Fisherman—Feed the Whole Earth

Rod and Hook

 

The odyssey of the fisherman is a humble experience.  Bursting with the excitement of youth, the fisherman is compelled to equate his fishing failures with the unpretentiousness of the philosopher.  Conversely, to be blessed with the earth’s abundance, he must attain a close affinity to that of a scholar.

 

Trial and error have their place in the learning curve of the fisherman.  Notwithstanding, it is the thought process of the fisherman that will locate the secret places of the bass.

 

Patience is a virtue, say the wise.

 

Patience is the weapon of the fisherman.  Through patience, he studies the movements of the steelhead to discover the whereabouts of the walleye.  Through wisdom he discovers the acceptance of the fish to the activities of earthly life, thus arriving at a semblance of kinship with the fish.  From this understanding and connection, the fisherman brings the fish willingly to its fate.

 

Not wasteful, neither supercilious, the fisherman establishes a devotion to the water and land the fish lives in, eventually becoming a devoted steward of the fish’s watery home, in the fervent hope and prayer that the fish continues to exist, so that he can subsist on its meat.

 

In a spiritual awakening, the fisherman’s cast transcends earthly time, he and his fly line vanishing into the wave function.  By his patience, the subatomic particles of the fish are observed by his faith, thus collapsing the wave function.

 

With a dramatic pull of the fisherman’s rod, the fish hurdles through space and time, materializes over the glimmering water, and eats the bait on the fisherman’s hook.

Feed the Whole Earth

 

Under the bright sun, above the river’s current, the fisherman’s line spreads across the air with the weightlessness of a whisper. The practice of a wrist flick reveals a pensive idea, replete with cunning, seeking to entice the salmon with the enthralling flutter of the fly.

 

Standing in the placid water, brandishing the tools of the artist, the fisherman’s artistic expression beckons to the earth’s bounty. Like the inspiration that moves the writer’s hands to strike the keys and pen an inspirational story, that guides the hands of the musician to pluck and caress the guitar strings to a magnificent song, that escorts the hands of the painter to brush the precise strokes of the master, the fisherman’s hands are the conduits that express a deeper meaning. In the crafting of the lure, in the glancing of the bait’s shadow, in the tantalizing skim off the glistening water, the artistry of the fisherman is witnessed.

 

Standing upon a pedestal made of water and spirit, the fisherman assumes the place of a spiritual artist, seeking out nourishment not of this world.

 

And Jesus said unto them, Come ye after me, and I will make you to become fishers of men.

—Mark 1:17   KJV

 

Clearly radiant in the pleasing sunlight, removed from the trials and sufferings of a cold, starving world, the fisherman, guided by Providence, seeks the refuge of a river or lake to experience the work of the Master.  Blessed with the bounty of Heaven, the fisherman gives freely from his earthly basket, never dismayed by the limits of this earthly existence.

 

With but five loaves and two fishes, the Fisherman feeds the whole earth.

 

—Matthew 14: 15-21   KJV

 

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Carpenter—The Measured Wood Builds My Home and Constructs the Dimensions of My Immeasurable Life

Wood

 

In the ancient past, water ran over Earth’s lands in violent, uncontrolled blankets, with no clear paths.

 

Only the Spirit of Life moved upon the face of the waters.

 

Around 450 million years ago, vascular plants formed.  Soaking up carbon dioxide from the atmosphere, the xylem and phloem brought forth rivers and muds, until eventually soils were molded.  With the gathering of dusts, the forests and farmlands were fashioned.  Thereafter, life forms, grass, and seed populated the lands until humanity came into existence.

 

In the jungles and the wood, life was created and brought forth others of its kind. Animation flourished and abounded.

 

Wood is Alive

 

Wood is alive; it never truly dies.

 

Cut, thrashed, or pulverized, in the quintessence of its germ, wood lives and moves.

 

Reaching toward Heaven the tree contests gravity, seeking to attain true plumb. In familiarity of the determination and ambition of its roots, the tree’s wood seeks the carpenter’s skill and proficiency to be crafted precisely throughout by plumb and level.  Fashioned by the carpenter’s square and noble tools, the wood is transformed into a fine creation.  In the transformation between hewn and build, the wood transforms the craftsman into an artisan of transcendent dimensions.

 

The quality of the wood is felt in the touch.  By its firmness and texture, equal to its shade, the wood remembers its fitted length and width.  Like a stored treasure, the wood waits upon the carpenter to reveal and express its true meaning.  Long before the vascular plants formed, when the seed floated in the deep ocean profundity envisaging the sapling and the bark, the tree cried out for the carpenter’s touch, yearning to be crafted by the profound wisdom of Divinity.

