What Kind of Reader Are You?
Before we learn what is the most important factor in survival, let’s see what kind of a reader you are. Why learn this? Because some readers who may be closed minded may need to compare themselves, so here we go:
Let’s take a hypothetical case, for the purpose of comparison. If we talk to a man about the taste of a mango, he will not know what we mean unless he has tasted a mango. There is no use to explain it to him, to argue with him about it, but he must actually taste it.
The man who has tasted the mango will know whereof we speak. Same is true of a blind person. If we tell to him that there are such things as colors and sunsets and whatnot, he will not have any knowledge of whereof we speak to him. He would have to be sighted in order to know it.
But he believes that colors and sunsets exist and that we have seen them, even though he has not seen them himself.
Now the blind folks for the most part have had no difficulty to admit that they are blind and that others are sighted. Same way is with deaf folks. If a hearin person tells, to a deaf person, that there is such a thing as music, then the deaf person won’t know whereof the hearin person tells to him —
but neither will he have any reluctance to admit that he is deaf, while others can hear. He believes that there is music, and that others hear it, even though he has not heard it himself.
Now I know a man named “Dion” who became drunken and landed his horseless carriage on the edge of a cliff. He claims that the car was about to fall, when some unseen force picked it up and perched it more safely on the edge than it had erst been perched.
Now I believe his tale, that an unseen force saved his life. The same happened to me when I was about the age of twelve to fourteen. I stood atop a twenty-foot-high rounded boulder in Great Falls Park in Virginia, tryin to look over the edge — except there wasn’t any edge because the boulder was shapen more like a sphere than an edged solid.
Farther and farther went I, imaginin that I would be able to see over the edge, when I began to fall off of the boulder. I completely lost my balance and was goin down. An unseen force pulled me back up again into safety. Because of my experience I could believe Dion’s tale which was just like mine in its essential points.
Just like the man and the mango, I was able to understand what had happened.
Which Kind of Reader are You
Now, as a reader, maybe such a thing hasn’t happened to you. Can you believe that it happened to me and to Dion? What if we just imagined it? What if I just make up the tales for the sake of makin a point? You don’t know. Do you believe me? What kind of reader are you?
The blind or deaf person may have been told by hundreds of folks testifyin to the existence of color, sunset, and music. You have only me, because even the second man in my tale is only hearsay, he is not here to tell his tale.
Now let’s not try to jump too far ahead by tryin to guess what I mean to imply by these tales. I am not suggestin that we put ourselves into such hazardous situations and expect an unseen hand to save our lives. Sometimes it will and sometimes it won’t. Let’s now look at a counterexample:
Socrates said that there was a kind of conscience inside of his consciousness, that told to him whenever he was about to do somethin that he oughtn’t to do. Some folks have said, “… but Socrates was a pagan”. “Maybe he was and maybe he wasn’t” is the way, wherein I see it.
His alleged words were reported by Plato, but was Plato always accurate about Socrates? To me Socrates seems to have been much more knowin than your garden-variety pagan would be.
A few years back I was receivin instructions that were clear to me, instructions comin from the same hidden source that saved the lives of myself and Dion in days gone theretofore. I was bein told “Go to Arizona, do not work on biographies of pirates and Vikins”.
Again and again I received the same instructions, but I kept on workin on the biographies instead of makin my way to Arizona.
Durin the same span of time, I was at least three times advised by a friend “When you pick up your mail, do not walk on the steep grassy hill”. This advice also I disregarded. One day while the grass was wet, I was walkin down the steep ten-foot grassy slope while glancin at my mail.
My foot slipped on the grass and turned 90 degrees inward at the ankle, while my whole 268 pounds (minus the weight of the foot) were atop the ankle’s joint. “Pop” it went. The fibula was broken and the ankle was sprained.
Some weeks afterward, I opened a copyin of the Holy Writ at random and saw the verse “If he will obey my commandments, then his foot will not slip”.
I had disobeyed his commandments, and my foot had slipped. Now I could call him “God” or “The God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob”, but the word “God” does not have a proper etymology, I suspect. It’s, like, not the right word, but a substitute-word. Erst I think it meant “Member of a tribe of superior-quality men” — the Goths or the Tribe of Gad.
Now what kind of reader are you? Are you the one who has had the experience of so-called “God”? Or are you the blind who has not had the experience, but trusts us when we tell to you about it? Or are you the blind reader who is in denial of our experience? Which one are you — please answer in the comments below, thank you.
Now I took a survival book out of a library. Its title is Between a Rock and a Hard Place. The writer’s arm had been pinned between a fallen boulder and a wall of solid rock, while he was alone in a wilderness. He amputated his arm in order to escape from there.
He must have been warned ahead of time in such a way as would have forfended his havin been pinned. Either he wasn’t listenin when the warnin/s came, or else he heard them and disregarded them, as I had done. He needn’t have been in that situation.
It is certain that “God” made effort to guard him against his foolishness, and that he had turned his back against “God”‘s protection. There are many threats and many devils “out there” as well as within our own minds, to befool us into puttin ourselves in harm’s way.
Thus the most important factor in survival is to listen and to obey that other, the protectin, unseen bein however you may choose to label him.
That same consciousness or unseen bein instructed me not to read that book. I understood why: it is because the writer’s attitude is very destructive to the reader, or else he would not have putted himself into such a situation as that whereinto he putted himself.
Now there are other “gods” who attempt to misguide us, and folks have said “Which god?” I used to make the mistake of listenin to and obeyin any random message that came into my mind, under the assumption that they were all benign.
Fortunately I was given better instruction after a span of time, and came out of so erroneous a state of responsiveness.
Those, who have said “Which god?” have violated the First Commandment “Don’t have any other god in my presence”. Just the act of askin that question presents other god/s. Doin that is goin to make the doer to become unlucky.
Now the Holy Writ has declared that there are those humans who, from the beginnin of humanity, that is to say “genetically”, are incapable of experiencin “God” and to those folks “The things of ‘God’ are as foolishness”.
They are fools. If you are that kind of reader, in other words if you are “blind”, as it were, then you were much more honest to declare “I am blind” than to declare that the things of “God” are as foolishness. It’s up to you.
Says “God”: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vsBP5P0Xe2c
The Most Important Factor in Survival!
Can you see it? The most important factor in survival I’ll not put into this paragraph, because some folks would scrollen down to this paragraph and skip the explanation, so that they would end up stupider than they already are, in their impatience and foolishness.
After readin this article, put the answer into the comments and we’ll see how clearly you understand The Most Important Factor in Survival!