2017: 500th Reformation Day / 500. Reformationtag

On The Occasion Of The 500th Reformation Day - In 2017 Germany

If any state holiday in Germany with a religious/historical basis – as is the case in Catholic Bavaria, Franconia, Baden-Württemberg, for example – would be most justified for the middle and northern, as well as eastern regions of this culturally rich nation: it would have to be Reformation Day (not Hallowe'en), which falls on October 31st. This commemorates Luther's nailing his 95 Theses to the church door, which set into motion what would become a full – and significantly German – break with the Church of Rome and the ensuing birth of a whole new denomination of Christianity which would influence events over the next five centuries. 

And here we are today. Only due to this being the 500th Anniversary of Luther's Action is this being declared for the first time since Reunification and never again: a recognized national holiday. But why? The Churches – both Catholic and Protestant, no longer recognizable as either – have been as tucked into line, in lockstep with the Merkel-State and its maniacal machinations and manipulations to destroy this nation through every devious and insidious teflon-trick it can muster.

Just as in National-Sozialism, just as in GDR-Socialism, now they collapse in the arms of Merkel-Socialism (or GDR 2.0, as so many here have aptly named it). No piety is driving this 500th Anniversary national holiday, no religiosity at all, not even the notion of historical appreciation is honest – the entire matter is a flamboyant yet ever so transparent staging of “interest“ where none has been for over 12 years now, or more – a massively cynical hypocrisy. In a climate rife with agenda to twist or deny or erase German history, reduntantly reducing it like a bludgeon, to 12 years of National-Socialism. Pathetic.

No, what is indeed driving this is raw PR-opportunism, to give that relentless pitch for the NWO – and in this, the domestic Catholics won't feel any affrontery toward themselves as they certainly might otherwise; in the spirit of globalisation (under the mantle of ecumenism); in order to spin more bread-and-circus in the service of the smoke-and-mirrors distraction from Islamisation and resettlement; and – above all – the great hype for that ever-promising commerical bonanza via international tourism here in the multi-culti capital of the Banana Republic.

http://samuelinayatchisti.blogspot.de/2015/10/reformation-day.html




Zum 500. Reformationstag in 2017 Deutschland

Wenn jemals ein auf Religion bezogener staatlicher Feiertag in Deutschland hätte geben sollen – dann christlich; und wenn einmal außerhalb des katholischen, süddeutschen Raum, bzw. Berlin-Brandenburg, Schleswig-Holstein, Sachsen, Sachsen Anhalt (spricht Lutherstadt-Wittenberg) um ein paar Beispiele zu nennen: dann Reformationstag. Denn neben Weihnachten und Ostern, nichts ist aus dem Glauben und der Geschichte prägender und bedeutender für ein evangelisch bekennender Deutscher als gerade dies.

Die Katholiken haben deren mehreren staatlich anerkannten Feiertage für deren Gebieten. Was die nördlich und östlich von Bayern und Franken und Baden-Württemberg lebenden und praktizierenden Protestanten für sich alleine haben, weiß ich nicht besonders – aber es kann nicht besonders sein, wenn nicht mal DER Tag zu feiern schlechthin immer kein Status als staatlich anerkannte Feiertag gegönnt wird: Reformationstag.

Aber lass es einmal zum 500. Jubiläum kommen, 2017! DANN zieht der Merkeltaat, und DANN zieht die Bunteregierung, und DANN zieht der Berlin-Rainbow-Senat, und DANN zieht die Merekeldevote EKD, und DANN ziehen die Medien, zusammen an einem Strang. DANN schüttet die Kunst-und-Kultur-Gelder aus der Staatstrühe. Und warum? Aus frommen oder sogar gläubigen Gründe? Aus wahrer Wahrnehmung und Schätzung des nationalen Kulturschatzes? Oh, nein. Nein nein und nein! Das nicht!

Sondern: Aus reinem PR-Opportunismus, um für die NWO zu werben – und darin werden die Katholiken im Land auch keinen (sonstigen) Affront empfinden; im Sinn der Globalisierung (unter der Deckung des Ökumenisches); um mehr Brot-und-Zirkus zu schleudern im Dienst der Schall-und-Rauch Ablenkung von Islamisierung und Umsiedlung; und – vor allem – der große Hype für das immer versprechende Kommerz durch internationalen Tourismus in die multikulti Hypestadt der Bananenrepublik.

