Interpretation of tounges in pentacostal church

Thus sayeth the Lord Your God. Sing a new song to the Lord!
Now, twenty one hundred years since the advent of Jesus Christ, the time has come to sing a new song to the Lord. Cast off the old ways and be loosed from the chains of superstition and the blindfold ignorance of faith. Listen not to your preachers of baseless dead theology and turn instead, to the men and women of learning of your age. Look to the evidence of your micro-biologists and geneticists for the truth of your origins. Face-down the childish fear that Father Christmas is not real and wait no longer for the return of Christ for he is not coming. One world is all you have and of it you must make best; no longer is the earth ours to subdue but instead ours to nurture and preserve. Fail at the peril of mankind and of the manifold creatures that walk, swim, crawl and slither on and through this beautiful planet.
The existentialist cry of despair at the yawning void is the document of realisation that we as individuals are not important to the universe, that no supreme being cares about your fate, that superstition is dead; mankind is condemned to freedom.
Yea, verily I say unto you; be born again, not of the womb or of Christ or any spirit, but, of the truth, for it is the truth that will set you free. Discard the tattered, moth-eaten robes of religious ignorance and move on; tear asunder Conrad's veil of horror, of Sarte's Nausea and Eliot's Hollow Men they are but the birth pangs of the new age of freedom; they are past.
This is the way that old world ends
This is the way that old world ends
This is the way that old world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper

Embrace the freedom to be yourself, to love and be loved as we are evolved to do without artifice or constraint; to live your life to its full potential in harmony one with another and without bigotry and without intolerance. Let Reason and the glorious certainty of the Burden of Proof be your light for by this and this alone can the curse on Sysiphus be broken; may he forever abandon the rock and the mountain bequeathed upon him by some malevolent deity through the realisation that both rock and mountain are nothing more than chimera & illusion bought about by the supreme vanity of man: That he should think himself the centre of the universe and of such high value that even God would die for him.
Be loosed and set free in the name of science.
Abandon all faith ye who enter here, for faith is not a prerequisite to living in reality.

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Over 40% of US citizens believe the earth is less than 10,000 years old and that man did not evolve.
They also believe that global warming, global conflict &c., is fulfillment of biblical prophecy and that Jesus, he gonna be here soon.
Some feel that it is their religious duty to have as many children as possible; something to do with giving angels bodies to live in or some-such.
Some believe that God will not allow man to destroy the earth and that he will restore it to paradise and the lion shall eat hay (if he doesn't get a wriggle on there won't be any lions to eat anything). I wonder where the line is drawn, for these people, between destroying and not destroying the planet.
They see no need to change the way we do things because Jesus gonna make it alright anyway.

Blind faith leads to an inability, even an unwillingness, to accept facts. (Chouinard)
Ignorance is the way to destruction. The ongoing clash of ideologies based on myth costs uncountable to economies and the environment.

Fundamental science tells us what we are. It does not require belief or faith, it simply is.
The existential horror of the void is just the realisation that father christmas isn't real; you get over it after a few weeks.

