Joyanna Adams

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Elon Musk, Henry Adams,& Steve Jobs on Death

“I welcome the sweet release of death, but I would like to talk to my grandchildren before dying”

Elon Musk

Nobody Reads

I was having a hard time today, realizing I will never have grandchildren. I have a girlfriend who just had another grandchild, and she is only 40. Soon, I’ll be 72. I was thinking about the rest of my life today, and how little time I have left. I may live to be 100, or I could die next year. So many people on this planet don’t live as long as I have. Covid and war, took too many before their time. When you are young, or even in your 60’s, you don’t think about death.

But today, I read this in Henry Adam’s book “The Education of Henry Adams.”

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“The last lesson, the sum and term of education, began then. He had passed through thirty years of rather varied experience without having once felt the shell of custom broken. He had never seen nature, only her surface, the sugar coating that she shows to youth. Flung suddenly in his face, with the harsh brutality of chance, the terror of the blow stayed by him thenceforth for life, until repetition made it more than the will could struggle with more than he could call on himself to bear. He found his sister, a woman of forty, as gay and brilliant in the terrors of lock-jaw as she had been in the careless fun of 1859, lying in bed in consequence of a miserable cab accident that had bruised her foot. Hour by hour the muscles grew rigid, while the mind remained bright, until after ten days of fiendish torture she died in convulsions.

One had heard and read a great deal about death, and even seen a little of it, and knew by heart the thousand commonplaces of religion and poetry which seemed to deaden one’s sense and veil the horror. Society being immortal, could put on immortality at will. Adams being mortal, felt only the mortality at will. Death took features altogether new to him, in these rich and sensuous surroundings. Nature enjoyed it, played with it, the horror added to her charm., she liked the torture, and smothered her victim with caresses. Never had one seen her so willing. The hot Italian summer brooded outside, over the marketplace and the picturesque peasants, and, in the singular color of the Tuscan atmosphere, the hills and vineyards of the Appenines seemed bursting with midsummer blood.  The sickroom itself glowed with the Italian joy of life: friends filled it: no harsh northern lights pierced the soft shadows: even the dying woman shared the sense of the Italian summer, the soft, velvet air, the humor, the courage, the sensual fullness of nature and man. She faced death, as women mostly do, bravely and even gaily, racked slowly to unconsciousness, but yielding only to violence as a solder sabred in battle.

(I skip a few lines here and continue)

For the first time, the stage scenery of the senses collapsed: the human mind felt itself stripped naked, vibrating in a void of shapeless energies, with resistless mass, colliding, crushing, wasting and destroying what these same energies had created and labored from eternity to perfect. Society became fantastic, a vision of pantomime with a mechanical motions: and its so called thought merged in the mere sense of life, and pleasure in the sense The usual anodynes of social medicine beam evident artifice. Stoicism was perhaps the best: religion was the most human: but the idea that any personal deity could find pleasure or profit in torturing a poor woman, by accident, with a fiendish cruelty known to man only in perverted and insane temperaments, could not be held for a moment. For pure blasphemy, it made pure atheism a comfort. God might be, as the Church said, a substance, but he could not be a Person.”

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Today I felt the pain of loss. I’d lost my mother, my father, my brother, my son, and two husbands, and was feeling quite alone. (The husbands are still alive) I thought of all the others out there who were alone, lonely, suffering…and I got a strange god wink from a friend.

A video tape I’d been wanting for some time.

During my darkest hour, he called me.

My sorrow lifted….while still there, I decided I needed to enjoy the blooming of the Missouri summer. I needed to save myself from my own pity. Okay. So I don’t have a family.

I…am…still alive. And still in the middle of summer’s softenss, as Adams puts it.

I can go outside and breathe the heavenly oxygen from my beloved trees. Who caress me with their splendor. And while I found a baby bird dead from its nest, the others were still chirping.

The flowers, the trees, the birds: life IS worth living, even in the thoughts of death. The thoughts of Why am I even here?

God has reason for me. And I hope, he shows me soon. As long as the wishes of seeing stars in the sky before I die, I will have hope. How can you NOT want to live, even if alone, on this magnificent planet called Earth?

And there’s another tech guy who gave some good advice, probably the best I’ve ever heard.

Steve Jobs, said this:

He nailed it.

And he gave us so much.

I don’t have much time left, but…well…a few more God winks and I’ll be human again. He gave me one today, in my darkest hour.

Wise men…Musk, Jobs, Adams. And God gave us THEM.

Is that not a reason to feel alive?

May 24, 2024 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | 1 Comment

Can we re-awaken the Spirit of Sam Adams?

Nobody Reads Samuel Adams: A Life by Ira Stoll

One of the most horrible mistakes and unforgiveable habits of our public education system, is that the actual words written by our founding fathers are never even mentioned in any classroom. And one of the problems with getting rid of our libraires and putting in computers is that many books, just won’t go online.

If WOKE A.I. is allowed to rule, the actual words written by our founders will be lost forever. It’s bad enough that you have to buy a book to see them.

So, I’m going to put some quotes of Sam Adams…who had just as much to do with the revolution as the future presidents. He was on the  X platform of his day. He wrote and published his revolutionary ideas in pamphlets, which were delivered all over Boston.

Here’s a few examples from Ira’s book:

“Let us awaken then, and evince a different spirit,—a spirit that shall inspire the people with confidence in themselves and in us, —a spirit that will encourage them to persevere in this glorious struggle, until their rights and liberties shall be established on a rock.” Samuel Adams, 1777.”

