What Is America?

by Surfnetter on October 20, 2018

It is assumed and generally purported that the principles upon which America relies for its definition as a nation are what Jefferson described as the “self-evident truths” — “that all men are created equal and are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness.”

Of course it is being pointed out more than ever that Jefferson was one of the biggest slave owners in Virginia at the time he wrote those words. Slavery lasted for another century followed by one hundred years of Jim Crow South. And even now we haven’t come close to this ideal. Becoming an American by publicly assenting to human equality within our borders does not exactly cut rational muster.

But America was patently unique in agreeing to codify one absolute Divinely endowed and inalienable right. The First Amendment to the Constitution guarantees that government cannot take away a person’s life, liberty and/or property for what that person truly believes. The very fact is, as understood by Thomas Jefferson — this understanding explained in prosaic detail in his Virginia Statute for Religious Freedom, the precursor to the Bill of Rights guarantee of religious freedom — that nobody but a Higher Power in concert with the individual can effect that person’s true beliefs. In his original opening sentence, deleted from the text of the final bill, Jefferson asserts that all beliefs, metaphysical and otherwise, are established by convincing proofs: “Well aware that the opinions and belief of men depend not on their own will, but follow involuntarily the evidence proposed to their minds …”. Furthermore he pointed out “ that all attempts to influence it by temporal punishments, or bur[d]ens, or by civil incapacitations, tend only to beget habits of hypocrisy and meanness, and are a departure from the plan of the holy author of our religion, who being lord both of body and mind, yet chose not to propagate it by coercions on either, as was in his Almighty power to do, but to extend it by its influence on reason alone.”

First it was in the laws of the Virginia Commonwealth — then added in the two short clauses in the First Amendment — “Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof.” Being that all the rights established in the Constitution are for “persons”, and especially given the “disestablishment” clause, this specifically does not say that only religious organizations have a right to exist. It does say that you can believe that the first humans were planted here by aliens from another galaxy and you are being given instructions in messages spoken to you over your microwave oven. As long as what you do or say does not impinge on other peoples’ rights no one can legally do anything to prohibit you. First only pertaining to the federal government, it soon spread to the rest of the states and eventually in various degrees to most of the world.

That “experiment”, as Thomas Jefferson and John Adams referred to it in famous correspondences, is the most successful national codification in the history of Civilization. That is America.

And here’s the test: the one place in America where there is no religious freedom is within the walls of an established religious denomination. If you don’t believe what they believe and you express that publicly they have the right to kick you out. But once you are off their premises it is guaranteed by the founding document of the Country you are in that you can do and say to whoever whatever it is you believe. That is because you are back in the free American atmosphere.

Nowhere ever had it been like that before there was the United States of America.

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Of Life and Blowfish

by Surfnetter on October 19, 2018

 I pull up the first pot on a twenty pot run. Tails wriggling, bellies extending, teeth grinding — perhaps three dozen small brown, yellow and black blowfish magically become air and water filled baseballs inside the one-by-two inch galvanized turkey wire trap I built during the winter months..

I pull back the bungee-corded hook, open the pot and shake them into a fish tote on the floor of my skiff, rebait the pot, and flip it back right-side up, tossing the buoyed line over and passed the stern cleat. As I steam slowly to the next pot in line, I’m bent over literally popping the little white balloons so the rest will fit — after they are popped as well. When I’m done the black plastic fish tote — made to hold one hundred pounds of fish with forty pounds of flake ice — is three quarters full of the deflated “blow toads”. That’s the easy part. They have to be skinned right away or the bodies stiffen and the skin tightens making it much more difficult to do. Many will be skinned alive. It will take well over an hour.

At the boat show along the bay marina when I participate in the Long Island Traditions Maritime Program there — with several other career baymen, fishermen, boatbulders, etc. — some families with children will be scandalized at my making a show of how these little sea creature blow up tighter than a tennis ball as I squeeze them above the aerated seawater-filled cooler in front of my display table. The children didn’t flinch from their morning banter and their smart phone texting as the parents served them mass produced bacon and eggs and a glass of milk that morning — even though we’ve all seen how the farm animals are poisoned and coerced into becoming tortured mega-producers.

But the “’Finding Nemo’ Effect” has taken hold. The poor cute and innocent fish needs to be left to its peaceful nonviolent existence. How cruel I am to usurp that little being for my money-making show (we get paid well for the day). I sometimes — but rarely — will summarize the above gory details for the offended audience and ask them if they eat hamburgers. “How can you kill all those poor cows?”

