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A SHORT SERMON FOR TODAY

God is not limited to one system of beliefs; God’s Word is not limited to one form of communication.  God is beyond anything we humans can imagine, classify, or manipulate.  In attempting to limit God, we only limit ourselves.

 

No man can serve two masters: for either he will hate the one, and love the other; or else he will hold to the one, and despise the other.  Ye cannot serve God and mammon.

Matthew 6:24

 

Om Asato Maa Sadgamaya

Tamaso Maa Jyotir Gamaya

Mrityor Maa Amrtam Gamaya.

Om Shaantih Shaantih Shaantih.

(Brihadaranyaka Upanishad, 1st Adhyaya, 3rd Brahmana, 28th Mantra)

O Lord please lead me from the unreal to the real.

Lead me from darkness to light (i.e. from ignorance to knowledge).

Lead me from death to immortality.

May there be peace, peace and perfect peace.

 

Because God’s Word is not limited to one form of communication, it can be found in the scriptures of different religions—including Christianity and Hinduism.

God leads us from the unreal to the real.

God leads us from darkness to light.

God leads us from death to immortality.

But mammon leads us from the real to the unreal.

Mammon leads us from light to darkness.

And mammon leads us from immortality to death.

When we serve God, we are lead from the unreal to the real.

When we serve God, we are lead from darkness to light.

When we serve God, we are lead from death to immortality.

But when we serve mammon, we are lead from the real to the unreal.

When we serve mammon, we are lead from light to darkness.

And when we serve mammon, we are lead from immortality to death.

May we serve God.

May we not serve mammon.

And, yes, may there be peace, peace, and perfect peace.

A DIFFERENT APPROACH

—Original Message—

Sent: Tue, Dec 12, 2017 4:53 pm

Subject: FROM SCOTT MAYO, RE TWO ONLINE PETITIONS I HAVE STARTED

I appreciate your time and consideration, in reading this email.

For a long time now, I’ve been very concerned about the direction our country, the United States, is taking.

Since 2012, I’ve been especially concerned about the destructive impact that unrestrained Digital-Age technology—particularly cellular technology (cellphones and smartphones) and social media (Facebook, Twitter, et al)—is having on our country.

And since June 22, 2015, I’ve been especially concerned about an ongoing trend of state and local politicians censoring their constituents’ historical flags, and destroying their constituents’ historical monuments—without their constituents’ consent.  This posthumous extermination of the Confederate States of America is destructive to the United States of America—and I have been doing all I can to bring awareness to it, and to elicit the help of my fellow Southern Americans, my fellow Americans, and my fellow human beings worldwide, in stopping this destructive trend.

I have started two petitions on the website, Change.org, on which I would appreciate your adding your signature to mine.

The first is to President Trump, requesting that he remove Nikki Haley from his presidential cabinet—because Nikki Haley is the initial perpetrator of this posthumous extermination of the Confederate States of America, and because Nikki Haley is being rewarded for her exploitation of a mass murder.

The second is to Pensacola Mayor Ashton Hayward and the Escambia County Board of County Commissioners to return the First Confederate Flag to its rightful place in Pensacola’s Five-Flags Displays—the historical flags displays of the five nations under which Pensacola, Florida, has lived and thrived.  These local politicians have censored the First Confederate Flag from our historical flags displays since June 24, 2015—without our consent.  They have not even let us vote on this.

Our country, the United States of America, is in serious danger of self-destruction.  The sociopolitical chaos our country is experiencing in this Digital Age is unprecedented in its history.  And this sociopolitical chaos—driven by unrestrained Digital-Age technology—is spreading all over our world.

Most of us seem to be pretending that everything is fine—as if our country’s problems will simply go away if we ignore them.  But this is never the case—no country’s problems simply go away, as if by magic.

Many of us are quite aware of the danger posed to our country, but feel so powerless to do anything about it that we just give up—we just do nothing, and look forward to our deaths, or to a Biblical event that will require no action on our part.

Of course, neither of these approaches is ever effective.