Luther mag weinen, er mag sich im Grab drehen. Aber wenn er heute zu Wort kommen würde, hätten die Käßmanns und die Göring-Eckardts und die Gaucks und die Merkels und all die verkommenen-Willkommen Gemeinde keine Bühne mehr, keine Einfluß mehr, und keine Macht.

Das würde wohl Luther – mit Sicherheit – zu Deutschland heute, in seinem 500. Jubiläumsjahr sagen:
http://samuelinayatchisti.blogspot.de/2017/05/weh-euch.html

„Weh euch!“: Sam predigt – und gibt „den Luther“ - ab 5:18 Minuten:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ozm6iwSpm00

Keine andere Religion - No Other Religion

Nennt mir eine andere Religion, die das Konzept in seinem Basis und seiner Wurzeln enthält, von dar-al-islaam und dar-al-harb, also "Haus - d.h. Gebiet - des Krieges" (woimmer auf der Welt Islam nicht herrscht) gegenüber "Gebiet der Frieden" - was nur bedeuten darf, da wo Islam als die Staatsreligion den Basis, die Identität, und die weitere politische und kulturelle Entwicklung eines Landes einnimmt - um die kufar (Ungläubigen) zu konvertieren, verknechten, oder vernichten.  Man kann mir keine andere solche Religion nennen.

Name me one other religion which contains in its very basis and roots, the concept of dar-al-islaam and dar-al-harb, that is, "House - or territory - of War" (wherever in the world Islam does not rule) as opposed to "House of Peace" - which may only mean, there where Islam as the state religion has seized the basis, the identity, and the further political and cultural development of a country and its people - and to either convert the kufar (Unbelievers), place them in 2nd class under you, or exterminate them .  You cannot name me any other such religion.

Nennt mir eine andere Religion, die all ihre Beforderungen aus Zeiten wohl über tausend, oder tausende Jahren her, all ihre Strafgesetze und deren Praktiken, all ihre kriegerische Anstrebungen nach absoluter und bedingungsloser Weltmacht - als Religion selbst - noch bis in der heutigen Zeit, gelten sollen, durch jihad und durch jeden Maßnahmen von taqiyya und Druck oder Drohung (alles schließlich, jihad).  Man kann mir keine andere solche Religion nennen.

Name me one other religion, all of whose demands and regulations from times well over a thousand - or thousands of - years past, all of whose penalties and laws and their actual practice, all of whose warlike aspirations toward absolute and unconditional world power and domination - as a religion, mind you - applies right into the present day, now, in our time.  Through jihad and by every means and measure of taqiyya and pressure or threat (all of which a stage of jihad).  You cannot name me any other such religion.

Nennt mir eine andere Religion, die das Recht und Anspruch, die Pflicht sogar, bis auf heute für sich nimmt - und predigt und dürchführt - auf Todesstrafe (durch jeden Familien- oder Clanmitglied, mit oder ohne "Prozess") für "Abtrünnigern" oder das Verlassen des Islams üverhaupt, u.a. "Verbrechen", auf Ehrenmord und Frauen"züchtigung", auf öffentlichen Hinrichtungen und Auspeitschen für Ehebruch, Schwulsein, jeden DressCode-bruch.  Man kann mir keine andere solche Religion nennen.

Name me one other religion which assumes for itself to this very day, the right and claim, indeed the duty - and preaches and practices as much to this effect - to death penalty (via any family or clan member, with or without "due process") for "renegades" or for just leaving Islam at all, among other "criminal acts".  Likewise the claim to honor killings, and "chastisement" of women, to public executions and whippings for infidelity, for being gay, for any breaks of dress code.  You cannot name me any other such religion.

Nennt mir eine andere Religion, die so hofiert wird von der aggressiven Links-Weltverbesserern und Globalisten, so wie damals von Hitler und von Himmler höchstpersönlich, ja so mitidentifiziert, oder die sich so empfindlich empört gibt bis auf Gebietzerstörung und Mordrufe - und deren Durchführung - gegen Kritiker oder sogar Satire über sich als Religion oder (insbesonder!) deren Gründungsfigur.  Man kann mir keine andere solche Religion nennen.

Name me one other religion that is so courted by the aggressive Leftist world-improvers and globalists, just as had Hitler and Himmler in their day, is so identified with, or which presents itself as so senstive and outraged to the point of destructive actions and calls to murder - and these being carried out - against critics or even satire toward itself as a religion or (especially!) toward its founding figure.  You cannot name me any other such religion.

