#World View

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Wood Engraving Wednesday

NICHOLAS WILSON

This wood engraving, World View by Arizona painter, sculptor, and engraver Nicholas Wilson (b. 1947), is reproduced in the Wood Engravers' Network  Fifth Triennial Exhibition, 2024-2026 catalog of the Wood Engravers’ Network (WEN), the national organization for American wood engravers. I was the juror for this traveling exhibition.

Wilson is a self-taught artist who has lived in Arizona for over 30 years. His work tends to focus on the natural environment he encounters in the Arizona landscape. On making wood engravings, Wilson writes:

Among the various media I work in, my favorite, as I grow older, is wood engraving. The graphic expression of subject, presented in black and white parallel lines, dots and dashes, enable me to render my thoughts in precise detail. 

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[palatinewolfsblog]

Pronoia

The exact opposite of paranoia.

The firm belief that our universe operates in our favor.

[liberty1776]

The Insidious Way Neo-Marxism Captures Our Youth

How Christians can fight back against Marxism. Overcoming Marxist lies with truth. 

[victusinveritas]

[1five1two]

"Worldview" is not based on books; it is an internal form, which at times in a person with little education is expressed much more brightly, than in some other "intellectual" or scientist.

Julius Evola

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

We must realize that the Reformation world view leads in the direction of government freedom. But the humanist world view with inevitable certainty leads in the direction of statism. This is so because humanists, having no god, must put something at the center, and it is inevitably society, government, or the state.

Francis Schaeffer

[writtenbygrimes]

Old Souls

To trips around the sun. #poetry #aging #life

When I was young, people would tell me I was an old soul.I suppose what they meant wasI appeared to look at the world through eyesthey were sure had been here before.Seen things before.Trod these paths before.There was a knowing in my face, my gait, my speech.A patience and wisdom that did not befit a child.I often wondered how old this old soul was.I would come to realize all things are revealed…

[anonymitie]

The Opposite of Sex (1998)

[brianfrench1995]

Only 22 countries have never been invaded by England.

[sirnlish]

Oh how I wish it snowed here in real life.

elias legacy extras

[redravenpoems]

Working Dream

Work till you drop Then do it again Does it ever stop When will it end? When does the rest get to begin When I’m dead and buried in the earth once more I hope not. For that would be poor. Struggle in vain to care for my family While others do nothing and live quite grandly Is it fair? I think not Yet ive found this to be my lot. From rags to riches The American dream Any more seems a…

[rememerance]

My Journey of Awakening

Part ll

They were flowing through my blood vessels and breath every single moment. A nightmare from which I could not wake up. A year passed. Two years passed. Three years passed. My depression slowly got better during these times, but every time I thought about that day in the elevator, I regretted not carrying out my plan because I couldn't see any meaning that staying alive had brought me. I just kept suffering from this deep-seated loneliness, loneliness, loneliness every moment of my every day.

Every single day for all these years, I never stopped looking outward for the connection that I never ceased to crave, all the while blaming the world and humanity for its superficiality, ugliness, stupidity and materialism. I never felt like I belonged to any aspect of this world. I loathed the human beings. I was bitterly obsessed with returning to the imaginary planet of passionate idealist beings that I belonged to, my true home, that I couldn't even know if existed, and harrowingly dreaming about waking up from this nightmare.

Fast forward to the end of April, 2023, when I was first drawn to the Law of Attraction. What immediately, deeply and perfectly resonated with me was what its philosophy describes as the Source behind this world where all humans coming from. For the first time in almost a decade, I no longer felt any loneliness. It magically disappeared completely. I felt no more need to seek for connections with anyone. My chronic obsessing longing for romantic love was completely gone. The almost decade-long, soul-deep loneliness that tormented me more and more every moment as my life progressed, vanished completely. The process happened so naturally and silently that it took some time after it happened for me to realize that I was no longer lonely. So I didn't even get a chance to be surprised or shocked. Didn't have the chance to say goodbye to my dear old friend, Lonely.

