Dissected Threads
Thread 1 :Becoming the barbaric King :A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt and 2 kings 8:13
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Hedonism, as articulated by thinkers like Epicurus or modern utilitarian’s, prioritizes pleasure as the ultimate good, often encouraging the pursuit of immediate sensory gratification. In the poem, hook-up and porn culture embody this philosophy, reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” driven by “impulsive pleasures and desires.” This relentless chase for instant gratification is
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The poem Vultures depict the hook-up and porn culture as reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” resonates deeply with both philosophical and biblical critiques of objectification and alienation. Philosophically, this aligns with existentialist perspectives, such as those of Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber, who argue that objectification—treating others as mere objects for gratification—alienates
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Dissected Threads Tread One : How Hook up and Porn Culture Destroys Sacred IntimacyThread Two : Hedonism vs Virtue Ethics.
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Dissected Threads Tread One : Poetry as a Katana: The Philosophy Quest To Cleanse And Illuminate Society.
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The concept of “broken soul ties” in the poem resonates with Martin Buber’s I-Thou philosophy, which champions authentic, mutual relationships where individuals encounter each other as sacred subjects. When soul ties break, it signals a collapse of this I-Thou dynamic, reducing others to mere objects (I-It), fostering isolation and distrust. This erosion of trust, as
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From an existentialist perspective, the “perfect cycle of lust” encapsulates humanity’s entanglement with inauthentic desires, a concept deeply explored by philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. Lust, as depicted in the poem, emerges as a repetitive and ultimately hollow pursuit that diverts individuals from a meaningful existence. Rather than fostering genuine connection or love, it ensnares the speaker
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Dissected Threads Tread One : The Cycle of Lust as Existential EntrapmentTread Two : Broken Soul Ties And the Problem Of Trust
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I’m constantly inspired by Daniel 1:20, where one man’s wisdom shone ten times brighter than his peers, as I strive to grow 10x better every single day. This isn’t just about sharpening my skills or building mental resilience—it’s about carving my own path to personal growth and self-discovery. Is it wrong, as Sade might sing,
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Dissected Treads Tread One : Growing 10x Better: Journey of Self-Improvement and Authentic Allure
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The First Tread From “Behind These Versace Glasses” (Poem)” . Becoming the Barbaric King: A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt, and 2 Kings 8:13 (Poem)… I sit with my poem, its words like scars I can’t ignore, trying to understand how I became the man I am. Writing this poem about prophecy and transformation felt like
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Hedonism, as articulated by thinkers like Epicurus or modern utilitarian’s, prioritizes pleasure as the ultimate good, often encouraging the pursuit of immediate sensory gratification. In the poem, hook-up and porn culture embody this philosophy, reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” driven by “impulsive pleasures and desires.” This relentless chase for instant gratification is
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The poem Vultures depict the hook-up and porn culture as reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” resonates deeply with both philosophical and biblical critiques of objectification and alienation. Philosophically, this aligns with existentialist perspectives, such as those of Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber, who argue that objectification—treating others as mere objects for gratification—alienates
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Dissected Threads Tread One : How Hook up and Porn Culture Destroys Sacred IntimacyThread Two : Hedonism vs Virtue Ethics.
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Dissected Threads Tread One : Poetry as a Katana: The Philosophy Quest To Cleanse And Illuminate Society.