When I see a knife cut through the backbone of a little blowfish still grinding its teeth I have not one qualm about not making it happy by throwing it back. During the fall migration they are eating everything in sight. They cannot be kept in an aquarium with other species; they attack them enmasse no matter how big like bucktoothed piranha and will leave nothing but bones. They themselves are eaten in the millions by fish with teeth sharp enough to pop them and/or bellies big enough not to have to spit them up when they distend their coarse sandpaper-like belly skin.

We fishermen are just a small strand in the web of life.

When I see the beautiful, pristine, spine free “chicken of the sea” tails I see Bay-gold. And I see smiling families enjoying this local seasonal feast. I didn’t change anything of the life of the Bay. It is beautiful and bloody all season long without me. But I did pay my bills and raise a family by being a part of it — while at the same time being the very living connection between the life in and on the water and lives of the human families on dry ground.

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As the story goes, just before two of the most important Old Testament figures passed away Jacob and then Moses both detailed what was to be for the descendants of each of the Twelve Tribes “in the Last Days”. Jacob spoke this to his assembled sons and grandsons in Egypt and Moses to the amassed tribes delivered from slavery under Pharaoh on the eve of their entering the “Promised Land” of Canaan some four centuries later. These passages are little taught from by either Judaic or Christian conventional Biblical scholars.The obvious reason is that if the Ten Lost Tribes are still among us today then the Birthright replacement theologies of the two major Biblical faith systems have no merit. The Jews are descendants of Judah, Benjamin and Levi and the vast majority of Christians claim no Abrahamic genetic linkage whatsoever. If the sons of Joseph are still around then they are the “Chosen People” and nobody else.

The Scriptural juxtaposition of these two passages make them of obviously great contextual import — and yet having listened intently to hundreds of hours of Bible teachings and read many scholarly Biblical treatises I had never come across them in a way to make me take any notice until I went on the search for the theme of the “Lost Tribes” that I chronicled in The Hidden Kingdom.

While the End Times characterizations for the other ten tribes are for the most part quite short and metaphorical in nature, the portions describing Judah and Joseph stand out:

It is written that Jacob said of Judah’s descendants,

Judah, thou art he whom thy brethren shall praise: thy hand shall be in the neck of thine enemies; thy father’s children shall bow down before thee.
Judah is a lion’s whelp: from the prey, my son, thou art gone up: he stooped down, he couched as a lion, and as an old lion; who shall rouse him up?
The sceptre shall not depart from Judah, nor a lawgiver from between his feet, until Shiloh come; and unto him shall the gathering of the people be.
Binding his foal unto the vine, and his ass’s colt unto the choice vine; he washed his garments in wine, and his clothes in the blood of grapes:
His eyes shall be red with wine, and his teeth white with milk.
(Gen. 49:8-12)

And of Joseph’s descendant’s he proclaimed,

Joseph is a fruitful bough, even a fruitful bough by a well; whose branches run over the wall:
The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him:
But his bow abode in strength, and the arms of his hands were made strong by the hands of the mighty God of Jacob; (from thence is the shepherd, the stone of Israel:)
Even by the God of thy father, who shall help thee; and by the Almighty, who shall bless thee with blessings of heaven above, blessings of the deep that lieth under, blessings of the breasts, and of the womb:
The blessings of thy father have prevailed above the blessings of my progenitors unto the utmost bound of the everlasting hills: they shall be on the head of Joseph, and on the crown of the head of him that was separate from his brethren. (Gen. 49:22-26)

As we can see Judah is royalty, while Joseph’s descendants shall be a mighty, fruitful and bountifully blessed people according to blind and dying Jacob. Let me point out for those who haven’t realized, Jesus’s lineage is considered to be of the Tribe of Judah, which, in itself, fulfills this prediction of a perpetual lawgiver and king being of Judaic lineage — from the Christian standpoint, anyway.

Moses expanded on these themes for all the tribes in kind, except for Judah. Of Judah, Moses — who was about to be taken to his heavenly rewards — said,

And this is the blessing of Judah: and he said, Hear, Lord, the voice of Judah, and bring him unto his people: let his hands be sufficient for him; and be thou an help to him from his enemies. (Deut. 33:7)

Moses here seems to be pointing to suffering and persecution in store for Judah’s progeny in the End Times. But for Joseph it is very different:

And of Joseph he said, Blessed of the Lord be his land, for the precious things of heaven, for the dew, and for the deep that coucheth beneath,
And for the precious fruits brought forth by the sun, and for the precious things put forth by the moon,
And for the chief things of the ancient mountains, and for the precious things of the lasting hills,
And for the precious things of the earth and fulness thereof, and for the good will of him that dwelt in the bush: let the blessing come upon the head of Joseph, and upon the top of the head of him that was separated from his brethren.
His glory is like the firstling of his bullock, and his horns are like the horns of unicorns: with them he shall push the people together to the ends of the earth: and they are the ten thousands of Ephraim, and they are the thousands of Manasseh. (Deut. 33:13-17)

It is known that these Writings are at least nearly three thousand years old.