Yet the complete transformation of my whole person and life occurred after watching people's near-death experiences which my reason could not refute. In the moment they described the light and unconditional eternal love they experienced, I couldn't imagine, couldn't believe, couldn't comprehend, couldn't even come to terms with the fact that the world I have been in, the universe, everything that exists, is the very thing that I have never stopped searching and longing for all my life. Everything that I have deeply longed for for nearly a decade, all of it, is embracing me eternally warmly and entirely, and existing through my very existence. All my questions were answered. Questions that I expected an answer for and never expected an answer for. Answers that I decided to search for for the rest of my life through dedicating in science and researching. Answers that I believed I could never ever ever find during the time I am in this world. Answers that I have craved, longed for, dreamed of. Answers that make my soul tremble in the mixture of disbelief and overwhelming bliss. Answers that are incomprehensibly ravishing. A person who had been starving for ten years found mountains of Michelin-quality delicacies. A body that had been thirsty for ten years fell into a giant raging clear river. The enormous realisation happened so dramatically and suddenly that it seems just like a dream. Luckily it isn't a dream. Indeed all just a dream. An extremely magnificent dream. A dream of gift. A dream of bliss. Fairy tales come true. Holy shit. Oh my god. It's a fantastic joke. A joke I played on myself. The life I chose and planned. The family and the people around me I chose to be diametrically opposed to my nature. The culture, the nationality to be born into. I chose to go through 23 years of slumber, love deprivation, utmost loneliness, and then wake up violently and unexpectedly. I'm so thankful for myself. I could be THIS humorous. Damn. Fuck. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. Not bad for me. To think that when I was 19, someone saw my struggles then and tried to introduce spirituality to me, and how dismissive I was, refusing without giving them a second chance, not even giving a thought, as I was brought up in a society that taught me to only believe in sicence and ditch everything else that is not science. My mother who caused me endless pain and anxiety, the mother I used to detest, for her I now have nothing but love, blessings and compassion. How thankful I am that I didn't leave this world that year at 18, even if I actually now know that god could not have let me die that day no matter what, as that is not in my Plan, and even if I've always thought that my absurd feeling of good mood in the elevator that day was an unfortunate coincidence. I just want to say to my pre-birth self, which is actually also the one now typing, your fucking plan is fucking perfect. Hell humor. You know indeed how to be funny. Holy shit. How I would love to go back to the moment I chose my life plan and see what the hell I was thinking. I'm in shock every moment of every day, every time I realize that everything I've been looking for is this world, I get in deep shock, thrill, unable to believe it, asking how can this be not just a dream? And then I go on with my daily routines. Then again I suddenly realize that everything I have been searching for all my life is this world, and I get again in deep shock, thrilled, unable to believe, unable to comprehend, asking how can this be true? This process repeats itself over and over again. Over and over and over. WOW. Holy shit. Bull vagina. Ah. How ingenious, how majestic, how laudable my pre-birth plan is 👍🏻: my chosen game character attributes:

Name: Fifi

Traits: pure idealist, sensitive, craves unconditional love. Follows intuition automatically.

Awakening: The character will be completely unconcious until the age of 23, and awakens before the age of 24.

Father: Giver of love, the only person the character loves dearly in childhood. Rarely sees the character, passes away when the character is eight. Unconcious for his whole life.

Mother and other family members: pure realists. Pragmatic. Unable to give the character unconditional love. Unconcious.

Social Environment: atheism, realism, restraining society. Highly unconcious society.

All classmates: realists. Unconcious.

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What are the traits of your game character? Did you wake up yet? Did you choose to be unconcious for your whole life? Did you choose to wake up in the year you are reading this?

Near-death experience videos mentioned:

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLhKH1qyzUjA_1A8wBzTlSxqpyCD3zxFer

Personal Journey

[writeamarachi]

Check Your World Views

There are different viewpoints in the world, different walks of lives, and different ways of living, being, and thinking. One thing for sure is that there are certain viewpoints that cause people to take their lives, and are literally the reason why people are losing their lives by the hands of others.

If your world views, from the way you think, to the words you say, to how you refer to other people's existence, and how you move around people are harmful to the lives of others, I have the full right to tell you you're being problematic and morally wrong. If it rubs you the wrong way, that's your conscious speaking to you, showing you your cognitive dissonance, and telling you to dig deep so that you're able to learn, think, be, and move differently.

There can be room for compassion for you as you experience cognitive dissonance, but the compassion mainly begins, and is stronger, when you learn to value your humanity enough in order to value the humanity of other people. You'll need to value the humanity of other people so much so that you're able to change your harmful, problematic, and morally wrong way of thinking, speaking, being, and moving in this world.

[wangliancai]

How you look at the world is how you treat it. How you treat the world is what the world becomes for you.

 – Ted Larkins

[monismochi]

What was the one (or 5) books that changed thebway you view the world? Fiction/non fiction/essay/poetry genuinely anything ^