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The concept of “broken soul ties” in the poem resonates with Martin Buber’s I-Thou philosophy, which champions authentic, mutual relationships where individuals encounter each other as sacred subjects. When soul ties break, it signals a collapse of this I-Thou dynamic, reducing others to mere objects (I-It), fostering isolation and distrust. This erosion of trust, as
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From an existentialist perspective, the “perfect cycle of lust” encapsulates humanity’s entanglement with inauthentic desires, a concept deeply explored by philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. Lust, as depicted in the poem, emerges as a repetitive and ultimately hollow pursuit that diverts individuals from a meaningful existence. Rather than fostering genuine connection or love, it ensnares the speaker
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Dissected Threads Tread One : The Cycle of Lust as Existential EntrapmentTread Two : Broken Soul Ties And the Problem Of Trust
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I’m constantly inspired by Daniel 1:20, where one man’s wisdom shone ten times brighter than his peers, as I strive to grow 10x better every single day. This isn’t just about sharpening my skills or building mental resilience—it’s about carving my own path to personal growth and self-discovery. Is it wrong, as Sade might sing,
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Dissected Treads Tread One : Growing 10x Better: Journey of Self-Improvement and Authentic Allure
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The First Tread From “Behind These Versace Glasses” (Poem)” . Becoming the Barbaric King: A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt, and 2 Kings 8:13 (Poem)… I sit with my poem, its words like scars I can’t ignore, trying to understand how I became the man I am. Writing this poem about prophecy and transformation felt like
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:
is “A Flood of Fiery Lies”“Deceptive information flooding my timeline looks like a flooded fiery hell.” Open my phone, and it’s ablaze—a torrent of deceptive information Israel-Palestine pours through my timeline, a deluge that scorches and drowns in equal measure. Posts flare up, videos ignite, headlines smolder—each a spark in a fiery hell where truth chokes beneath waves of noise. This isn’t a quiet flood; it’s a crafted inferno, a chaos so loud it consumes us. The Israel-Palestine war feeds this blaze, its every twist and turn stoking the fiery lies that burn across screens, leaving us gasping for something solid to hold.
Scroll, and you’ll see it: a barrage of deceptive information Israel-Palestine—claims of victory, cries of victimhood, stats twisted into weapons. One post screams of atrocities, another counters with defiance, and beneath it all, a thousand comments clash in the heat. It’s not just confusion; it’s a brushstroke in the deceptive art, each lie painting over the last until the canvas is a mess of flames. My timeline isn’t a window to the world—it’s a furnace, scorching us with half-truths and hyperbole, a flooded fiery hell where clarity sinks and chaos rises. We’re not enlightened by this flood; we’re engulfed.
Scripture saw this coming, sharp and unflinching: “But evil men and impostors will grow worse and worse, deceiving and being deceived” (2 Timothy 3:13). Paul’s warning to Timothy isn’t a whisper—it’s a shout across centuries, a prophecy of fiery lies that multiply unchecked. The deceptive information Israel-Palestine fits this mold: impostors—pundits, bots, powerbrokers—spin tales that deceive us, and in their echo chambers, they deceive themselves. 2 Timothy 3:13 doesn’t just describe—it diagnoses: this flood isn’t random; it’s a crafted inferno, growing worse as the liars drown in their own heat.
Jean Baudrillard’s ghost nods from the sidelines, his hyperreality haunting this mess. He saw a world of simulacra—copies without originals—and my timeline proves it. The Israel-Palestine war dissolves into a flood of images, a fiery hell of narratives with no root in truth—just endless replicas of chaos. A video loops, a quote distorts, a photo morphs; there’s no source to trace, only fiery lies piling higher. Baudrillard might call it a desert of the real, but it’s wetter here—a deluge of deception that burns as it drowns, leaving us clutching at shadows instead of facts.
This isn’t passive—it’s personal. The deceptive information Israel-Palestine hits my screen daily: a friend shares a skewed stat, a stranger peddles a conspiracy, a newsfeed buries context under outrage. It’s a crafted inferno, not an accident—each lie stoked by unseen hands, the painters of power from earlier threads, brushing chaos while we scroll. 2 Timothy 3:13 rings true: the deceivers multiply, and we’re caught in their flood, not wiser but wearier, consumed by the heat of their artifice. The war’s real, the suffering’s real, but the timeline’s a lie—a fiery hell we can’t escape.
The fiery lies don’t just obscure—they overwhelm. They’re a flood we wade through, flames licking at our feet, drowning truth in noise so loud it deafens. 2 Timothy 3:13 doesn’t offer comfort—it demands vigilance, a call to sift through the torrent for what holds. Baudrillard’s hyperreality isn’t a trap we’re doomed to; it’s a mirror, showing us how easily we’re swept away. The deceptive information Israel-Palestine burns because it’s meant to—not to inform, but to incinerate reason, leaving us ash and embers.
So I ask: What do you cling to when the lies rise like flames? The Israel-Palestine war floods our timelines with fiery lies, and 2 Timothy 3:13 warns they’ll worsen—deceivers deceiving, deceived in turn. This hellish deluge consumes us, but it doesn’t have to. Do you swim through the flood, or find a rock to stand on?