For the frontispiece of The Hidden Kingdom I have this passage from Deuteronomy on the right side of the page juxtaposed with the first stanza of America the Beautiful on the left:

Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain,
For purple mountains majesties above the fruited plain.
America, America — God shed His Grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea.

I find the two meshing together as if by dovetail joints.

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The one important Scriptural reference I failed to address in my haste to publish as soon as I could after the terrorist attacks on 9/11 were those about what Paul called a “great mystery” that must emerge in the world before the coming of The End — the “fullness of the Gentiles” to which I have already referred. These references both by Paul and Jesus Himself put a prophetic “end cap” on what was to unfold in human history as a result of God’s Promise of national greatness being bestowed upon Abraham and his progeny. The conventions of the three great Abrahamic monotheistic belief systems seem to adhere to a rationale that includes the consciously purposeful positive and aggressive participation of their core constituents to bring this about. But what has transpired is that a tiny seed of faith and trust in God’s divine ability to accomplish His own agenda on Earth has grown and is still growing into a massive sheltering ideological tree.

What is most beautiful and sublime is that the root theological ideology is paradoxically not any specific theological dogma. It is the Constitutionally protected right of all individual persons to believe and “follow involuntarily the evidence proposed to their minds.” This has brought about an era of unprecedented unity of spirit and culture first in America and now to the developed and developing world. English has become the “lingua franca”, the dollar the most accepted currency. The American style of dress, music and visual media prevails worldwide. And the more and more isolated places on Earth where governments do not allow some form of freedom of conscience is where the political and often military pressure to conform — to nonconformist policies — is most felt. What Thomas Jefferson, James Madison and John Adams called a “great experiment” not only through freedom of thought and belief brought this into speech and behavior worldwide — it was the one human act that gave God the freedom to bring His purposes to the nations. America, through completely backing away from top-down enforced domination of religious belief, has won the ages old cultural/religious world war. This is what God promised to Abraham to be bestowed upon his descendants. What the self-appointed replacement heirs keep predicting will happen among their constituents through preaching, teaching, cajoling and coercion has happened already exactly how and to whom it was to be bequeathed — and through none of the above.

It’s not perfection and never will be. But it is the “company of nations” that is the “fullness of the Gentiles”. The “time of the Gentiles” has been fulfilled. The Lost Birthright Tribe has been blessed — the Promise has come upon the Sons of Joseph who was both a Hebrew son and Egyptian Prince. His two sons — the final known individual recipients of the mantel of the Hebrew Birthright — were born and raised in Egypt of an Egyptian mother. America is the perfect ethno/religious metaphor for Ephraim — of  a “Judeo(actually Israelite)/Christian(Gentile)” heritage. And it is the absolutely perfect fulfillment of all the Abrahamic Promises.

The Kingdom of God on Earth is yet to come and that will be Israelite from top-to-bottom and through-and-through. There will be twelve gates, each having a name of one of the Twelve Tribes written upon it. It will have twelve foundation stones, each being inscribed with the name of one of the Twelve Apostles. Each Apostle will sit on one of the Twelve Thrones of the Tribes of Israel. Every person in the Kingdom will be found to be a member of one of the Twelve Tribes and each Tribe will have its own month of the year when together its members will make a pilgrimage to the New Jerusalem. (see Rev:21, the last chapter of the last book of the Christian Bible)

The Good News — the Great News about the coming of the Abrahamic “Company of Nations” into our realm is that this means we are at the End of Time. The Kingdom is truly at hand. The Arm of the Lord has been revealedand it is not shortened.

