Hate At First Sight?

There are times it is proper to 'hate' at first sight. A sanctified person who lives righteously hates all forms of sin and crime at first sight, even though at one time they might have hated the sight of a Bible or a Torah Scroll. A person in the proper holy frame of mind is justified to hate many forms of sin at first sight such as pornography, liars  rioters, witchcraft, litter on the face of the earth, and seeing humans ingest snails and frog legs.

Now, for the rougher news.  There can come a point in a person's life when there is no defined  'goal line' ahead, no immediate signs of hope to pull you into a certain  directions and no expectations ahead other than some certain forms of the outpouring of the wrath of God, ideally on those who love all froms of sin at first sight and never change their evil desires.  The Microsoft Theatre is NOT a good goal line for any of the sealed 144,000 of the tribes of Israel.   Each year that goes by, I still only have annual goals to keep the feasts of Israel properly and to see my family members who I am peace with  at least once a year.  The keeping of feasts days is not the same as a 'goal line', since location and timing seem to be a  personal choice when you are living the life of a single angel and doing your best to respect Yom Kippur, Yom Teruah, Shavuot and the weeks of Unleavened Bread and Sukkot.  When there is no particular requests or demands made by a visible 'Lord' in your current situation, there is no urgency to 'plan ahead' other than a day or two at a time. Without future demands, there actually  often is plenty of good reasons to sort through past points of grace or disgrace in your lifetime.  Seeing a past acquaintance in the 100 Top NHL players does not guarantee that the acquaintance lighted up on stage ever really considered or mentally ingested a message of Truth that was hand delivered when he eventually ends up  in front of a crowd of very unnatural people in a Microsoft Theatre, many of whom look more shameful in attire than the hookers my fellow officers used to arrest in Milwaukee.


For those people who think its terrible to 'pardon' some people who have served prison time, it's actually even worse when district attorneys don't prosecute felons because they don't think they can 'win' a case, and multitudes of very guilty people are not forced to face their victim in court.  For instance, now that felons like Vincent LoCicero and Shane David Hendrikson were NOT properly charged to the disgrace of Macomb County and Marathon County officials, I don't really care who gets rreleased after serving some prison time. People who have committed crimes and never have gotten imprisoned for even a few days have no right to complain if hardened criminals get released from prison. Maybe someday, the hardened criminals who have gotten out of prison will start targeting other criminals who they know have never even been properly charged with crimes,.  If those people who have committed crimes against me don't want to face me again, I can only hope they face someone much more dangerous and much less likely to make a good out of court deal with them, since I know the Torah does allow for 'let's make a deal' when your enemy repents and requests mercy and grace in his or her time of need of good Elohim system

I do look back through my own history more than I look forward to the next year because I do not see any clear goal ahead other than my daily responsibility to say 'no' to sin and say yes to obeying the statutes and commandments that I love, even if I did not love them at first sight.   I did love a song written by Jim Perry about some strange shade of blue., but when there are no lyrics to mislead a listener, music is less likely to offend a real living saint.

Since I do hate lies at first sight, it's time to stop pushing 'Pure Michigan' and start marketing Michigan as 'One of the Trashiest Places on Earth' based on the amount of trash I see laying in both 'affluent and impoverished areas.  When you thin too highly of your own sin-filled area, peope like Isaiah the prophet speak up or write up in the hopes that just one person might choose to stop sinning and start loving the perfect Law of HVHY (Yehovah).

I don't regret getting a very decent pictur of Daunte Culpepper when I had a miserable weekend touring Fort Leonard Wood in Missouri back in about 2009 or 2010. He certainly looks better on my wall than a picture of a divorce certificate or a gun-toting Army woman splashing Playboy Cologne onto her father.    Ah, when the transition from 10 to 11 goes from Levi to Gad instead of from Ne to Na, biblical geology becomes better to rely upon than a Cialis formula and disgusting 'Hollywood' films that no good Nun would have ever paid to see or hear. I even hate the song 'How Great is Our God' because it has turned into vain repetitions being uttered from the lips  of a man who willfully decided to lie to, steal from and deceive me and my family, all with his 'church' and his relatives standing by and doing nothing to prevent his lawlessness and blatant 'anti-commandmentist' method of Nazi-type operations.

Wins and losses in sports are not that important. Winning a war against SIN and LAWLESSNESS is important and any truly good man should know enough to hate Playboy products and Las Vegas commercials at first sight. I do know that  if any of the 'best' athletes ever get in and out of the area of the NHL stage acts at the Microsoft Arena with a necessary change of mind and heart, that they might feel as sick inside as I did the last time I ever played the piano at Woodlands Church in Plover, Wisconsin after fully realizing the stage I had been on, just like the Microsoft Arena, was surrounded by people who have been taught to hate rather than love the Torah and the commandments for the Israelites  and they they've been spiritually blinded and usually 'over-entertained' ever since.  Maybe it's a very fine line between  a few dozen well-dressed hockey players being selected to be on a stage before the 2017 NHL All-Star game and a shallow and extremely useless 'Miss USA' pageant. Thankfully, the NHL men didn't have a 'swimsuit' competition without Poolman3 and Poolman6 to help them choose their 'Speedo' colors.