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Hedonism, as articulated by thinkers like Epicurus or modern utilitarian’s, prioritizes pleasure as the ultimate good, often encouraging the pursuit of immediate sensory gratification. In the poem, hook-up and porn culture embody this philosophy, reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” driven by “impulsive pleasures and desires.” This relentless chase for instant gratification is
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The poem Vultures depict the hook-up and porn culture as reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” resonates deeply with both philosophical and biblical critiques of objectification and alienation. Philosophically, this aligns with existentialist perspectives, such as those of Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber, who argue that objectification—treating others as mere objects for gratification—alienates
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Dissected Threads Tread One : How Hook up and Porn Culture Destroys Sacred IntimacyThread Two : Hedonism vs Virtue Ethics.
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Dissected Threads Tread One : Poetry as a Katana: The Philosophy Quest To Cleanse And Illuminate Society.
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The concept of “broken soul ties” in the poem resonates with Martin Buber’s I-Thou philosophy, which champions authentic, mutual relationships where individuals encounter each other as sacred subjects. When soul ties break, it signals a collapse of this I-Thou dynamic, reducing others to mere objects (I-It), fostering isolation and distrust. This erosion of trust, as
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From an existentialist perspective, the “perfect cycle of lust” encapsulates humanity’s entanglement with inauthentic desires, a concept deeply explored by philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. Lust, as depicted in the poem, emerges as a repetitive and ultimately hollow pursuit that diverts individuals from a meaningful existence. Rather than fostering genuine connection or love, it ensnares the speaker
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Dissected Threads Tread One : The Cycle of Lust as Existential EntrapmentTread Two : Broken Soul Ties And the Problem Of Trust
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I’m constantly inspired by Daniel 1:20, where one man’s wisdom shone ten times brighter than his peers, as I strive to grow 10x better every single day. This isn’t just about sharpening my skills or building mental resilience—it’s about carving my own path to personal growth and self-discovery. Is it wrong, as Sade might sing,
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Dissected Treads Tread One : Growing 10x Better: Journey of Self-Improvement and Authentic Allure
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The First Tread From “Behind These Versace Glasses” (Poem)” . Becoming the Barbaric King: A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt, and 2 Kings 8:13 (Poem)… I sit with my poem, its words like scars I can’t ignore, trying to understand how I became the man I am. Writing this poem about prophecy and transformation felt like
The Fifth Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:
is “Ignorance on Parade”“Palestine or Israel? None of thee of above, both governments are controlled opposition and isn’t hard to tell.” The question echoes everywhere—choose a side, pick your flag: Palestine or Israel? It’s a snare, a trap disguised as a choice, woven into the deceptive art of the Israel-Palestine war. We’re told it’s a binary—right or wrong, oppressed or oppressor—but what if neither side stands free? Both governments dance as puppets, their strings pulled by the same unseen masters, twirling in a choreography of chaos. This isn’t conspiracy whispered in dark corners—it’s evident, plain as day, if you dare look past the smoke of rockets and rhetoric.
The controlled opposition isn’t a new game. It’s a tactic, a sleight of hand where two foes seem at odds, yet serve the same end. In the Israel-Palestine war, the governments posture—speeches of defiance, promises of victory—but the strings don’t lie. Behind the flags, the borders, the holy claims, a single hand moves them both, keeping the conflict alive, endless, profitable. It’s not hard to tell when you stop cheering and start watching: the war doesn’t resolve because it’s not meant to. The deceptive art thrives on this illusion of opposition, a puppet show we mistake for reality.
Scripture cuts through the haze with a warning: “Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ravenous wolves” (Matthew 7:15). Jesus didn’t mince words—these wolves don’t howl; they deceive, cloaked in innocence while hunger drives them. In the Israel-Palestine war, the wolves wear flags, not fleece—governments draped in the garb of justice or sovereignty, yet ravenous beneath. Matthew 7:15 isn’t just a caution; it’s a lens of discernment, urging us to see past the costumes to the controlled opposition fueling endless strife. These aren’t shepherds leading their people—they’re puppets serving a master we don’t name.
Hegel’s dialectic twists into view here: thesis, antithesis, synthesis. In theory, it resolves—two opposites clash, birthing something new. But in the Israel-Palestine war, the synthesis never comes. The controlled opposition locks it in perpetual conflict—Palestine the thesis, Israel the antithesis, and no resolution, just a cycle of war without end. The unseen masters pull the strings, and the dialectic bends to their will: chaos, not clarity. Matthew 7:15 echoes through this distortion—false prophets promise peace or triumph, but their wolfish hunger feeds on division, not deliverance.