We can turn our country—and our world—around.  But we can only do this together—and with small, incremental actions.

And signing online petitions is a way of taking small, incremental actions together.

Please click on the links below, and—unless either of these petitions is against everything you believe in—add your signature to these online petitions.  Your signature will be greatly appreciated—perhaps more than you know.

https://www.change.org/p/president-trump-remove-the-dishonorable-nikki-r-haley-from-your-cabinet-immediately-so-you-can-immediately-restore-some-honor-to-your-cabinet

https://www.change.org/p/pensacola-mayor-grover-c-robinson-iv-and-escambia-county-board-of-county-commissioners-return-the-first-confederate-flag-to-its-rightful-place-in-pensacola-s-five-flags-displays

And if you want to learn more about the issues mentioned in this email, you are welcome to view my blog, Solosocial, at solosocial.wordpress.com, and to comment on posts, if you so desire.

Again, thank you so much for your time and consideration.

Scott Wesley Mayo

[Grover C. Robinson IV is now the Mayor of Pensacola, Florida, and Robert Bender is now the Escambia County Commissioner for District 4.  I have updated my petition to return our First Confederate Flag to our Five Flags Displays, to reflect these changes.]

“God sees the truth, but waits.”

ITEMS MY FATHER PROMISED TO ME

One Saturday, months ago, my brother-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool called me, and told me that the house I had grown up in—at 5922 Vogel Road, Mobile, Alabama 36693—had just been sold.

I asked Jeff why he had never told me the house was for sale—and he hung up on me.

I called him back, again and again, just trying to find out what the hell was going on—no one had ever told me that house was for sale—and he kept hanging up.

While I kept calling him, my mother called me.  My mother asked me why I was “talking bad” to my sister Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and brother-in-law Jeff.  I explained that I wasn’t “talking bad”—that I was simply asking Jeff why he and Elaine had never told me the house in Mobile was for sale.

Jeff and Elaine came here to this house—they brought me some items that had belonged to my late father.

I had sent my sisters and brothers-in-law an email listing the items that my father had promised to leave for me, upon his death.  Right after I sent that email, my sister Elaine lied to my mother that I had sent her an “ugly” email.  I explained to my mother that I had not sent Elaine an “ugly” email—that I had just sent her an email listing the items my father had promised me.

But knowing that my sister Elaine had lied to my mother about the purpose and tone of that email—just as she had lied to my father about the purpose and tone of my blog, on April 10, 2016—I decided that I had better post the contents of the email on my blog, so the whole world could know what my father had promised me.

Of course Elaine saw that post too—my sisters Elaine and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, with the support of my brothers-in-law Jeff and Thomas Grady Wright—have been following my blog since late March, 2016.  And my sister Elaine, in particular, has been lying to my parents, my psychiatrist, and even my pastor, about the purpose and tone of my blog, since April 10, 2016.

That Saturday, months ago, I looked at the items that Elaine and Jeff had brought here.  The only one of those items that was on my list of items my father had promised me was the stereo equipment.

There was something wrapped up in green felt—I unwrapped it, and found that it was an antique crosscut saw.  I asked Elaine and Jeff where the Imperial Japanese sword was.  They said they didn’t know—that my father had given it away before moving to North Alabama, but they didn’t know whom he had given it to.  I asked Elaine and Jeff where the antique (or vintage) clock was.  They said they didn’t know—that my father had given it away before moving to North Alabama, but they didn’t know whom he had given it to.

I told them they were lying.  I told them my father had always told me that he would always keep family heirlooms in the family—that if he gave those items away at all, he gave those items to them, as well as Cathy and Tom.

Then Elaine got really ugly.  She pointed her finger at me, and started telling me that I was being ungrateful.

That’s when I verbally tore her up.

I called her a cunt.  I reminded her of what she had started on April 10, 2016—and how she had estranged me from my father for the last 621 days of his life, with her lies.

Then Jeff got out his smartphone, and started making a video of me—without my consent.

I said, “Oh, so are you going to put this on social media now, Jeff?”