 

Fitted and molded to an excellence only a craftsman can envision and create, each part of the wood connects to the carpenter’s heart, a guided story expressed from ancient time.  In the hands of the carpenter, the wood’s crafted to precise dimensions.  By mortise and tenon, the ancient joints marvel in their simplicity, hewn and fashioned to the full degree of their strength.  The open or through mortise accepts the peg and dowel, rightly hardened by the biscuit to fuse the materials into a stronger union.  The aesthetic magnificence of the woodcraft and joinery reveals the interlocking arterial bond disguised in the wood’s splendor.  Observed by the dovetail, the artisan’s creative ingenuity breathes through the wood an excellent handiwork.

 

The wish of the tree is to feel the hand of the carpenter and be formed to a pronounced creation.

 

Tree of Life

 

It is no wonder that the Almighty is called the Word, and wrote a book for the living. The paper composing the book is alive, further carrying the good news of the message to all the living and breathing on earth.

 

In life, the Good News revealed to the blind the true nature of reality.

 

And he looked up, and said, I see men as trees, walking.(Mark 8: 24)

 

Upon death, the body of the Savior resided in a garden for three days while his spirit was hurt and punished in hades. (Mark 15: 43-47)  Three days were extended across eternity’s span; eternity was compressed into three days.  Thus, payment for sin was provisioned.

 

The soil of the garden, blessed by the treasured lifeblood, nourishes the wood. At the center of the plot sits the Tree of Life.

 

In the midst of the troubles of this world, confronted with the death, sickness, and turmoil of a heartless existence, I cling to the life of the Tree in the midst of the garden.

 

In its crust and hardened skin, I am protected.  In its roots and foliage, I am healed.  By eating its fruit, I find sustenance and perfection.

 

The food of the Tree of Life bestows to me the gift of eternal life.

 

 

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Armed Robber—The Corruption and Delinquency of the Sixteenth Amendment

Leftist Avenues of Political Deceit and Legislative Corruption

 

To raise revenue to fund the Civil War, an unqualified model formed out of an incompetent leadership introduced the Revenue Act of 1861.  Upon its termination in 1866, the Socialist Labor Party supported a graduated tax the following year.  Subsequently, in 1892, the Populist Party called for a graduated income tax.

 

Prior to 1913, federal revenue came from tariffs rather than taxes.

 

In a battle between the judicial branch and the legislative branch of government, the Wilson-Gorman Tariff Act of 1894 served as the initial battleground.  The following year, in a landmark case Pollock v. Farmers’ Loan & Trust Company, 157 U.S. 429 (1895), affirmed on rehearing, 158 U.S. 601 (1895), the Supreme Court of the United States ruled the Income Tax Act of 1894 unconstitutional because it violated the provision that direct taxes be apportioned among the states on the basis of population.

 

In 1913, pushed through leftist avenues of political deceit and legislative corruption, the Sixteenth Amendment vacated the righteous judgement of the Supreme Court.  From out of a murky perversion, developed within a twisted misapplication, a grotesque and horrid apparition took shape.  Like a cancerous growth on a healthy body, the apparition took hold of the most vulnerable areas of its victim.  The deadly result was immediately evident.  In a swift and violent devastation that refused to demonstrate the slightest mercy, the evil apparition defied the words of the Founders and created the criminal mechanisms that the faithful Patriots of 1776 had risked their lives to abolish.

 

With vicious callousness, exercising a cold brutality that has ruined and devastated countless civilizations throughout history, with an outstretched hand the apparition approaches one and all, either to wrestle pocketbook or soul from its countless victims.  Against those who dare to resist the heartless thief, the robber takes up arms and takes captive the citizenry.

 

The Sycophantic Tax Collector

 

In 1776, this was the foul and obscene vision the Founders had pledged their very lives to each other to prevent.  Now, in the form of the bully that considers only its survival as essential, the specter comes to torment the people of the Republic.  Lurking in the DC political pit, emerge the laborers of wickedness, drudges preying upon dredges, conducting the business of the king.  Money collectors and money changers, the workers assume the image of the tax collector.  Labelled by other disgusting designations, such as appraiser and assessor, it is the sycophantic tax collector who has ravaged the liberty of the descendants of the free people.  It is the tax collector who, like an obedient apple-polisher, delivers the coup de gras to the slave-citizens. For the profit and gain of the modern-day masters of our Republic—the international money changers who have perverted our freedoms and taken away our independence—the lash and rod of tax is inflicted upon the backs of the people.

 

The history of the Republic of the United States proves that freedom and taxes are diametrically opposed to each other.  It is the burden of tax that enslaves.

 

For this reason, the Revolutionary War was declared in 1776.

 

For this reason, our Republic was born.

 

To secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our posterity, bestowed to us by the free people who lived and died to purchase our liberties, then a new declaration must sound across our land.

 

If others have sounded the declaration of a free people in our generation, to rid our Republic of the stain of direct taxes, then let me follow their clarion call.

 

If I am alone, then let me be the first to sound the bugle upon the battlefield, and defend the righteous judgment of the 1776 revolutionary patriots who dared to believe themselves free and braved war against the king’s tyranny of taxation.

 

Publius

 

 

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