Our schools do not teach much about Sam. His first wife and four of their children died of natural causes before the war. At the Battle of Bunker Hill British officers decapitated Samuel Adam’s close friend Joseph Warren and presented his head as a trophy to the British commanding general. He spent 3 years in Congress away from his second wife and two children. His own house in Boston was vandalized by British troops so badly that it was uninhabitable. Sam’s head was at top of the list of the King, who wanted him dead.  

AND YET…at the age of 55, Sam Adams gave this talk of encouragement to Congress:

“If we despond, public confidence is destroyed, the people will no longer yield their support to a hopeless contest, and American liberty is no more. Through the darkness which shrouds our prospects the ark of safety is visible. Despondency becomes not the dignity of our cause, nor the character of those who are its supporters. “

As I read these words, I hope for that same spirit today? Is it possible?

Or have they already defeated us?

Nobody Wins in America, if we don’t rekindle the that same spirit of Sam Adams.

And that’s why Biden has turned January the 6th into an insurrection. They fear another Sam Adams. And that day, there were many.

All it takes is one.

March 16, 2024 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | 2 Comments

To Loot, or NOT to Loot?

Nobody Wonders….

One of the first things I learned in Sunday School, which most kids who go to Sunday school learn is: The 8th commandment: Thou shall not steal. That was so much imbedded in my young brain, that I thought if I stole, God would smite me down, I wouldn’t ever get to ever go outside to play, and I would NEVER get to have a Hostess Cupcake in my life ever again. And my brother would beat me up every day.

God replaced my parents as the ultimate punisher.

Because that message was put forth into my little Sunday School brain with such force, the only time I ever sole anything was…a piece of bubble gum. Yes, I was about seven, and after school my older brother and I would jump off the bus, and run to the store. A five and dime store.

We were on a mission for the highlight of our day after sitting in the boring schools.

I always had a dime to spend. My brother also. And this one afternoon, my brother was standing in front of the Superman comics and didn’t have his dime.

“Come ON!” he said to me.” I really want this Superman comic! Come on…let me have your dime, you don’t need it.”

I loved my brother, so I gave it to him. BUT…I also loved my biggest treat of the day which was Double Bubble gum. I still love Double Bubble gum. As I stood in front of the gum, I couldn’t help myself.

I stole one piece of Double Bubble gum. The rest of the day, I thought that God would smite me down: I had committed a most hostile acts of sin: I stole gum. And what’s worse, I knew my brother would never pay me back.

The next day, I went up to the store, after getting off the bus, and told the check-out man the great sin that I had committed, and gave him the money that I owed him. He laughed. And told me “It’s okay, keep your dime”…and he kept laughing.

Now, YOU might be laughing, and remembering all the stuff you stole in life. I have never EVER stolen a single thing in my life, so traumatized and so entranced was I by the Ten commandments, which may I add are the basis for Western Civilization’s laws. The Christian teachings of those laws helped formed the free market system of trust that made capitalism so fruitful.

Nobody likes to be cheated. In Muslim religion, they will cut off your hand.

(Can you imagine wondering what would happen to that Muslim kid if HE stole a piece of gum?)

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The thing should have been taken by stealth; if it was not taken by stealth, then the hand should not be cut off, such as when property has been seized by force in …(mmmm…so they will cut your hand off if you steal some clothes, but NOT if you steal land?)

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Stealing in Japan is a serious offense. There are cameras everywhere.

Stealing in China? Depending on the crime, years in prison.

Stealing in the United States: Why, if you black, it’s “Hey, it’s okay…you’re black!” When Obama became president, we watched so much being stolen from so many flash mobs at Walmart’s, Drugs stores, And just about everywhere you go. Stealing cigars? You become a hero. Then there’s the glorifying stealing cars in our movies and video games… Why stealing is now endorsed as a pretty exciting thing.

Letting the punishments of stealing merchandise or even elections, has destroyed half the country. Thousands of stores have closed down all across our nation because the stores could not bear the costs. California passed a law saying that you can’t even stopped the thieves, or YOU will suffer.

So how did this happen?

Kids just aren’t learning morals from Sunday School. Moses, whatever you may think of him, was pretty smart in demanding that everyone obey God’s law. Which made perfect sense for a people to not fight among selves and prosper.

And how about the biggest thief of all? Governments now, steal from us daily. They are the biggest thieves, and they have made it a permanent business to steal as much as they can, and suck as much money as they can from the poor.

But not only the poor. If you are rich and they don’t like you…they come after your money.

Look what they just did to Elon Musk? One judge stole what…$56 billion of his hard-earned money?

ONE LOUSEY JUDGE? That judge should be put in jail for life.

One thing I have noticed though. I had a lot of my Catholic friends, were raised with the Ten Commandments. And when I told them my story, they laughed and didn’t believe it. Then they bragged about how much stuff they stole when they were kids. And they thought nothing of it. They thought I was lying.

So why? It’s my opinion that the Catholics were always forgiven of their ‘sins’ in the confession, which gave them permission to go out and sin the next week: and sin became all the more sweeter.

Because, God would forgive them, no matter what.

I could be wrong…but there IS right and wrong, and stealing is wrong. No matter whether its among friends, among people, even among animals. And parents should teach the kids when very young,

Thou shoal not steal.

Why not? Everybody does it…says the child.”

Because how would you feel if I stole your new bike? You could tell them.

And what do we do now that the churches are being destroyed all over the world?

Our government is stealing its citizens future and selling us off to the highest bidder.

Communists know: you kill religion first. The rest will fall like ripe fruit on the vine.

It’s up to us now: To teach the young. Stealing is not good. And what happens to a nation that allows this to go on?

God or no god. It’s just plain stupid.

February 16, 2024 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , | Leave a comment