Ich könnte weiter hier, aber ich befürchte zu sehr, als Islamophob, möglicherwiese bezeichnet zu werden.  Und das möchte ich um jeden Preis, vermeiden!

I could go on here, but I rather hesitate to do so, out of fear of possibly being branded Islamophobic.  And I would rather avoid that at any price.

Destined For Dhimmitude

One says, some things die hard – like illusions;

still harder die the hard-won Gutmensch delusions.

While some follow a dream, others a hallucination;

whoever follows the EU-nightmare will lose a nation

to the chaos, planned or not, brought on by mass-immigration.

Illusions, delusions and hallucinations deny the coming Islamisation,

– political correctness and its denunciations takes its unnatural course,

grooming a culture of censure, censorship, all of whose natural source

lies with the ideological Left and its lies idiot-logical, concerning the Welcome

spread out at the expense of all, for a paralysing parasitic era which will come.

"The-Religion-Of-Peace" does not come without a price, it brings with it shari'a

under which the very notion of democracy and private religious choice is pariah;

which hardly a soul indoctrinated in the "tolerant, multi-cultural" attitude

would ever grasp – that as kafir s/he has but one choice: death or dhimmi-tude.

Conversion being the "best of options", though one finds it unlikely that so many

would renounce generations of free thought for an exotic intellectual slavery.

Nor would such risk death in Resistance – hence tomorrow's role of dhimmi

for those who, with broken wills and resignation, conform (as that is less foolhardy).

Not for these a conscious pride in nation or culture, tradition or personal dignity
– appeasement and arrangement whatever the cost, and that cost will be high.

Mosque after mosque ... churches closed or taken over; synagogues, temples: taboo;

Where then will you find your "multi-culti" under mono-culti shari'a, as Christian or Jew,

or Hindu, Buddhist, atheist or other? Where then your LGBT and "feminism", liberality –

your freedom to eat, drink and dress, to dance and sing as you like, farewell democracy?

If enslavement is bitter when it overwhelms by force, it's phenomenally stupid

when one drags oneself by the nose, eyes closed, into it through such insipid

intransigence, negligence, refusal to google and inform oneself of what is afoot;

sucking up all the taqiyyah of those who'll expect your submission via the dhimmi route.

Wake up now or when it's too late – or never, as the case may be:

just don't block the way of those willing to fight the tide of the status of dhimmi.

Currently Considering

There was a time stretching over most all of Human history, that electricity as a scientifically conceivable and verifiable phenomenon, just waited to be discovered, named, harnessed, applied.

During this time, common religion was not permitted to push the envelope in mutual appreciation together with the sciences, but was consigned to remain enveloped in traditions of custom, superstition, ritual and manipulation.

Today we are fortunate to know and embrace science and the blessings of advanced discovery.  Science however, takes the place of “Old Religion” when it becomes itself enveloped in self-serving dogma.

If before the Modern Age you’d approached anyone with the idea that a cable plug placed in a socket would draw an unlimited current of electric energy, so powerful it could either kill in an instant or power everything in your domicile – you’d have been avoided, outcast, maybe pilloried or worse.

How many, considering themselves religious or not, agnostic or atheistic or indifferent – how many now, today, would consider taking the plug of their own original potential and with sincere childlike interest, trust, devotion or love, placing that into the socket igniting the current of God’s presence, love and grace?

Just as electricity can be known without ever being explained or explainable – so is God’s current just waiting to be discovered.

 

What Peace Is Not

"The-Religion-Of-Peace" being sold us, is not.
And neither is peace "the opposite of war," as that is only a cease-fire or a non-hostile accord; non-hostility is certainly civil, but peace it ain't, rather a civil non-war.

Nor is being nice and getting along comfortably, peace.
Nor is appeasement, nor is it non-action passing for non-violent, nor non-confrontational, nor submitting to more dominant personalities because they dominate.

Peace is not "giving me a break" or avoidance of the unpleasant and disagreeable, nor is it the seeking of these; it is neither a matter of opinion nor is it ever mainstream or politically correct – ever; peace is not wishful thinking, though one may well wish for peace and desire it for others.  It is without arrogance or self-satisfaction in the least, solid without insisting on its solidity.