Jeff smirked, and said, “No, I’m going to share this with your mother!”

Then I made sure my mother would know what Jeff was doing.  I said, on the video, “Mom, Jeff is making this video without my permission.  Instead of resolving this dispute with me, Jeff has decided to make a video of me, without my permission—and show it to you, with the intention of hurting you.”

I decided to get the whole truth out on the video—to loudly share the whole truth with my neighbors.  I told my neighbors everything, as loudly as I could.

As I was loudly speaking on the video, Elaine called the sheriff’s department.

I eventually got tired of seeing Jeff’s smirk, and tried to grab that goddamned smartphone from him.

I realize, now, that I should have punched him—that the only way I could have gotten that smartphone away from him was if I punched him in that smirking face.  It was only after I tried to grab that goddamned smartphone away from Jeff that he finally put it away.

When the Escambia Sheriff’s deputies arrived, Jeff made a point to approach a female deputy, shake her hand, and introduce himself.  I almost laughed as I remarked at Jeff’s grandstanding behavior.

A male deputy spoke with me, as the female deputy spoke with Jeff and Elaine.  Before the deputies left, I explained to that deputy that my brother-in-law had made a video of me, on his smartphone, without my permission—and asked him if he could order my brother-in-law to erase the video.  He said that would have to wait for the civil suit (the civil lawsuit that I intended to file—and still intend to file—against my sisters and brothers-in-law).  In fairness to that deputy, he may have been unable to order my brother-in-law to erase the video—it may have been legal for my brother-in-law to make a video of me, without my consent, right in front of my residence.  But if that is the case—if anyone can legally make a video of anyone else, just outside his or her private residence, without his or her consent—that law needs to change.

My mother hasn’t spoken with me since that Saturday, months ago.  I thought that the video Jeff made of me, without my permission, would backfire on him and Elaine.  But Jeff edited the video—I know he did.  At the very least, Jeff edited out the part in which I explain to my mother that Jeff is making this video without my permission.

My sisters Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, and my brothers-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool and Thomas Grady Wright, have viciously lied to my parents, about me, since April 10, 2016.

And my sisters Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, and my brothers-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool and Thomas Grady Wright, have viciously lied to me, about my parents’ whereabouts, since March 11, 2017.

On April 10, 2016, my sister Elaine—with the support of my sister Cathy and brothers-in-law Jeff and Tom—intentionally misled my father to believe that the sole purpose of my blog was to expose and embarrass my family before the entire world.  That was—and has always been—a vicious lie.

But right here, right now, I, Scott Wesley Mayo, expose my sisters Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, and my brothers-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool and Thomas Grady Wright, for the evil they have done to me—and to my parents—since April 10, 2016.

“God sees the truth, but waits.”

#MeToo is doing a lot more harm than good.

When I was a teenager in Mobile, I volunteered with Teen Line, for a time.

Teen Line was a crisis line for teenagers and pre-teenagers.

One call I received was from a pre-teenage girl who revealed to me that her pastor had molested her—and was continuing to molest her, as I recall.

I encouraged her to report this to someone she knew and trusted—and I hope she did.

Just after I moved here to Pensacola, in 1998, I joined a Toastmasters chapter—the Monday Nite Toastmasters (I had been a longtime member of at least two Toastmasters chapters in Mobile).

Monday Nite Toastmasters met at Morrisons in University Mall, which was later bought out by Piccadilly.

One Monday we met at the Rape Crisis Center though.

We had a regular meeting there.

As I recall, the purpose of this was to inspire the women there—or at least inform them about Toastmasters International.

To my knowledge, all of the volunteers at the Rape Crisis Center were rape victims survivors themselves.

What surprised me most about these women was how plain they looked.

Not ugly—just plain.

I remember wondering why anyone would want to rape a woman as plain as each of these women was.

What also surprised me was how quiet these women were.

Not mousy—just quiet.

I remember wondering why anyone would want to rape a woman as quiet as each of these women was.

In 1998 and 1999, I was in my early thirties.