This isn’t abstract—it’s the war we watch unfold. Decades pass, treaties falter, and the Israel-Palestine war churns on, a machine too perfect to be chance. The controlled opposition reveals itself in patterns: escalations timed too neatly, aid flowing too predictably, narratives too aligned to be organic. It’s evident if you look past the smoke—past the protests, the headlines, the tears—to the hands that profit while the land burns. Scripture’s call to discernment isn’t passive; it’s a demand to question the sheep’s clothing, to spot the wolves beneath the flags.
The controlled opposition isn’t invincible—it’s exposed when we see it. The Israel-Palestine war isn’t a duel of nations; it’s a stage, and we’re the audience, clapping for puppets while the masters count their take. Matthew 7:15 doesn’t just warn—it empowers us to peel back the artifice. Hegel’s endless dialectic isn’t fate; it’s a choice we can refuse. The strings are there, taut and trembling, if we dare to trace them. The war endures because it’s designed to—not by the people, but by the puppeteers.
So I ask: Do you see the strings, or just the puppets? The Israel-Palestine war spins its controlled opposition, and Matthew 7:15 calls us to look deeper—past the flags, past the smoke. The deceptive art dazzles, but discernment cuts. Are you watching the dance, or spotting the hands that lead it?
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Hedonism, as articulated by thinkers like Epicurus or modern utilitarian’s, prioritizes pleasure as the ultimate good, often encouraging the pursuit of immediate sensory gratification. In the poem, hook-up and porn culture embody this philosophy, reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” driven by “impulsive pleasures and desires.” This relentless chase for instant gratification is
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The poem Vultures depict the hook-up and porn culture as reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” resonates deeply with both philosophical and biblical critiques of objectification and alienation. Philosophically, this aligns with existentialist perspectives, such as those of Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber, who argue that objectification—treating others as mere objects for gratification—alienates
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Dissected Threads Tread One : How Hook up and Porn Culture Destroys Sacred IntimacyThread Two : Hedonism vs Virtue Ethics.
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Dissected Threads Tread One : Poetry as a Katana: The Philosophy Quest To Cleanse And Illuminate Society.
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The concept of “broken soul ties” in the poem resonates with Martin Buber’s I-Thou philosophy, which champions authentic, mutual relationships where individuals encounter each other as sacred subjects. When soul ties break, it signals a collapse of this I-Thou dynamic, reducing others to mere objects (I-It), fostering isolation and distrust. This erosion of trust, as
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From an existentialist perspective, the “perfect cycle of lust” encapsulates humanity’s entanglement with inauthentic desires, a concept deeply explored by philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. Lust, as depicted in the poem, emerges as a repetitive and ultimately hollow pursuit that diverts individuals from a meaningful existence. Rather than fostering genuine connection or love, it ensnares the speaker
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Dissected Threads Tread One : The Cycle of Lust as Existential EntrapmentTread Two : Broken Soul Ties And the Problem Of Trust
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I’m constantly inspired by Daniel 1:20, where one man’s wisdom shone ten times brighter than his peers, as I strive to grow 10x better every single day. This isn’t just about sharpening my skills or building mental resilience—it’s about carving my own path to personal growth and self-discovery. Is it wrong, as Sade might sing,
-
Dissected Treads Tread One : Growing 10x Better: Journey of Self-Improvement and Authentic Allure
-
The First Tread From “Behind These Versace Glasses” (Poem)” . Becoming the Barbaric King: A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt, and 2 Kings 8:13 (Poem)… I sit with my poem, its words like scars I can’t ignore, trying to understand how I became the man I am. Writing this poem about prophecy and transformation felt like
The Third Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:
is “Those Painting the deceptive imagery From Behind the scene”“The deceptive art been displayed are painted by those with more money than Bill Gates behind the scenes painting narratives causing chaos and disarray.” Step back from the canvas of today’s turmoil—the Israel-Palestine war raging in headlines and hearts—and ask: Who wields the brush? It’s not the soldiers trudging through the dust, nor the mourners weeping over shattered homes. No, the painters of power stand apart, their wealth beyond imagining, richer than Bill Gates, crafting this chaos from the shadows. Their paint isn’t blood or steel—it’s narrative, their canvas disorder, and we’re the ones left staring, lost in the disarray they’ve spun.
