The Death of Trek (almost)

 

Star Trek Remorse

(by R.P.Edwards)

"To boldly go"

And we went too

We followed Kirk

And his loyal crew

Beyond the stars

To worlds unknown

To stretch our minds

Beyond our home...

Being of the generation that actually saw, and waited weekly for the original Star Trek television series to air, I, though rather young at the time, became a fan. Not an obsessed follower, but definitely a fan. 

I'm not totally sure as to all the "whys" of the attraction. But the makeup and chemistry of the cast and the sometimes noble aspirations of the storyline, all clothed in a hopeful future, was definitely alluring. Yes, it was a wannabe yearning vehicle for the hopelessly earthbound and I was most definitely among those who wanted the show reborn and, through movies and subsequent series...it was.

Well, life happens, and my interest and opportunity, for the most part, waned. I did rather enjoy the "Next Generation," and "Deep Space Nine" also had my attention. But, since then it's been hit and miss. Now, decades later, and with a Paramount subscription available I thought I'd give "Picard" a try. I sampled season one and bailed quickly due to lack of interest. Then, months later, I gave season two a taste. AND, at first it was interesting and smacked a bit of the former formula. And then, the leftward ideological infusion surfaced and I couldn't stomach the incessant "talking points" that moved seamlessly from the mainstream media and academia to the actor's mouth. And, though I still had a tugging to somehow touch base with characters from the past, even with the tepid strategy of just watching the catch-up summation segments which aired before each new episode (until the last program, of course) I still could not escape the clear message that the writers, producers, and actors conveyed to middle America, which is...To Hell with You.

So, alas, much of what "was" Star Trek is dead; at least to me. And, of course, I'm sure the "new" formulators don't care what I think. I certainly wouldn't if I were they. But, may I make a suggestion? In the future, when the "certainties" of your course become uncertain; perhaps you could boldly go "back" to what works.

The poem continues...

...But that time is past

There's no place for "we"

No place for "truths"

That ALL could see

Just a steady push

From a foreign bed

So the Trek we loved

Is alas, quite dead...

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Update:

Well, it's been almost 5 months to the day since my somewhat scathing and downcast account (above) of what the "Star Trek" universe has become. And then...I decided to give "Picard's" last season a try. Why? Well, I was enticed by the promise of the reintroduction of most of the "Next Generation's" cast. And, since "these" were a somewhat pleasant part of my "then" life; I was hoping they would not be forced to be carriers of the modern "woke" theology and simply be involved in an engaging romp and perhaps tug on a heartstring or two.  Mission accomplished. Without being overly analytical as to how everyone reappeared, there was, once again, the proper mix of overwhelming odds and overcoming do; with humor and tender emotions on the edges and interlaced. Well done. 

So, I have hope. AND, since this is a backtrack of sorts, I've added the "almost" to the title, and another verse to the poem seems appropriate. Thus:

...But wait!

There's a beep!

The heart gives its tell

Perhaps there's a turn

Perhaps all is well!

So let's wait and attend

And postpone the sure grave

And if the physicians are wise

Here's a life they can save

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Reality

Reality

(by R.P.Edwards) 

Reality is

That we are His

And He knows how to keep

So as we go

A tempered woe

An abbreviated weep

For unlike those

In hopeless throes

Our parting's a brief delay

This gentle night

A brief respite

Before His brilliant, eternal day

As comes with the territory of aging (I suppose), I seem to attend more funerals than weddings of late. 

A recent one involved the passing of a dear saint (as in, believer in Jesus) in her 90's. I hadn't spoken to her in years but I'm sure her faith hadn't wavered and her entrance into the direct presence of the Savior she loved was (and is) a joyous one.  

However, sadness at the separation is natural, but for those who "know" it really is only a temporary goodbye. That's why "knowing" is key. The minister at the funeral was careful to supply the directions.

Well, a song arose from the experience and the thought came to sing it in two languages. Since I'm only fairly proficient in one (English, American version), I needed help with the other (Spanish). Google translate was useful but, through a divine linkage a kind coworker fine-tuned the vocabulary and pronunciation. The youtube link is above. I pray it does some good for those in need.

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Master of the Sea, we look to you

 

 

 

 

 

Integrity

(by R.P.Edwards)

 

Integrity in short supply

Though winds and waves bombard

Though "ease" and "grace"

Speak face to face

And whisper, "It's too hard."

