While the intrepid Peter is covering the Trump campaign in New Hampshire, I’m not inclined to cover either Himself or Herself should either come to Los Angeles in the Last Days (ahem) of the 2016 Presidential election cycle—unless asked. Of course, it depends on who is doing the asking.
Actually, this is not new for me. I’m more of a “this is what happened and this is what I think it means” or “an odd notion occurred to me today, which lead to this train of thought” sort, than a documenter of campaigns. Now don’t get me wrong. I appreciate what campaign documentarians do; it just isn’t my cup of tea.
So, instead of climbing aboard the Trump or Clinton trains, I bid you, once again, to climb aboard the baldilocks Train of Thought—a vehicle which almost always has an unexpected destination, even unexpected by the driver. Sometimes, the Engineer keeps the destination to Himself.
Has anyone else noticed that it is becoming more and more difficult to communicate with others? Recently, I’ve lost friends over the most innocuous of statements. It’s almost as if there’s a voice whispering into the ears of some, and that voice is saying something like “she hates you/he’s lying to you/they blame you.”
Those who seem to be heeding the voice are men, women, young, old, black, white, brown, yellow. All of them are ready to be angry over real offenses. And, if they can’t find a true offense, they will make up one.
This phenomenon reminds me of a dream I had last year—one I may have mentioned before. I was in audience as God and the Devil were having a conversation. I couldn’t really see them, but I could hear them.
At first, they were speaking in a language I couldn’t identify, much less understand. (I’m guessing Aramaic.) Then, God stopped talking and just looked at the Devil, while the latter was saying the same word over and over again. Somehow, I knew what the word meant.
“Felon, felon, felon…!”
The next day, I looked up the etymology of the word felony and found the Early English Law definition.
any crime punishable by death or mutilation and forfeiture of lands and goods.
According to the Bible, the Devil stands before God, day and night, accusing humanity of being sinners worthy of death—of being felons.
Every time I get into or witness an argument where unwarranted accusations are being slung, I consider these things and wonder what is being whispered into the spiritual ears of the accusers.
Juliette Akinyi Ochieng blogs at baldilocks. (Her older blog is located here.) Her first novel, Tale of the Tigers: Love is Not a Game, was published in 2012. Her second novel will be done in 2016. Follow her on Twitter.
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