The universe began 13.7 billion years ago. The details are a bit sketchy, but, the time frame is verifiable.
The earth is roughly 4 billion years old.
Life on earth kicked off around 3.5 billion years ago. It only had to happen once, and, even if it were still happening, we wouldn't know because the new life would not be adapted to survive in an environment that is already up to pussy's bow with bacteria filling every ecological niche. New life would, say, catch the flu - no immunity you see - and die.
Every living thing runs on the same core principals - amino acids, RNA, DNA, proteins and natural selection. On a deep level all living creatures are DNA just surviving. No plan, no design, just surviving by adapting to local conditions. Every living thing has one common ancestor and all have evolved together, nothing is more advanced than anything else; everything alive has taken 3.5 billion years to evolve. Some haven't changed much in all that time and some have changed lots. The thing is: every single living thing is surviving DNA.
If you give that a bit of thought, it suddenly becomes important to preserve what we have left - either that or it really doesn't matter much either way.
Does it matter? What intrinsic value does any living thing have. Value to itself.
I enjoy, therefore I value.
Enjoy yourself, it's later than you think... (Specials)
Spirit... there is not a lot to go on. The brain has more points than a porcupine; hearing voices? Chemical imbalance, not gods or demons.
God is dead; man is condemned to freedom.
Yeah, spirit... mental illness, hallucinations &c., can account for 99.9% of it.
Throw off the shackles of superstition, religion has caused more suffering and destruction than anything else. Sure, it can be a comfort to a person, but, so can a friend (a real one, not an imaginary one), or a bridge club or a yacht club.
Church: imaginary friend club.
In & of itself, not a problem, but, you can't go believing it to the bitter end - Jesus won't come back when they chop down the last tree or when they nuke the world to a cinder. We do not need religious politicians making decisions about our future based on the notion that we will all be in paradise in a few years anyway.
Don't you know there aint no devil its just god when he's drunk. (Waits)
You have a right to be here - same right as every other living thing.
Don't go thinking I'm saying there is no God. I've got no evidence to support that position.
But there was no Adam and Eve (wouldn't it be different if they had sussed out God's dodgy deal with the forbidden fruit and and his set-up scam with the serpent and booted the pair of them out of the garden).
No Noah's ark. (I mean, really, you can't be serious - you may as well claim the earth is flat and rides on the back of a giant tortoise... now there's a thought). That one is a for sure. If there had been a world wide flood in the last 10,000 years there would be evidence. And there aint. All the evidence rules it totally out. Never happened.
No virgin birth,that was borrowed from the byzantines or something. It wasn't an original idea, there's been plenty of women came up with that excuse through the ages.
No rising from the dead - at least, no evidence.
Yeah yeah abyss shock horror father christmas get over it.
That's the thing with science. You can't rule anything out unless you can prove it.
As opposed to religion where you can declare anything and never have to prove it because its faith. And you can stick on scary stories to make sure no one takes the risk of not believing.
I have to ask: If evolution is not true, why did God go to so much trouble to make it look like it is?
Why does anything have to have meaning? What meaning? What is the meaning of meaning?
Something that is conveyed or signified; sense or significance.
Implies that there is someone to receive meaning.
The meaning of life may as well be 42 - it really depends on who you are conveying meaning to.
Every living thing has meaning intrinsic to itself.
As an individual, my existence is my meaning.
I enjoy stuff because I've evolved to enjoy stuff that releases enjoyment chemicals in my brain.
I like mountain biking - as long as no-one expects me to have both wheels significantly off the ground.
GROWTH IS TERMINAL
THINK SUSTAINABLE

Hmmm

On receiving a tsunami warning, a significant number of people will head straight for the beach to watch it come in.

art

My picture got highly condemded and they gave me $100. Nice ay. This must be what it's like to be famous.

my painting...

the painting that I am currently involved in is nearly finished. It is to go in the local art prize next week. Although I don't think it will win, I am, on the whole, pleased with it.
I asked my wife to come and have a look at it this afternoon. She said it had nothing that she could relate to and was just too much contrast and indecipherable shapes. She asked how long I had until the exhibition and suggested that if I wanted my work to get hung in it, let alone have a chance of selling, that I should paint something that someone may understand, or be able to relate to, at least some aspect of.
She said that she could get no meaning from it and that most people would give it 5 seconds and forget it.
As my main thrust in the work is to paint something meaningless and indecipherable, I think the critique went well.
I have doubts though, about its thorough meaninglessness and indecipherability. After-all, if it's intended meaning is meaninglessness then it is self defeating.

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hmmm pt2

this morning I did a 120 km bike ride from busso south and through the hills east of Margaret River. It was cold and very windy with squally showers and hail. About as tough as a bike ride gets around here.
I also did some work on my painting - mixed up a container of paper maché stuff (mashed office paper with water acrylic house paint, pva glue and lap adhesive). I used it like filler to smooth off the raggedy edges where I smashed it with the hammer and tore it with the pliers. I had a fair bit left over so I added texture areas which I'll have to paint over. That's not going to happen real soon, as the stuff takes a few days to dry. I might be able to get a bit of colour on it tomorrow with the air brush, but, I want to get it set hard so I can slop some black on it and rub it back to enhance the texture.
Both these things were very satisfying.
I also solved the rubiks cube last night. Phew, that was a mission - I been trying to crack that for 20 years I reckon.

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between now and december I can do art or ironman... I'm not sure I can do both. Which is the best use of these three months? Which is the greater waste of time?
I paint pictures.
I do triathlon that I can finish without walking the run.
I am a bit excited by the picture on the easel, but, ain't that always the way
I've finished two Ironman Australia and three halfs...
I've never had a solo exhibition
Perhaps I should do that

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the flash has flattened this out - the blueish areas are actually 25mm behind the surface. It will go better when I get a chance to phot it in daylight.

on text

text limits activity: if a art is begun with a idea it will be limited by it.
It becomes an illustration of the idea, the text.
Art with "no idea" has greater potential than art proceeded by text.

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I had a visit from a couple of people who are curating an exhibition of work by south west artists - I saw their publicity and responded - anyway they came and spent an hour looking at my work. They have 150 artists to visit. That will be a mission.
I'll find out in sept sometime if they want to include me in their show.

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