When I Consider This, I’d Just As Soon Have Jesus Get Here. Soon.
I don’t really pray for America quite the way I, perhaps, ought to. When I pray for her, it is usually either prayers of gratitude or contrition, out pourings of remorse for all the blessing squandered and abused. I’m thinking mainly about the blessing of freedom. An extraordinarily potent drug when not constrained by the laws of God, laws that He scribed into our hearts; “..saith the Lord; I will put my laws into their mind, and write them in their hearts.”—Hebrews 8:10.
God would always have man to be free. We are designed to be free. But not wantonly debased and “free” of moral conduct. That is slavery. The only freedom possible as humans is as beings living lives honoring God. Disregarding those laws that He encoded in our hearts results in fallen man, and therein the devil dances, be it with high tech, or tribal gangs raging on the street, or abortion mills or crematoriums….. it always ends with man being debased, reveling in spiritual vomit like a cur in an alley too ravenous to care what it eats. And evil always taste damn fine in the beginning…..
What I believe we are now witnessing is freedom subverted to usher in a particularly insidious form of slavery, a wicked blend of totalitarianism that goes beyond any self-defilement man has so far conceived. So, a certain fear keeps me from earnestly praying that our nation survive. Or even that the human race survive. At least not if we remain on the trajectory we presently are on. Of the plethora of travesties man has abused his freedom to create, advances in genetics and technology enabling man to materialize their most grotesque visions of what humans “ought” to be, chills me to the bones.
Here is a simple definition of the ideological ogre propelling this to which I refer:
“Transhumanism is a transnational technocratic trend that promises to break through human biological limitations by radically redesigning humanity.” (Link)

Defying God
And briefly, some of their thinking. In an article commenting on a debate within transhumanism concerning an event they call Singularity; “the point in time when artificial intelligence surpasses human intelligence prompting the exponential curve of technological growth to go vertical…..that through modeling the human brain artificial intelligence will become conscious. In fact, he goes so far as to argue that machines will have spiritual experiences and will even worship”
The scientific paradigm of materialism reduces humanity to a byproduct of chemistry and physics. But if my thoughts are merely chemical reactions, then I would have no good reason to believe they are true. Atoms and chemical reactions just do not discern truth. In this way, scientism (the belief that science is the only way to know truth) is self-defeating. The atheistic material reductionist view of consciousness is that it is an emergent property of the brain. This is the dominant scientific view point.
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The understanding about consciousness in the case of artificial intelligence is that consciousness will arise from the material structure of electronic hardware as an emergent property. Emergent properties are seen from a bottom up approach.
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Given the naturalistic worldview, spirituality and consciousness are merely functions of the brain. If that is the case, then consciousness is also on the top not on the bottom. Therefore it’s an effect not a cause. Accordingly, consciousness doesn’t cause things. It’s simply the effect of fatty tissues, neurons and information. In the case of AI it is just a physical thing, computer hardware, programmed with software that allegedly produces consciousness. If the computer is producing consciousness, then consciousness is similarly an effect.(Link)
Now if you follow this link, you will see where this debasement of humanity shall lead. There are the chips that we are all aware of, though perhaps not the with the latest refinements (from the link above):
“..”A hair-thin electronic patch that adheres to the skin like a temporary tattoo could transform medical sensing, computer gaming and even spy operations…”
“…Once brain activity is identified and able to be monitored, it will not be too long until this can be tied into the Skin Tattoo….”
“…The coming system will be able to monitor thinking as it will be all tied together through Wi-Fi….”
Not content to merely crawl into your skull and monitor all that a man may think, these would be gods hope to rape you of those very thoughts…
Scientists Successfully Implant Chip That Controls The Brain; Allowing Thoughts, Memory And Behavior To Be Transferred From One Brain To Another
Moral Judgments Can Be Altered: Neuroscientists Influence People’s Moral Judgments by Disrupting Specific Brain Region

Man Will Never Be God....
The spirit that now emanates through the ideology of the various ‘isms is a very old evil. A seething, vile evil. It rots to the core those who surrender to it. But throughout all recorded history there have always been the remnant who hold to their very being the truth of freedom and the dignity of a human race created by God. In one part of the world or another, in every era, man’s innate hunger for God, truth and freedom has always risen up to stand against the tyranny that fallen men devise. But now it seems these elitists would even deny a simple man the solace of memory, identity and the sanctuary of his own soul.
Short of a tidal wave of global repentance, I see nothing and no people with the strength, voice, and moral fortitude to hold at bay the howling wolves that now believe they smell the blood of humanity on the waters. Better Jesus come than to allow old Lucifer to so thoroughly eviscerate the human race that there remains nothing but shriveled husks, devoid of all humanity, shriven of even the ability to imagine God.
“…ultimately, the singularity is not at all what transhumanists expect. It will not mark the crowning achievement of mankind to godhood and the transcendence of machines…..The real singularity will be when God decisively intervenes into the world in what is known as the Parousia or second coming of Jesus Christ. Indeed, defined this way, I believe the Singularity is near.
from The Singularity is Near in Logos Apologia
I find myself much more inclined to pray for that.
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Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were. O spare me, that I may recover strength, before I go hence, and be no more. Psa. 39: 12-13. For here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come. Heb. 13: 14; 1 Ch. 29: 15.
The saints of old felt that they were not at home here. They were all home-sick. They regarded themselves as strangers, as sojourners who for some time are received only and allowed on foreign soil. They cannot help longing for their native country. He who loves his native land never feels so contented as when he is on the home soil, no matter how prosperous he may be. He can never forget it. Blessed is he who feels himself a stranger upon the earth. Blessed is he who never feels perfectly contented here, except in so far as even on earth he lives in heaven. Though many earthly joys smile upon an heir of heaven, he nevertheless thinks, “It is far different beyond. Here all is nothing. Oh, that I were at home!” Here everything is in reality but a discipline and a trial. It is only in view of this that he readily remains here awhile, as none who is untried, no child that has lacked chastisement, is permitted to enter the home in heaven. Notwithstanding all this, the pilgrim sighs, “Oh, spare me! stay the chastisement awhile, that I may recover strength, before I go hence.” He sighs for some ray of grace, and longs for the sun now and then to penetrate the clouds, that he at least may see a rift in the sky, a glimpse of his home. Thus clings the heart to the heavenly home when it has made sure of its sonship and right as an heir.
Draw us to Thee, and teach us
E’en now that rest to find,
Where turmoils cannot reach us,
Nor cares weigh down our mind.
Johannes Gossner (1773-1858)
Very hard to pull my head out of this reality into that one….I’ve been “of the world” so long, I forget there is some type of heaven, a place where you might take a deep breath in peace…
Oh… Well, does that mean you ‘feel at home here’ on this dust ball of a planet? I seem to sense a lack of enthusiasm if you do. Home, for me, means comfort & peace, tranquility & certainty of an expected tomorrow – not a wrestling with the insufferable bastards we deal with every day.
“This world is not my home I’m just a passing through
My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue
The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door
And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore
Oh Lord you know I have no friend like you
If heaven’s not my home then Lord what will I do
The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door
And I can’t feel at home in this world anymore”
Hello David… If this had not been a day straight from computer hell, I would try to remember what I had been writing for the past 10 minutes and, after posting, this#@*! application/computer/software ATE IT!
I will try again tomorrow, for I have been thinking about this, just rather weary – and lazy – when I get home these days
Rose is some disaffected liberal dog who has chosen to defecate on this blog. I have chosen to remove it. And, no more than I engage in conversations, with rabid dogs, do I engage in conversations with deranged libtards. Take your effluvia elsewhere Rosie.