Though "others" bend

Yet do not end

And excuses rise and fall

Integrity will stay the course

Having surrendered simply...all. 

I have an older brother, Bill, who, from my memories of him (post Christ) is steeped in...integrity. One area of his resolve was his long waiting for a mate. No compromise. No squishy Christian relativism. But a determined "holding on" to the mighty Savior and His faithfulness. It took a while but--years in the making--a wonderful, godly woman became his wife. They have been blessed with three "mighty in God" offspring. 

Well, there was a suggestion that perhaps a "song" about these dynamic two could be made. It was a lighthearted aside...but I think the Lord thought otherwise. Thus, with God's help and to His glory the above song was made. I hope it is a blessing to them...and others. Thanks for viewing. 

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Evil is NOT okay

 

 

 Evil's Okay

(by R.P.Edwards)

 

Evil's okay

Says the wicked on high

Evil's okay

Say the R's who don't try

Evil's okay

Say the three lettered shills

Evil's okay

Says the "doctor" who kills

Evil's okay

Says the watchdog gone mad

Evil's okay

Say the jurists gone bad

Evil's okay

Say the media snakes

Evil's okay 

Say the "blues" on the take

Evil's okay

Say the Unions "in spite"

Evil's okay

Say execs from their heights

Evil's okay

Say the clergy who bow

Evil's okay

Said as teachers kowtow...

 

 

 

The photo above, taken of a framed remembrance of my C-vid encounter, seems appropriate as, at this writing the Supreme Court is sought to restrain the madness of the "supposed" leader of our country.

Oh, it was an interesting experience (my bout with "it"). Like many (most) I survived. Yes, it was troubling; mainly because we've been "told" of the seriousness of the "NOT" swine flu. "A killer!" they opined (and opine). AND, of course it certainly can be, especially when medications that COULD help...are forbidden (much could be written on this). But, with answered prayer and wise supplements and actions...it passed.

 

But now, today. 

 

As this offering is written the Highest Court in the land is sought to remedy the incredible overreach of those who insist ALL bend and be injected with the barely tested vac-ine that somehow doesn't really act like one (see "measles" and other vac-ines that actually work). They're adamant, driven, and frankly, reckless in their pursuit. AND, since so many are willfully persuaded that lawlessness is an acceptable means to an end...the END...is in sight.

And so, as company executives (many) prepare to joyously (let's be honest) stick it (no pun intended) to those who butter their bread; AND as many workers drag their steel toed shoes in the sand to create the line they simply WILL NOT cross; it's a time for heroes and cads. We've certainly had plenty of the latter, but now it's time for backbones to stiffen and the evil of this age, before it is passed to our children...to be dealt with.

The poem concludes, 

...Yes, evil's okay

Say the many, en masse

BUT GOD SAYS

NO...IT'S NOT

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Crimes Against Humanity

 

 

Humanity who?

(by R.P.Edwards)

 

Crimes against humanity

But humanity

Who are they?

"People" perceived

By such as "we"

But others?

Thrown away...

 

 

The purposeful injury, to the point of death, of another "group" one feels inferior and not "worthy" of the rights and privileges "your" subset deserves. As good a definition as any for the oft used phrase, "Crimes against humanity." 

Oh, we have no qualms at the labeling of the villains associated with the heinous misdeeds of the past (slavery, the holocaust, aboriginal mistreatment etc), however, there are two open displays happening now (one fairly new, the other not) and they too deserve a hearing.

First; in the state I reside, during this "crisis" having to do with the "sickness" from the east (manufactured, in my eyes) there are certain "protocols" which seem to purposely push towards death those who dare not be, let's say, injected. Yes, even though there are a growing number of "treatments" that could help, at least early on, these are officially denied. Therefore, when the afflicted finally gets to the point of extremes (which some, unfortunately do) their likelihood of death increases. In other words, because of the government sanctioned denials...some will, and have died. This injustice needs attention, and I suspect this will happen when sanity resurfaces.

And the second; abortion. Or more accurately, infanticide. With modern determinants (although it wasn't hard to perceive already) the innocent "life" in the womb has been shown to be fully human and worthy of protection. However, under the classic definition of the "antagonist" there are some who will not acknowledge these "persons" and who therefore demand the "right" to exterminate them at will. 

So, as we ponder "Crimes against humanity" past, and hopefully expand our view to include the obvious inclusions now, the question arises, What will be done? We'll know soon enough.

