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What relevance or significance does the crucifixion of Christ have to mankind? I’ve always been puzzled by this and even asked the question several times on this site. I’ve never heard an answer that makes sense.

I got a leaflet through my door today; it had a website for the “Life Changers Church” printed on it. On the website I found this nicely concise answer to the question”

Christianity is a RELATIONSHIP... That’s why He sent Jesus Christ to the earth, to die on a cross as a substitute for you and me; for our sins; and the sins of this world. Jesus paid the price to create a bridge between God and man. A perfect man, Jesus, took the place of imperfect man—you and me; and He exchanged His innocent life, for our guilty life.

As neat as this answer is I’m afraid that, as far as I am concerned, it answers nothing. It seems a totally arbitrary exercise on the part of God. If mankind was guilty of something, and Jesus was innocent, how on Earth does contriving his gruesome death exonerate mankind? There’s no logic to it; absolutely no rationality.

I am not responsible for anyone's “sins” but my own.

There seems to be a school of thought within Christianity which maintains that what you believe is more important than what you do in this life. As long as you believe in God, and love God above all else, any wrong you may have done, no matter how bad, can be forgiven. Well forgiveness is within the gift of the wronged, and is a matter for them. If you want to depart the World without sin, don’t commit any. But, if you are merely human and can’t manage that, just learn to live with what you’ve done wrong and try not to do it again.

Believe in and love God as much as you like, but don’t go thinking that lets you off the hook when it comes to how you behave towards your fellow man. .. Just consider: if God loves mankind as much as it is said he does, and he is not really the praise demanding narcissist that he is treated as, he may well think that way too.

Happy Easter.

They say you can lead a horse to water but can’t make it drink. A way round that might be to take the water to the horse and just wait for it to give in.

I don’t own a smartphone; all I can do with my phone is make calls and send and receive text messages. It’s not because I’m cheap that I won’t buy a smartphone, it is because I can foresee the consequences that would inevitably follow from my getting one and I don’t like what I (fore)see.

When I am at home I can’t stay away from my computer. Even when I am busy I keep stopping to check on something or look something up. When I leave the house it is a relief to get away from the damned thing. The last thing I would want to do is take it with me when I go out, but, if I had a smartphone, that, in effect, is what I would be doing.

Last week the company I work for told us that all the drivers were to be issued with smartphones.

'I am my own God.
We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, the state and our education system.
We are here to drink beer.
We are here to kill war.
We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us'.
Charles Bukowski

...As good as CS is in helping us vet away all the nutters and gold diggers, not to mention the truly dangerous sociopaths, as we cast our wide nets here, there's always more to DO, as in due diligence. So, in an effort to help the many thousands of females on CS who are dreaming of snatching up a catch like me, I thought I'd describe, in some detail, my very own neurotic morning routine. After all, as we age, our ways do become set somewhat, and as my pilot pals say, better to learn on the ground, than in the air. I sleep with the radio on low volume---mostly tuned into the Beeb, on short wave, or to right wing AM talk radio. I do get plenty of sleep, dozing off several times in any given night. There, now THAT should bring the thousands down to one or two intrepid souls. Coffee on, wash up, check the tides/weather, kisses from Bravo, warm up calisthenics, and then our morning 2-3 KM brisk walk. A few hours of of professional reading, music practice, writing, emails, CS, ham radio contacts follow. Then chores, which include work on vehicles, boat, home, garden, etc. I'm not exactly driven to adhere religiously to this schedule, but a partner shouldn't find it all to boring, distracting or tedious. More to follow.

I mean why not. True the women say it tickles too much, but until I find one to play with, why worry about that?

Today is a gorgeous day. Too nice to sit inside all day. I haven't been out in the back area for awhile. So I grabbed my old 1863 Sharps conversion carbine and went exploring on my lands. Nothing worthy of the .50-70 was spotted this time. Maybe later..

I'm not any great 'green fingers' gardener but since cannabis has been legalized here I thought I would try see how difficult it would cultivating this sought after herb.

Well now I know why they call it weed, it just grows and grows. Apart from deep watering once a week no special attention was given to these plants. I planted 20 seeds and in a few months one could clearly distinguish between the male and female. After uprooting all the males I had only 5 females which I thought would be insufficient for a decent harvest.
Big mistake.
The 5 females were over 3m tall and wow, did they have buds. So far I have harvested over 5kg. (trimmed, dried and cured)

Here are a few photos.

My Crop.

Before 'Trimming'

Huge.Buds

After 'Trimming' The bud on the right is known here as 'Durban Poison' a very potent strain. Only one out of the five plant was of that strain.



PS.
I don't smoke at all.

hello all

could someone explain to me what exactly means:
active livestyle?
any comments would be helpfull like examples

... Attended a board meeting of our local food coop, just to see how it runs. One of the local Native American tribes are the Wabanaki. At the start of the meeting, all are invited to make a brief statement. This one guy says that we are all living on Wabanaki land. Now he's a farmer, who works this land. I'm told he is also a trust fund recipient, who thus was able to buy the farm, now in his ownership. Lean, tall, north European looking, pony tailed, with the usual snowflake-millennial liberal sneering tone. The noble savage had no concept of land ownership, but would likely protest if you took his piece pipe, blade or moccasins. He easily would have slit the throat of such a thief. Lack of a sense of ownership, and peaceful coexistence. Sure. Next time, I might ask if he's given any reparations for his culturally stipulated later day expropriation.

Is such a dream. My landlord worked hard on it so I could move in January. I actually got to move in mid December. Every time I walk into it, it still smells of fresh paint.

This is my first time renting a house. I hope to buy it in the future. My coworkers always ask if I get lonely. Of course, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. At least right now.

I would like to share it with someone but it seems all men want nowadays is sex. The ones that don’t are just friends and don’t want to be with me.

Life just plain sucks sometimes but I’m so grateful for this house. I’ll be lonely if it means I can have this house. The loneliness seems so small in comparison.

I highly respect all of you who never married and live that long without getting insane.
I've been by myself a little over three years but feel like getting in and out of insanity incessantly.
I can't stand sitting in front of screen.
I'm back to mountain now.
See you all.