Peace is:   a state of non-ego, sovereign unto itself.  Politics cannot even approach it, even "balance" does not quite deliver, although there is balance in it.  When Scripture speaks of "the peace which passes all understanding," what Paul meant in this is that peace is without ego – and therefore outside of what the ego can grasp or use or manipulate or fake.  It is not unattainable, just not with ego.  That is what makes it sovereign.

Not with politics, not with appeasement, not with ideology of any kind whatsoever.  Not by falling all over each other to court and crawl before "The-Religion-Of-Peace" and practice greeting one another with "peace" in Arabic.  I once adhered to this notion, we no longer can afford to – one's own language will suffice.  Anyone is quite free to disagree with me on any point, we may argue or not, it doesn't matter.  I am at peace with what I am saying.

Peace is non-ego in action, one responds accordingly without being "the do-er," and leaving the approval or disapproval of others outside the equation.  How one is to come to this, how this is reached, attained, is too obvious to bear mentioning here.

I wish everyone reading this, as likewise myself, peace – the peace which passes all understanding. May healing come.

What Would Swami Say?...

Were you ever in love?
Can you imagine a beloved, your beloved,
can you relate to that?

Madly in love with this beloved,
you sing and you sing and you breathe
and you sing some more, on every tone
you're in the presence of this beloved,
and your beloved is with you, never leaving you.
This beloved is unborn and undying,
imparting health and wholeness, lots of
nonsentimental evelasting love.

Whatever the circumstances -- you might get placed
in solitary confinement for being politically incorrect,
and make that your temple.
If you were gagged and bound you'd hum
the beloved's song; if they drugged you
or put you under, your beloved would sing to you.

Were I to make a list of all the variations of my song
to this beloved, I'm afraid it would be long.
And long is the slow melody
of the great Shiva homage, offering refuge,
imparting expansion of crown and heart and matter,
and much earth as well in a highly etheric manner --
making the entire space palpably sacred.

That is how I'd received it first over forty years ago,
hardly anyone sings it like that now.
Yet it's still all there, and I'm still in love.
This is my religion, sealed in faith.

Empathy

The screams of Islam's victims reach me in the night.

I hear them in the day through the din of normal life,

I hear the cries of children, of boys used as girls,

of girls used as property, and mutilated in their own most sacred...

I hear the weeping of women, and the bleating of God's creatures,

I sense the contempt toward this world's beauty, the stench

of loathing reaches my nostrils, and having no power but in prayer –

I have to bear it.

One hears how stupid Christianity is, how archaic, how weak,

one hears how arrogant the Jews are, how fundamentalist are both;

one hears little of Buddhists, of Hindus, they must have become irrelevant;

of Muslims one hears a great wind and clamor of how discriminated they are,

how misjudged, how maligned, intolerated, how misinterpreted:

one is not allowed to address the sheer lack of empathy

for the victims of Islam, these are denied recognition

as the mainstream sleep-walkers fall over each other – even atheists,

to recognize and fawn upon the "Religion of Peace."

Confrontation is only to be viewed as hostile hatred and vile bigotry,

no one can imagine that confrontation comes from empathy.

But I will say this once, and I'll be saying it again until one more awakens:

Being Human is something truly, deeply divine at its core,

the one question of any consequence being, what defines it, being Human:

it is not defined by power or by wealth, not by poverty or by shame,

it is not decided by ideology at all, or religion, or sexual orientation;

neither politics nor supremacy, nor tyranny nor pitied victimhood,

nor doing-everything-right nor following someone nor being good.

What decides and defines the Human Being is the faculty of empathy.

Real empathy cannot be manipulated, nor faked, nor sentimentalized;

it has the taste of consciousness, it both reflects and is spurred to action,

where action is required after reflection.

I hear much about tolerance and about co-existence, useful cudgels

in the hands of today's molders of NewSpeak, who know nothing,

nothing whatsoever of real empathy.

The I of the Beholder

Love is and naught else, for God is Love.

The I which loves and desires to express

is divine indeed, however human.

If after passing from this individuated form

I long for Union there will be none so long as I am.

Should I meet Jesus' embrace how shall I and Christ be?

Should I merge into ha-Shem how shall That be echad if I am?

Paradise is grand, Heaven is indescribable, Union alone is Union – no I.

Rumi is not cavorting with any 72 virgins, he is gone, there is only One.

I, being in love, always want to behold the beloved,

and when this being-in-love ripens to perfection, being-in will fall

of its own as leaves nourishing the earth, and becoming love itself

the beholder will be no more and this I is naught but love itself.