The poem continues...

...So be careful, "Judge"

With your gavel high

And your verdict to proclaim

For for good or ill

Your actions will

FOREVER

Speak your name 

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Of Pence and Recompense

 

 

 

 

The Great Reveal

(by R.P.Edwards)

 

Cloaks and daggers

Feints and spins

Misdirection

All to win...

 

 

 

It is nearly upon us. So say prophetic voices and the near boiling activity in the "battleground States" and beyond. The election, so obviously tainted, is having its treasonous stain exposed and hopefully soon...expunged. Yes, the efforts of the "overthrow" were (and continue) to be huge. But they are slipping and the cohesion of evil (let's be frank) has no lasting power. The wise ones will be the whistle-blowers, and the unwise will taste their just due.

But, this little offering is not about the vile left; no, it is about former VP Mike Pence and his quickly being labeled as "traitor" and more. His "inaction" on the sixth of January, when many contend he could have ceased or slowed the ascension of the "non-winner,"  has been viewed by not a few as a Judas or Brutus betrayal of Donald Trump and the freedom loving Americans who support him.

 

But let's pause a moment. In this curious time when Q Anon thoughts are woven in and throughout the mindset of the offended [as a curious aside, I looked up how to spell "it" and the plethora of headlines associated with the term and claiming how "discredited" this movement is well...that causes me to give them "more" credence]  Anyway, the gist is: I believe "The Great Reveal" is close at hand. AND, when the light of day obliterates the shadows, perhaps it will be discovered that Mr. Pence had a part to play that involved entering, voluntarily, the unsavory and repugnant ranks of the opposition. I hope so.

You know, I always did like him; VP Pence. We share a common faith and his devotion to the military is without question. And, I was always impressed at how he was careful, CAREFUL, to deflect attention to the President he served. AND, if it turns out that he faltered at the end, I'll at least give a listen and apply the grace we all desperately need. BUT, if his was an undercover action which will be exposed in light-revealing vindication, I dearly hope those who so readily disparaged him are as quick in their spoken regrets.

The poem continues:

 

 ...So be careful, partisans!

With your judgments, raw

Over what you heard

Over what you saw

For there's more afoot

Than your harried zeal

For soon comes the dawn

And The Great Reveal 

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Traitors?

 

 

 Traitors?

(By R.P.Edwards)

 

Traitors, traitors, all are we

Depending on the view

For even Thomas, George, and Ben

Are TRAITORS to the few...

 

 

 

And so, on this frigid February day the overthrow (ahem, I mean election) is settled and Mr Biden sits enthroned upon the people placed pedestal. Oh, there are a few cases coming before the Supreme Court concerning election things; but can these nine who, thus far, seem disinterested in actually wielding "uncomfortable" justice; can these be counted on to look at the evidence and say, "Hey, wait a minute."?

 

No matter. The fraud was obvious. The treasonous acts (those plethora of deeds associated with actually stealing our sacred, blood bought ballots) are plain to see if one chooses to. But, being a person of belief in the "founders" omnipotent deity, I believe this travesty will not stand; however the means (and I DO NOT mean Civil War).

But, let me pause a moment to point out the players and our disparities. For, although I believe President Trump won in a landslide, nevertheless there were millions who did not want him. AND these zealous many (not counting the thieves; I mean, traitors) these Americans hold quite a different view than I.

Yes, although these may consider themselves "patriots" by there opposition to the ways of Trump, I dare say their contrary views concerning government (socialism), censorship (anti-1st amendment), biology (anything goes), personhood (infanticide), foreign policy (aiding the enemies of Israel and, frankly, bending towards global governance); these are most certainly far from the founders inclinations. AND, even though they LOVE to disparage honorable ancestors for there not "instantly up to speed" view of slavery; they more than nullify their righteous stand by catering to the same demons by boisterously proclaiming that only skin color and heritage matter, and then going one step further than the former "owners" by gleefully murdering innocent pre-born "lives" they deem unworthy.

Frightening.

So, as this curious drama plays itself out (soon, I'm thinking) what we really need, dear reader, in order for this America to survive; what we REALLY need is much more than the coming vindication. What we need is a spiritual Awakening. And that, I believe, is at the door.

The poem continues...

...But many more

I do believe

Still see the founder's worth

And with God's aid

The Republic made

Will not perish from the earth.

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