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Thursday, April 09, 2009

Debate

I never debate. If you catch me debating someone, I am marking time until something better comes along. Never argue with people on their home turf. Their home turf is this great palaver blanket of mush which sort of covers us all with its mind-dulling rhetoric of rationalism. Words are masks and disguises. I no longer have a need to disguise reality. When reality is uncovered - that is, our human reality, what we have created, not what God has created - it is frightening and bloody. How bloody it is is a measure of its failure at existing. It is frightening because it is loud, hellish, body-rending and mind-numbing. It may not destroy us, however, without our ok. We have to become complicit in crime before it may destroy us. Debate is dancing around the ring, boxing with this reality, wondering whether we shall engage and thus be destroyed, or... whether we shall fly away in the glory, in the morning.

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