I didn’t yet understand that rape had nothing to do with the appearance or demeanor of the victim—that rapists preyed on the most vulnerable women, children, and men.

What I remember most about the women I met at the Rape Crisis Center, that time my Toastmasters chapter met there, is this:

None of those women resembled the loud, obnoxious, overconfident, aggressive, entitled, privileged, mindless, shallow, belligerent, self-absorbed, misandrist, wolf-crying, teasing, baiting, leftist, smartphone-addicted, social-media-addicted, pampered, game-playing, control-freaking, trigger-happy, spoiled-rotten, virtue-signaling, girls-in-women’s-bodies that make up the bulk of this #MeToo “movement.”

These #MeToo brats are harming a lot of people.

But they are probably harming legitimate victims survivors of rape and child molestation, most of all.

#MeToo is harming a lot of people.

But it is probably harming legitimate victims survivors of rape and child molestation, most of all.

#MeToo is doing a lot more harm than good.

THIS IS AOL NOW:

You have to engage in amazingly aggressive behavior to provoke AOL into terminating your AOL ad-free email account.

But AOL has to engage in amazingly passive-aggressive behavior—over and over again—to provoke you into engaging in such amazingly aggressive behavior, in the first place.

My email address was masc930@aol.com.

Those of you who have been trying to reach me at this email address can now know why I have not been replying to your emails—AOL has terminated my ad-free email account.  AOL gave me no warning—nor any time to transfer any of my saved emails, or email addresses in my address book, to a different account with a different provider.

Masc930@aol.com was the only email address I ever had—and I had it for ten years, ever since I first got dial-up Internet service through AOL, in 2008.

I changed Internet providers, of course, but kept my email account with AOL.

You see, I’m a conservative, in the truest sense—I don’t change anything unless change is necessary.

This is why I hate liberals—they change everything, just for the sake of changing everything, and end up creating nothing but problems.

This is why I hate neocons—they change everything, just for the sake of changing everything, and end up creating nothing but problems.

When I was a kid, there was a TV commercial for furniture polish, or dishwasher detergent, or paper towels, in which the character/spokeswoman—Madge, I think—said, “If something works, you stick with it.”

That’s how I work—that’s how I live my life.  If something works, I stick with it.

I live by this true conservatism almost as much as I live by the late Zig Ziglar’s teaching that fair play seeks what is right—not who is right.

Now, I recently learned—from NPR—that at the turn of this century, AOL was sued for facilitating pedophilia, by allowing pedophiles to share child pornography with other pedophiles, and to set up meetings with their child victims, through AOL’s forums.

Yet I did not know about this evil negligence, on AOL’s part, when I got my AOL email account in 2008.

AOL’s CEO, Tim Armstrong, is arguably the most irresponsible and negligent CEO in the United States today.

And AOL worked well for me, most of the time, until Tim Armstrong created a monster called Oath—then put all of AOL’s service under the management of Oath.

Ever since he did that, I had nothing but problems with AOL—until AOL terminated my account, without giving me any notice or warning, without addressing my issues, without listening to me, without allowing me to transfer my saved emails and email addresses, and without even letting those emailing me know that my account has been terminated (my AOL email account has become a black hole—mail is not returned to senders, and senders are not even notified that I cannot read their emails).

The last issue I had was this campaign ad for this sleazy Democrat being posted, not in my AOL ad-free mailbox, but on my AOL ad-free mailbox sign-in screen.  This sleazy Democrat, Jeff Greene, is competing against other sleazy Democrats to oust the sleazy Republican incumbent, Rick Scott.  But this sleazy Democrat doesn’t mention himself, his sleazy Democratic rivals, or even the sleazy Republican incumbent, Rick Scott.  He only mentions President Donald Trump—against whom he is not running.

This Jeff Greene is every bit as sleazy and trashy as Rick Scott is—and only goddamned fools would fall for this bullshit ad, and vote for this piece of shit.

In 2016, AOL had given me a way to opt out of political advertising on my AOL ad-free mailbox sign-in screen—so I contacted AOL, and requested that opt-out option again.

