my head in the sand

“…The heart of the sons of men
is full of evil,
and madness is in their heart
while they live…”
(Ecclesiastes 9.3)
 
Wherewith shall I come before the LORD,
and bow myself before the high God?
He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good;
and what doth the LORD require of thee,
but to do justly, and to love mercy,
and to walk humbly with thy God?
 (Micah 6.6, 8
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​my head in the sand
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With the American presidential inauguration of the sociopath whose name I refuse to utter or write, the madness, the lunacy, the buffoonery, the criminality, the wickedness, the ungodliness, the sorcery, the blasphemy is back in spades. The madness, the lunacy, the buffoonery, the criminality, the wickedness, the ungodliness, the sorcery, the blasphemy, all this will be deeper and darker this time around. America will have earned every pain it suffers at the hooves of this beast.
 
Those who have followed the postings on this site know very well how I feel about the demon. I could not have been clearer. My warnings have been unmistakable. He is a despicable human being. The most loathsome and irredeemably wicked creature of my lifetime. The most profane and vulgar of deviants. The most dishonest and dangerous “politician” in America’s short and storied history. The opposite of and an enemy to all that is true, honest, just, pure, lovely, good, virtuous, and praiseworthy.[1]
 
I write, now, to say that while I will continue to muse and comment on scripture, it is unlikely that I will be posting much additional commentary about the beast or his bottomless wickedness. You see, I have put up filters to keep his filth out of my life as much as possible. Since America elected its favorite antichrist, I have not watched a minute of news. I have canceled all my news service subscriptions. I cannot stomach seeing video or images of the blasphemer’s ugly mug. I cannot abide the sound of the lunatic’s lying voice. I cannot endure the sight of the words the buffoon spews. I cannot endure the never-ending headlines that proclaim his ungodly deviance. When any words, headlines, images, or videos of or about the vile miscreant are involuntarily pushed upon me, I immediately scroll, click, or navigate away before my soul is further soiled and sullied by his filth. Any awareness of the sorcerer causes my blood pressure to rise and takes another year off my life.
 
America is in its current morass, in part, because of ignorance. I hate to join the crowd and become an ignorant voter. But I can’t take it. Unless the “burning fire shut up in my bones,” becomes unbearable,[2] I am planning to spend the next four years with my head in the sand and remain ignorant of the wicked deviance of the evil demon, now U.S. president, whose name I refuse to utter or write.
   
So, enjoy the ride. See you in four years, if American is still American and hasn’t, like the Gulf of Mexico, been renamed: renamed after the nameless scoundrel and fashioned in his pornographic image.
 
Even so, come, Lord Jesus!


[1] See Philippians 4.8
[2] See Jeremiah 20.9