The practice of humility is there to find a path toward effacement.

In its effacement in the Beloved does the I of the beholder attain its purpose,

and all the religion and all the sadhana and all the yoga and all the bhajan

are only there for this I to lose itself in waking up and arriving home.

My Afterlife

Okay, so the way I view The Afterlife goes sort of as follows: "Heaven" is a retirement home for the pious, where they can be served cocktails and energy drinks and play shuffle-board and shoot the shit. "Hell" is where you find slaughterers of families for religion's sake and folks who've stoned women and beheaded children.

Then my number comes up and I'm asked, "Did you practice your Faith?" Come what may, I'll answer yes. For which I'll get a knuckle-rub on my scalp and asked what I want, at which juncture I'll take a pass on heaven, and request that I be suited up with fresh juice and a song in my heart - no halos - and sent back to work wherever They find most suitable.

When asked why, I'll say, "Lord, I just want to be where you'll make best use of me. If there's something to 'get' I want everyone to 'get it' before I'm done." The Lord grins and gives me a dutch rub and a kick in the seat, on to my next assignment.   . . .

Or, it could all look different than this of course, and I'll just have to wait to find out after I've passed the 150 mark after all.

 

Brick of Possibilities

Religion reminds one of a brick.
You take a fine, sturdy, dumb brick.
Paint it in your best hand, make that
Christ or Cross, Krishna or Kabir,
inscribe the entire Qur'an or Torah there,
or Siri Guru Granth Sahib of the Sikhs –
literally, it's all been done.

And it's still a brick, but what a brick!
If you paint on it that which binds you
with your most sincerely cherished Love,
then please do it, I'll weave garlands with you
and we'll place them there together.

Knowing that a brick is a brick,
we'll contemplate together and open our hearts
to what's creatively imaged into that brick;
knowing that as what was painted came from within,
so is the very Love and Source being depicted –
and the intimate Knowledge of That – entirely within,
to be merely, albeit strongly, reminded, directed there again.

But shall this be the brick of Cain or of Cathedral?
The brick of Egypt or of the Bridge which bonds us
in mutual sovereignty?

If it's to whack another in the chops or break windows
or be more bric-à-brac to keep you off-track –
then we have a problem, then a brick really is just a brick.

Let each have their brick most suitable or exchange them –
you can't exchange the Self anyway, there is only one of That.
Yes, a brick's a brick – but oh, what a fine looking brick indeed!

"Getting Religion" II

Religion is like a body –
like a body it has a head,
a heart, a gut, a yoni and a lingam.
And an asshole.

Religion is like a body –
the head is for thinking-too-much;
the heart is for bringing light into the world,
circulating divine nourishment into all organs,
manifesting love as Human so this world might survive
in knowing joy through that One Breathing Truth;
the gut is for drawing the darkness out of its scary corner:
to do the work of offering it into the light;
the lingam is for positive penetration of Consciousness
into the Earth; the yoni is for warmth and depth, bringing forth life.
The asshole, in over-abundance, gives us jihad and all manner of control issues.
(Every body has one of these – only in religion there are ever so many.)

Religion is like a body –
in which head defines and calculates, feels separate from body;
whereas heart is in that body, nourishes it constantly, earthy and divine.
Head thinks thoughts, writes a theology, says heart doesn't think;
heart indeed thinks – but in dimensions of Unity head cannot grasp.
The asshole is entirely thoughtless, narcisstically striving to
dominate and to rule with unquestioned authority.

The Bringers of light – for whom religions were named, systematized
– these always were first of the heart,
feeding the body as only heart can.
They taught in heart, knowing there would be heads later.
And they knew that religion is like a body –
there would be assholes.

When Sufis give themselves over to zikr,
or Yogis to nada and laya, the Yogas of sound –
when these are practiced devotedly in homes,
in temples, in caves, or in ashrams;
when choirs move listeners and members both
to inner heights which only heart can offer:
then is religion like a body well-served.

(O pious egos! Ablutions will never remove your dirt,
a clean heart will: clear your hearts not of taste of pork –
but rather of envy and intrigue, of bigotry and loathing,
of supremacism and subterfuge, of primitive posturing.
If enemies would just finally love their enemies, then
"the enemy of my enemy" just might well be my friend.)

Then you can think with your heart, act from your heart,

heal other hearts through your heart, as God so intended.

For God is Love, and this Love brought us into manifestation.