But this time, AOL refused to provide that option for me—and this sleazy ad for this sleazy Democrat just kept popping up in my face, every time I wanted to access my AOL ad-free email account, day after day.

And AOL completely dismissed my pleas to resolve this issue, but started demanding my monthly fee of $4.99—as it had been doing ever since Tim Armstrong had created Oath, and put AOL’s service under Oath’s management.

In other words, since Tim Armstrong created Oath, and put AOL’s service under Oath’s management, the only time AOL ever contacted me was when it demanded payment from me—it never contacted me about any of the countless issues I was having with it, under Oath.

And of course I refused to pay AOL any money, any month, until it got issues like this resolved.

This time I fought back against AOL’s abuse.

There were several email addresses to different AOL entities I had collected over the years—including Tim Armstrong, himself.

None of these entities ever addressed any of my concerns—least of all Tim Armstrong.

So I copied and pasted this ad from my AOL mailbox sign-in screen, then emailed it to every one of those AOL email addresses—just to give those bastards at AOL an idea of what it was like to have this sleazy ad for this sleazy Democrat in one’s face.  And I did this every time I signed in, and encountered this ad—which was all the time.

Still no response from any of the bastards at AOL.

Then I copied and pasted the ad, and sent it to Jeff Greene’s campaign office (info@jeffgreeneforflorida.com, as I recall)—every time I encountered the ad.

Then I forwarded all of the emails I sent to Jeff Greene’s campaign office to all of the AOL email addresses I had saved, over the years (support@aol.com, privacyquestions@aol.com, press@oath.com, gregory.griffith@aol.com, timarmstrong@aol.com, and timarmstrong@oath.com, as I recall).

I had contacted AOL, and asked it to give me the opt-out option to opt out of this sleazy ad, or simply to remove this sleazy ad from my AOL ad-free mailbox sign-in screen—and AOL had never replied.

And I had contacted Jeff Greene’s campaign office, and asked it to pressure AOL to remove this sleazy ad from my AOL ad-free mailbox sign-in screen—and Jeff Greene’s campaign office had never replied.

So I decided to get AOL in so much trouble with this sleazy sponsor that it would be sure to do as I had been asking it to do for days—maybe even weeks.

But AOL canceled my ad-free email account instead.

And I got a phone call from some sleazebag named “Sam” ((703) 265-0045), who simply stated that my account had been terminated, but gave me no further information—and refused to return any of my countless calls in which I pleaded with this piece of shit to at least let me access my AOL mailbox one last time, so that I could transfer my saved emails and email addresses to a different account.

So this is why your emails to me, at masc930@aol.com, have not been answered—my account has been terminated, without warning or notice, and I cannot read your emails.

And this is AOL now:

I AM NOBODY!

Nobody cares about anything anymore.

I am nobody.

Nobody cares about anything anymore.

I am nobody.

Nobody cares about anything anymore.

I am nobody.

Nobody cares about anything anymore.

I am nobody.

I am nobody.

I am nobody.

I am nobody!

TRUTH YOU WILL NEVER GET FROM TRUMP

Roe v. Wade must be overturned because it is murdering children, because it is infringing on the rights of our states and the citizens of our states—and because it is damaging our American conscience.

Obergefell v. Hodges must be overturned because it is damaging children’s minds by completely confusing them about sexuality, because it is infringing on the rights of our states and the citizens of our states—and because it is damaging our American conscience.

Our federal government’s support of the Zionist State of Israel must be stopped because it is diverting billions of our tax dollars every year, without our consent, to maintain a genocidal, foreign regime that was illegally established over seventy years ago—and because it is damaging our American conscience.

Our American corporations’ outsourcing of our American service and manufacturing jobs to foreign countries must be stopped because it is treason, not free enterprise, and because it is destroying our economy, and making us jobless, desperately poor, and homeless—and because it is damaging our American conscience.

This “Global War on Terrorism” must be stopped because it is misusing and abusing our American troops—and because it is damaging our American conscience.

