country around the world as we ‘spread our influence’ and increased our number of enemies.

A beehive is a pretty mellow place, until you stick your hand inside, to try and take their honey.  Don’t be surprised at the swarm of enemies that are seeking to retaliate against America.

(In no way do I advocate or condone what our enemies do–but I do understand why.  As for our corporations and government–I think what they do is inexcusable.  By the way, the scenario above is based on actual events.)

 

An Open Letter To Hillary Clinton