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Seeing the United States as Ezekiel’s “great high cedar” and the “fowl of every wing” singing from their nested branches as denominations of various and sundry belief systems we can be persuaded to think of it in an Utopian fashion. But the caveat is that unlike birds of nature much of this singing has selfish intent. They are not just thanking God in hymns for the sunlight and the shelter, the food, raiment and other blessings; much of it is vying for dogmatic dominance over the entire tree. Much of it is seeking to “poach” dissatisfied fledglings out of their home branches. America — while being the fulfillment of God’s Promises of national greatness to the Patriarchs is the best this age has and will ever produce, it is not yet nor ever will it be God’s Kingdom on Earth. We all need to give up the dream of being able to create even a tiny microcosm of that. Once in a while we may get it momentarily, but then something always takes it away and the disappointing untrustworthy character of this life again takes over. We birds of faith are apt to sing our songs not purely for the Lord of the tree, but in an attempt to get the others to sing along in the mistaken and self-seeking belief that this will engender the Beatific Vision to our immediate surroundings. And then, of course, we will by seniority be promoted as the song leaders. In this we are like Peter trying to disabuse Jesus of His “self-destructive tendencies” (see Mat. 16:21-23). Rather than a help to our neighbors we are a stumbling block on the path that the real evidence of God is leading them upon.

Instead of having one Pope or a Luther leading the national flock America now has hundreds, thousands — even tens of thousands of “Vaticans”, each proclaiming with it’s signs and billboards, websites and televangelists that within the walls of the spiritual ideology and Scriptural “insight” is the convincing proof you’ve been looking for. “Come and see,” they say. This was a phrase used both at the beginning of Christ’s ministry and near the end.  But once inside having experienced the “fellowship” and “joyful song” for a time you may find that if you are not fully persuaded that the Lord is actually in residence there more than any other place or that the spiritually dead are actually being raised to life there — that and other evidence having involuntarily seeped through the cracks in the dogma. Then you will probably find yourself being coerced to give up your outward rebellion and doubtfulness or leave. This is the same treatment the Roman Catholic Pope would get if he were to admit publicly that he was as susceptible to error in thought and deed as anyone else.

But once you walk out the door you are back in the place where the freedom to follow your conscience is guaranteed by the full force of U.S Constitutional Law. I have found the key is — no matter where I choose to sit, relax, look and listen while I’m living here in the United States — to never leave it. I am an American Catholic. I even check out what the Pope says before I will believe any of it. And I have an inkling that the Popes in my lifetime would have no argument with that — as long as they didn’t have to agree publicly. What a strange doctrinal conundrum it would be if a sitting Pope were to issue a decree that stated that he was not “infallible” when making such decrees. He could neither be lying nor telling the truth ….

But I’m an American — I don’t have to worry about any of that.

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I have given my book The Hidden Kingdom to many Bible scholars and Christian church leaders. Even the fact that all the prophetic descriptions of the great “company of nations” as promised to emerge in the Last Days as a great tree cultivated by God Himself from a small twig from a high cedar of Israel (i.e., Ephraim, the premier Birthright Tribe) in the branches of which fowl of every wing find refuge fit America to a proverbial “T” — and on top of all this the very name “United States” is a perfect alternate direct translation of the original Hebrew for “company of nations” — even all this has not given any one of them pause.

The Word of God on this is plain as the black and white text — it is: “When you see this happen know that I have done this — that I have accomplished what I have promised to my faithful ones exactly as I said I would.”

The problem is that the religionists all individually want to be themselves the Big Tree — not just another species of bird nesting in it.

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2001: This Is Evolution?

by Surfnetter on February 22, 2015

2001: A Space Odyssey is on Turner Classic Movie Channel. Made in 1968 it is director Stanley Kubik’s big screen rendition of author Arthur C. Clarkes’s vision  — a tale of human evolution. It begins with prehistoric tribal apes coming into competition over their sustenance. One group is given insight through contact with a “monolith” that appears out of nowhere and they learn to use primitive weapons to dominate the others. The implication is that this was the point where apes evolved into humans.
Fast forward from 1968 — a year marked in America by a useless and terrible war and still largely unexplained public assassinations — to what seemed then to be far off into the future. The nations of the world have come together in peace and cooperation — we now transverse outer space with confidence and ease. The monolith has been discovered buried on the moon. What transpires appears to be the next phase in human evolution, a computer named “Hal” acting as a virtually intelligent enabler.
A real event in 2001 actually did instigate an “evolution” of a sort — this one very earthly. Nineteen men who trained in one of the most primal places on earth, much of which looks strikingly like the land of the opening scenes to our movie. They commandeered four passenger jets (we haven’t yet gotten to where these can easily transport people throughout the solar system) using extremely primitive weapons. Two of these people-packed airliners turned fiery spears struck and ultimately brought to the ground two monolithic skyscrapers that symbolized the American style capitalism while the world watched on live television — most in horror and some in ecstatic joy. At the very moment the men and women who were employed where this destruction took place were setting into motion a worldwide financial scheme that would ultimately lead the developed nations of the world to the brink of a financial black hole that terrified even the most optimistic political and economic pundits and geniuses. If there was a Divine message in these events it was that they needed to stop and turn back from these self-ingratiating designs to something more universally beneficial. They did nothing of the kind.
The changes that the actual earth-changing event of the year 2001 has brought about among the most highly evolved creatures on Earth can hardly be called evolutionary progress.
It appears we have devolved.