This state and local government-imposed censorship of our Confederate flags and monuments must be stopped because Confederate history is American history—the posthumous extermination of the Confederate States of America is destructive to the United States of America—and because it is damaging our American conscience.

The censored Confederate flags and monuments must go back up, the cell towers must come down—and every effort must be made to provide free landline telephone service to all of us Americans, including free public landline telephones distributed as widely as possible.

JUST SAYIN’

If you close your Facebook and Twitter accounts, and rid yourselves of your cellphones and smartphones, you can avoid a lot of headaches and heartaches—and even prevent tragedies.

Just sayin’

NOREPLY-NEPASREPONDRE@CANADA.GC.CA

I left feedback for a Canadian official in Florida, on an editorial she had written—on that same form.

And all you have done is reply with an automated response telling me absolutely nothing at all.

This is why America, Canada, and the rest of the world is going to hell—robots.

Scott Mayo

THOSE WHO DON’T VALUE TRUTH AREN’T READING THIS POST ANYWAY.

Though the term, politically correct, was coined in 1936, the term, political correctness, wasn’t coined until 1990.

And we can be reasonably sure that the term, politically correct, wasn’t generally used until 1990 either.

The term, sexual harassment, was coined in 1975.  But it wasn’t used much until the early 1990s.

The term, anti-Semitism, was coined in 1882, by Zionist Jews, to silence all critics of Zionism—even Jewish ones.  If one was opposed to Zionism—and later the Zionist State of Israel—one was labeled, anti-Semitic, indicating that he or she was necessarily opposed to Jews, even if he or she was Jewish.

The term, transsexual, was coined in 1957, as a purely clinical term.

The term, transgender, or transgendered, was coined in 1979—also as a purely clinical term.

When did mass shootings, including school shootings, become a thing—a regular occurence?

In the late 1990s.

When did sexual harassment become a weaponized word used by women to falsely accuse any men to whom they were not attracted, but who were attracted to them?

In the early 1990s.

What happened in the same year that the term, political correctness, was coined?

When did the term, transsexual, fall out of use, and the term, transgender, or transgendered, become more than a clinical term?

When was (where guilt is present) added to homosexuality in the list of psychosexual disorders—and when was homosexuality censored from that list, altogether?

When was gender-identity disorder censored from the list of psychosexual disorders, altogether?

When was psychoanalysis replaced with cognitive behavioral therapy?

When was psychiatric healthcare replaced with behavioral healthcare?

When were the terms, sociopath, and, psychopath, censored from the psychological lexicon?

When was the term, mentally retarded replaced with the terms, developmentally disabledintellectually challenged, and even special.

When were the mentally ill condescendingly assigned the meaningless term, consumers?

How did negro become colored, colored become black, and black become African-American—when in fact most Americans of African descent are no more African-American than most Americans of European descent are European-American, or most Americans of Asian descent are Asian-American?

Why is it Black Lives Matter, not Black Lives Matter Too?

Why are the black lives taken by white law-enforcement officers the only black lives that matter to Black Lives Matter—and why does Black Lives Matter viciously take the black lives of blacks who don’t agree with it?

Why was it called the Feminist Movement, not the Humanist Movement—or the Equality Movement?

Why do those who consider all capital punishment murder never consider any abortion homicide?

Why has the Civil Rights Movement been so effective, and the Feminist Movement so ineffective?

When did slavery become human trafficking?

When did rape become sexual assault?

What is the meaning of selfiefoodiepeeps, and other meaningless, cutesy words?

What the hell is LGBT(Q)(I)(A)?

And what the hell is #MeToo?

Those who think everything is a conspiracy are mistaken.

Those who think nothing is a conspiracy—that there are no conspiracies—are far more mistaken.

Of all the conspiratorial terms listed above, the only one whose conspiratorial purpose has always been blatantly obvious is anti-Semitism.

The conspiratorial purposes of most other weaponized words are far more subtle.  Yet these conspiratorial purposes—and consequences—must be examined by those who value truth.

Those who don’t value truth aren’t reading this post anyway.


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