These hidden artists don’t march into battle; they don’t need to. With fortunes that dwarf empires, they sit behind the scenes, dipping their brushes into pots of influence—media, politics, money—and splashing chaos across the Israel-Palestine war. What we see as a clash of nations, a struggle for sacred land, they see as a script, a story they write to keep the world spinning in their favor. Rockets fall, borders shift, yet their hands stay clean, their profits soar. The painters of power don’t fight—they orchestrate, turning grief into gain while we fixate on the art, blind to the gallery they own.
Scripture shines a harsh light on their kind: “For the love of money is a root of all kinds of evil, for which some have strayed from the faith in their greediness” (1 Timothy 6:10). Paul’s words cut deep—this isn’t about money itself, but the love of it, the greed that twists souls and sows all kinds of evil. The Israel-Palestine war becomes their masterpiece, a chaos fueled not by faith or justice, but by the greed of those who profit from division. 1 Timothy 6:10 isn’t a gentle rebuke; it’s a revelation of the painters of power, straying from truth to chase wealth, leaving us to stumble through the wreckage they’ve painted.
Karl Marx saw this too, peering through a different lens. He argued the elite orchestrate history, shaping wars and societies while the rest of us chase their crumbs—labor, loyalty, lives. In the Israel-Palestine war, the painters of power play his script: they fund the narratives—tales of heroes, villains, holy causes—while pocketing the dividends of disorder. Oil, arms, influence—their brushstrokes aren’t random; they’re calculated, each one stirring the pot of disarray. We argue over who’s right, who’s wrong, while they count the coins we don’t see. The art deceives because they design it to.
But this isn’t abstract theory—it’s the world we live in. Look at the Israel-Palestine war: decades of conflict, billions in aid and arms, and yet the same powers thrive while the land bleeds. The painters of power don’t wear uniforms or wave flags—they sit in boardrooms, behind screens, painting stories that keep us divided. 1 Timothy 6:10 warns of their greed, but it’s more than a moral failing—it’s a system, a machine that runs on chaos. They don’t need to fight when they can profit from our fixation, when they can turn a war into a gallery exhibit we can’t stop watching.
The painters of power leave us with a question: Who’s funding this masterpiece of mayhem? Scripture and Marx point to the same shadow—those who love money more than truth, who paint disarray while we mourn the colors. The Israel-Palestine war isn’t just a tragedy; it’s their art, a deceptive display that hides their hands. 1 Timothy 6:10 doesn’t just condemn—it calls us to look up, past the canvas, to the ones holding the brush. We’re not powerless, but we’re distracted, chasing crumbs while they build empires.
So I ask: Who do you think funds this chaos? The painters of power thrive while we debate the art—Israel or Palestine, right or wrong—missing the gallery they’ve rigged. 1 Timothy 6:10 lays it bare: greed paints this war, and we’re the audience. What do you see beyond the brushstrokes?
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Hedonism, as articulated by thinkers like Epicurus or modern utilitarian’s, prioritizes pleasure as the ultimate good, often encouraging the pursuit of immediate sensory gratification. In the poem, hook-up and porn culture embody this philosophy, reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” driven by “impulsive pleasures and desires.” This relentless chase for instant gratification is
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The poem Vultures depict the hook-up and porn culture as reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” resonates deeply with both philosophical and biblical critiques of objectification and alienation. Philosophically, this aligns with existentialist perspectives, such as those of Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber, who argue that objectification—treating others as mere objects for gratification—alienates
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Dissected Threads Tread One : How Hook up and Porn Culture Destroys Sacred IntimacyThread Two : Hedonism vs Virtue Ethics.
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Dissected Threads Tread One : Poetry as a Katana: The Philosophy Quest To Cleanse And Illuminate Society.