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First Boy

by Surfnetter on February 17, 2015

I would see you all bright, shiny — sparkly-eyed in your Sunday Best; the girls in their colorful dresses and their curls under the white scarves; the boys in the pressed suit jackets, starched white shirts, clip-on ties and the sharply creased slacks — freshly polished shoes and the new haircuts molded in place with that green goop. Your moms and dads all dressed up as well — you went out smiling and happy together into the one and only family car to go to morning Mass.
I’m home again — my father and mother are listening to the old standards on the radio from the City where they grew up. They’re smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee. I’m trying to watch a war movie but it’s hard to hear. My sister is with the family up the hill — she succumbed to the peer pressure — but not me. I’m loyal — a new culture of one. A third generation European-American of Roman Catholic background whose immediate and extended family members and all the ancestors from both the New and the Old World have for all the Centuries since the spread of Christendom every Sunday gone with all the other families to hear the Mass sung in Latin, stood in line to make a good confession the day before or that morning, prayerfully kneeled to partake of what they fully believed was the bread and wine made into the slain Body and shed Blood of the Son of God — this boy trying to hear the made up dialogue, scrutinizing the sanitized-for-the-big screen slaughter of World War II in Europe so he could internalize and sacretize the experiences his father couldn’t communicate — is and would be for all his life the first one of this background to not know the kind of Sunday all his Catholic friends and acquaintances and all the others making up the vast majority of the 17,000-plus families in the early days of Levittown and all of their extended families and ancestors had known all of their lives.
Today I try daily  — but unsuccessfully — to get my arms around this. Necessarily my efforts include trying to get others who I think would understand to comprehend its uniqueness and profundity. This almost always ends in failure as well. When I battle through the mitigating dismissiveness to a modicum of comprehension it ends in an inevitable question: “Why did they do that to you?”
“I don’t know?” I answer, thinking I have finally got a companion and guide on this lost in the wilderness path. But they always leave me there. It’s too much for them too.

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The Gap

by Surfnetter on February 13, 2015

The opposite Of the big bang  — the unimaginably huge loss .
“Why have you forsaken me?”
Into that Gap — the loneliest death of the Son on one side,
The mournful groans of the Father on the other.
The Two had been in an Eternal Love Embrace
And at that Moment in Eternity there was nothing but Nothing
there in between them.
And into that Gap everything flowed.
It is the most compelling Black Hole in all of Everness.
It is all — we are all held there as the
earthly substance of the Heavenly Embrace.
Gravity is the metaphor for the merciful love
made alive in the Divine Mourning.
Sin and suffering is the mass and the matter warping the fabric of Humanity and engendering the all encompassing Embrace of God.
We are both the glue and the glued.
Reality is held together by the Son and the Father
reaching out in the Spirit for Each Other
in their Most Great Moment of Loss.

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Replaced By A Car

by Surfnetter on October 14, 2014

We met in the little church down the road from where I launched my boat every day.
At first she just greeted me with her sweet angelic voice
and then held my hand as we prayed.
But soon it was more.
We were saving each other
holding each other
loving each other.
I have four grown children from my long dead marriage;
she has four as well from two — two older
and two young ones.
I told her she was my angel and like “the girl across the street.”
Turned out she had been —
She was the teen girl I saw from a distance park her red Camaro in the alcove
at the end of Bay Lane
when my kids were small and she lived for a time with her father
who rented the house on the corner.
Just before we were about to move to Virginia’s Eastern Shore
and our family came apart.
Soon after she got married.
She replaced her first husband with the second; replaced him with me.
She replaced me with a car.
We were like first loves, best friends — each other’s teachers and life coaches.
She told me she was my little Joey-girl
Tucked safe and warm
inside my pouch.
We melded, molded, flew together.
But me with my bum leg
and other injuries from my long sordid life
can be hard to be around.
And he is always ready, always responsive;
“so powerful and so much fun to drive.”
He’s a yellow-jacket, ridiculously low mileage, mint condition, garage kept
Super Sport Camaro.
I’m a sometimes smelly, half-broken down, old South Shore bayman
who loved her
(“Do you know how much I love you?” I would ask
as I held her lovely body and whispered in her ear “A lot!”)
And still do.
I would go beat him up — but he’s insured
and I’m not.

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