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For there to be a new world order, there would have to have been an old world order.

What does that mean?

new and old.....

is pretty obvious what that means. Old, something that has been and might be coming to an end. New, is something that has yet to be and might be coming to a beginning.

world...

well, that could mean somebody's individual existence and everything that existence encompasses (that in my opinion would be the micro world) The macro world could encompass everything that exists that everyone experiences. For the time being, that could be the whole planet earth, but as we progress technologically, it could encompass more and more of the universe.

order...

when I think of order, I immediately think of its opposite, chaos. So order could mean that everything has its place.

With these three words broken down...if there is a "New World Order" coming, it would be nice to identify a possible "Old World Order."

I would argue that an "Old World Order" could have possibly been one that involved, religion. Religion allowed our planet to flourish to its population it has today. For Christians, we had the 10 Commandments to follow...to keep us in our place. Order was also maintained by family. Our devotion and love to one another kept everyone in their place. Order was in addition maintained by our work. Being at work 1/2 of our waking lives also kept us in place. In addition, the chasing of money also kept us on the straight and narrow.

These couple examples cover some of the major "old" world orders that have existed...and still do to some extent. But statistics would show they are on the decline....religious follwing...down, married couples..down, jobs are still around...but I will address this shortly along with money. (Jobs and money are connected obviously).

I am no expert here, but I am assuming that if there is going to be a "new order"...anytime you transition between something old and new, there is a short period (or long...depending on the complexity of the transition) of chaos between the two. Have you ever heard that saying, "It has to get worse before it gets better?" It is no different than somebody remodeling their house. Their house is in order before the remodel job, but is a mess in the middle of the job, and it is new order after the remodel job.

Now lets look at the state of the world as it stands right now today (2/24/2020). Take a step back from your day to day life and look at the state of our "world". I would say there is a lot of chaos in it right now. You have government feuding, genders feuding, rich vs. poor, religions losing their power over chaos...etc.

If this theory is correct, that would mean there is room being made for the "new order" to emerge. In other words, room for everything to have its place. When I refer to everything, I am primarily referring to...everyone having their place. If that is so, what is going to maintain this new order?

.....among other things, respond to greed and to fear. As do prices of real assets, such as gold. This huge drop in these stock markets worldwide, speak of fear. Many see the possible pandemic as the source. The clairvoyance of money? I'm into cash. All hundred dollars.

Throughout my life, my association with the Church has been very casual. I daresay I must have been christened in one, but I don’t remember anything at all about that. As an adult, it seems difficult to avoid churches altogether; lucky, in deed, is the man who has never been required to attend a christening, wedding or funeral. In my experience, the goings-on in churches can only be described as dreary.

Given what I have said so far, one might reasonably conclude that I don’t very much like churches, but nothing could be further from the truth. I love churches. Not all of them, of course, some are ugly and uninviting, but most are interesting. I very rarely pass a church without giving it a similar degree of attention as many men give to a shapely young female walking along the pavement. Although I like to think my reaction to the view is less unwholesome.

I like older churches that stand in graveyards the best. Particularly if the graveyard is slightly neglected, and the gravestones are all leaning in various directions, at various angles. I can’t say I usually give much thought to what might be beneath the stones, just as I don’t give much to what might be happening inside the church; it’s all about aesthetics, really. I just like the way it all looks.

...Now a protected world heritage site, by treaty, until 2048. Greenpeace courage and persistence did it. No shortage of opposition. Americans had a nuclear reactor there, and blew it up, after decommissioning. Idiots. French commandos bombed an activist boat docked there. Morons. A number of other countries tried their best to keep it open for mining and other development. Imbeciles. The useless and incompetent UN tried shamelessly to get in on the act late in the game. Debiles. But think about it. It is a concerted peaceful action by world nations, in opposition to profit. If this is possible, we should work toward other such treaties. Near earth space? The moon? Our oceans? Young ladies for older men. Geniuses. Why not?

.... Daring daylight roadside attack on a delivery truck. Loaded with important cargo. Rolls of toilet paper stolen in the attack, but soon recovered after 1,000 top detectives right on the case. Driver OK. Is she an immigrant from the socialist workers' paradise of Venezuela? Vote Democrat in November. And then feel the burn. Guess where?

Trying to find someone real that isn't a scammer is challenging enough as is. Try throwing in TANTRA on top of it. Like I've only met 1 American dude that could do this with me over long distances. I don't mind looking outside of my own country, but long distance dating is absolute shit! I mean, if the other person was serious enough to work towards my moving to the UK, the Caribbean, or New Zealand - that'd be one thing.

Like who's on this site that's truly serious about meeting their oversea's partner? I'd be shocked if he's Tantric and over the age of 40

A return to an old theme.

Claude Moonpenny had a collection of rare, erotic gnomes. He had a few conventional gnomes in his front garden, but the erotic ones were at the back of the house, hidden from public view. Claud’s wife, Janet, didn’t approve of the gnomes.

It had taken Claude many years to amass his collection, and it included pieces from all over the world. Janet dreaded to think how much money her husband had spent in pursuit of his hobby over the years, and harboured more than a little resentment at having to put up with a threadbare sofa in her living room, while thousands of pounds worth of obscene ceramic debauchery was on display outside.

Claude was rearranging his Karma Sutra set when he suffered the heart attack and dropped dead amidst a scenario of shameless cavorting. It’s probably how he would have wanted to go, but perhaps without a bearded figurine appearing to penetrate his left ear.

Erotic gnomery is a very specialized area, and Janet had to do a lot of research to find a market for the unsavoury population of her back garden. Her efforts, though, were rewarded handsomely. It turned out that the “Moonpenny Collection” was renowned and much coveted within erotic gnoming circles, and the news that it was on the market caused something of a feeding frenzy.

The gnomes all went to a very wealthy collector from Amsterdam in the end. Janet made enough money from the sale to give up her cleaning job, buy a small cottage in the country and live quite comfortably on the money that was left.

While Janet could not honestly say that she missed Claude, she could say that she did not miss the gnomes. Nevertheless, she kept one as a memento. That gnome usefully serves as a door stop in her cottage now. Janet did have concerns about the effect its appearance might have on any unprepared visitors to the house, but a sharp tap with a toffee hammer and a small pair of trousers soon fixed that.

It went down to 40 Fahrenheit with winds of 25 miles per hour last night and I put the heater on for the first time.
As expected, the place filled with a burned smell as the dust on the heater coils burned away. Defeating the purpose of heat, I had the windows open for a while to allow the fresh air in and the smoke smell out.
Good thing it didn't set off the smoke detector.

Tonight, it's expected to be in the 60's so no plans for the heater... but that decision will be made later! Much later...

its better to be born a bit crazy ..becose when you do go crazy .people wont .notice it so much TERENCE

I broke the screen (glass) on my phone finally! At first I was shocked but that slowly morphed into mild annoyance with this fractured view of cyber space.

I went to breathe some clean Air and talk to god this week.



She says "Hi" btw!

Been wondering what the white pencil I have is good for so I made a black background with marker and made a simple drawing


...and took a pic with negative filter.



Oh right...Ima get a new phone!