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The concept of “broken soul ties” in the poem resonates with Martin Buber’s I-Thou philosophy, which champions authentic, mutual relationships where individuals encounter each other as sacred subjects. When soul ties break, it signals a collapse of this I-Thou dynamic, reducing others to mere objects (I-It), fostering isolation and distrust. This erosion of trust, as
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From an existentialist perspective, the “perfect cycle of lust” encapsulates humanity’s entanglement with inauthentic desires, a concept deeply explored by philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. Lust, as depicted in the poem, emerges as a repetitive and ultimately hollow pursuit that diverts individuals from a meaningful existence. Rather than fostering genuine connection or love, it ensnares the speaker
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Dissected Threads Tread One : The Cycle of Lust as Existential EntrapmentTread Two : Broken Soul Ties And the Problem Of Trust
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I’m constantly inspired by Daniel 1:20, where one man’s wisdom shone ten times brighter than his peers, as I strive to grow 10x better every single day. This isn’t just about sharpening my skills or building mental resilience—it’s about carving my own path to personal growth and self-discovery. Is it wrong, as Sade might sing,
-
Dissected Treads Tread One : Growing 10x Better: Journey of Self-Improvement and Authentic Allure
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The First Tread From “Behind These Versace Glasses” (Poem)” . Becoming the Barbaric King: A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt, and 2 Kings 8:13 (Poem)… I sit with my poem, its words like scars I can’t ignore, trying to understand how I became the man I am. Writing this poem about prophecy and transformation felt like
Soul Divided: James 1:8 on Israel-Palestine War
The Second Tread from “Deceptive Art Of War : Israel – Palestine (Poem)”:
is “spiritual division”Everyone around me are conflicted and torn apart between loving and hating the deceptive art displaying two nations going to war for a piece of land, they religiously and historically adore.” The air hums with tension—not just out there, in the streets of Jerusalem or the rubble of Gaza, but here, among us. The people around me waver, their hearts swaying like reeds in a storm, torn between awe for the sacred land and horror at the bloodshed it breeds. This deceptive art—the Israel-Palestine war splashed across our screens and souls—stirs a war within: a love for what’s holy, a hate for what’s cruel. We stand divided, not just by borders, but by the pull of reverence and rage.
The land at the heart of this conflict isn’t mere dirt; it’s a pulse, a living relic cherished by both Israel and Palestine. It throbs with religious weight—where Abraham walked, where temples rose and fell—and historical scars, battles etched into its stones across millennia. They adore it, fight for it, die for it, and we, the onlookers, feel the echo of that devotion. Yet it divides—nations, families, even our own minds. The deceptive art of this war paints a picture so vivid we can’t look away: two peoples locked in a struggle, their love for the land twisting into hate for each other. It’s a masterpiece that dazzles us into conflict, not clarity.
Scripture pierces this tumult with stark truth: “A double-minded man is unstable in all his ways” (James 1:8). James, the brother of Jesus, didn’t mince words—our wavering splits us, leaves us unsteady. The Israel-Palestine war mirrors this instability in us all. We’re double-minded—revering the holiness of the land one moment, recoiling from its bloodshed the next. James 1:8 isn’t just a diagnosis; it’s a warning: caught between love and hate, we’re unable to stand firm, unable to see past the exhibit’s gilded frame. The deceptive art thrives on this split, feeding our indecision until we’re as torn as the land itself.
Kierkegaard, the philosopher of anguish, would recognize this trembling. He wrote of the soul’s dread before choice, the weight of standing at a crossroads with no easy path. In the Israel-Palestine war, that dread is ours—do we honor the sacred history, the promises tied to this soil, or do we curse the cruelty that stains it red? The deceptive art offers no answers, only a canvas that shifts with every glance: beauty in the faith it inspires, barbarity in the lives it claims. Our souls tremble before such duality, unstable as James foretold, because the exhibit demands we feel both, yet resolve neither.
This war within isn’t abstract—it’s personal. I see it in the eyes of friends, hear it in the debates that fracture quiet rooms. One voice praises the resilience of a people defending their roots; another mourns the children buried under those same roots. The Israel-Palestine war doesn’t just divide nations—it divides us, pulling us into its deceptive art until we’re part of the display. James 1:8 rings true: we’re unstable, not because we lack conviction, but because we hold too many at once—love for the sacred, hate for the suffering, and no way to reconcile them.
The deceptive art of this conflict keeps us trapped in that instability. It’s painted to provoke, to split us between reverence and revulsion, ensuring we never step back to question the frame itself. Kierkegaard’s anguish isn’t just our burden—it’s our mirror, reflecting a soul caught in the push and pull of a land too holy to abandon, too broken to heal. James 1:8 doesn’t offer escape, but clarity: our double-mindedness is the war’s triumph, not ours.
So I ask: Are you torn by this painted conflict too? Does the Israel-Palestine war stir the same war within you—love for its sanctity, hate for its chaos? The deceptive art holds us in its grip, unstable and wavering, until we choose to see beyond it. What pulls at your soul when you face this canvas?
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