Mother, grandmother and proud Aussie, former librarian, storyteller, artist and always inquisitive. Passionate about ancient mythology
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Rosemary C retweeted
Not my usual post topic........
But I’m sick of the Boomer hate. Everywhere I look, it’s the same thing. Boomers ruined the economy. Boomers hoarded all the houses. Boomers wrecked the planet. Boomers made it impossible for anyone younger to get ahead. Like my entire generation sat down one day and decided to screw everyone who came after us. I worked. I saved. I paid into the system for decades. Now I want to spend some of what I earned, and suddenly that’s a moral failing. Wanting to live in the house I paid for is “hoarding.” Taking a vacation is “stealing the future.” Existing past 65 is apparently an offense. Housing is expensive. Wages stalled. Costs went up. Fine. That’s real. But acting like every Boomer personally priced you out of a starter home is lazy. Governments printed money. Corporations consolidated. Zoning locked cities down. Colleges sold a $200k degree for a $50k job. Interest rates, regulation, immigration, supply, demand — pick a cause. “Old people exist” is not an analysis. And the entitlement in it is wild. Nobody owes you the same deal your parents or grandparents had. Life doesn’t come with a guaranteed starter home, cheap college, and a pension. Plenty of people in my generation got crushed, too. Plenty of younger people are doing fine. Outcomes aren’t a morality play by birth year. I’m not apologizing for working, saving, and wanting to enjoy the result. If that’s “Boomer hate” fuel, so be it. I’m done pretending I should feel guilty for not being broke.
Rant over.
Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk.
Rosemary C retweeted
A human being can encounter God so directly that the experience is described as light, yet the light itself is not something God created.
This is the Orthodox teaching of the “uncreated light,” rooted in the Transfiguration of Christ on Mount Tabor. Peter, James and John see Christ’s face shine like the sun and his clothes become white as light. Orthodox theology understands this as Christ’s divine glory becoming visible. He is not illuminated by another source. What is normally hidden becomes visible.
The light is called “uncreated” because it is not sunlight, fire or any physical substance. It belongs to God’s divine glory and is not part of creation.
In 14th-century Byzantium, Gregory Palamas defended this teaching through the distinction between God’s essence and his energies. God’s essence remains completely beyond human comprehension, while his uncreated energies are his real presence and activity through which humans can genuinely encounter him. This became closely linked with Hesychasm. Some monks described encounters with divine light and connected them with Tabor. Such experiences were understood not as a technique, but as God’s gift of grace.
The goal was theosis, participation in God’s life. Humans do not become God by nature, but can participate in God by grace. God remains beyond comprehension, yet can still be truly encountered.
#OrthodoxChristianity
Rosemary C retweeted
🔥 Knowing the Path Is Not the Same as Walking It
For nearly ten years, I have searched for truth. Why is this world the way it is? Why am I here? What is my purpose? How do I help others? How do I heal myself? I went down every rabbit hole I could find, questioning everything I had been taught and searching for something real underneath it all. At the bottom of them, I found myself. And I remembered God.
Looking back, I can see it had a purpose. I needed to question the world before I could understand myself. I needed the noise before I could truly appreciate peace.
During Covid, I ran one of the largest conspiracy groups on Facebook. I pushed against what I believed was happening as hard as anyone I knew. There were nights I barely slept. I felt like I was standing beside a railroad track watching a train racing toward a collapsed bridge, screaming at the top of my lungs while wondering why so many people couldn't hear the warning.
That season changed me. Maybe some people heard me and started asking their own questions. But one of the greatest things from it was something I never expected. I found my voice.
That experience redirected my life. It forced me inward. It exposed my wounds, my ego, my fear, my strength, and eventually my heart. I began healing myself and relationships within my family. I started understanding that changing the world isn't always about shouting louder. Sometimes it is about becoming so grounded in what you believe that your life becomes the message.
And lately, that is where I feel myself being pulled... toward peace. Not giving up. Not becoming indifferent. Just realizing I don't need to spend every moment fighting the darkness. At some point, you have to start building the light.
I want to enjoy being human. The quiet mornings. The laughter around the table. The little moments with my family. The land beneath my feet. The people I love. The ordinary moments we overlook while searching for something extraordinary. I am beginning to understand those moments were never ordinary at all. They are the life we were searching for.
The last ten years taught me how to talk about the path. The next part of my life feels like it is asking me to walk it. To embody what I have learned instead of constantly explaining it. To live with courage, compassion, integrity, faith, and peace so deeply that someone else might look at my life and realize there is another way.
I am beginning to see souls doing the same thing. Dropping the masks. Healing old wounds. Choosing authenticity over acceptance. Remembering who they are and walking toward the life that has been calling them all along.
Maybe that is how the world changes. Not because one person convinces everyone else, but because one person begins living differently. Then another. Then another. Eventually enough people stop feeding the world they say they don't want and begin creating the world they do.
I came here with a mission. I still believe that with everything in me. I just understand the mission differently now. Maybe my job was never to wake everyone up. Maybe it was to wake up fully myself, remember God, heal what I could heal, love the people placed in front of me, and become an example of what is possible when someone chooses truth without losing their heart.
The world doesn't need another person explaining the path. It needs footprints. It needs people willing to embody what they say they believe. People who have walked through darkness without becoming darkness themselves.
I am not done seeking truth. I am simply done believing that truth only lives at the bottom of another rabbit hole. Sometimes truth is sitting across the table from you. Sometimes it is laughter with your family, a quiet morning, a prayer whispered, or a sunset watched in silence.
And sometimes the greatest truth is realizing that after spending years searching for the way...
you finally have to become it.
ZF 🔥
Rosemary C retweeted
REPORT CARD
Student: Anthony Albanese
Subject: Running Australia
Term: 2022 – Present
Overall Grade: F – Spectacular Failure
Record levels of economic stagnation and decline
Real-world wages in freefall
Record levels of insolvencies (businesses dropping like flies)
Record levels of inflation
Record fuel prices
Record-breaking cost of living (new Olympic sport: surviving the weekly shop)
Economy in full decline
Unemployment increasing nicely
Interest rates on home repayments set to “painful”
Record debt - proudly over a trillion
Teacher’s Note:
Has managed to turn a functioning country into a third world shitter .
Extra credit for consistency: never once improved anything.
Signed:
The Australian Taxpayer
Rosemary C retweeted
🔥 THIS IS A WAR FOR OUR CONSCIOUSNESS
This is not a conventional war. It is a psychological war, fought through fear, division, exhaustion, outrage, confusion, and the constant pressure to believe that nothing we do matters.
The battlefield is our attention. The target is our ability to think clearly, trust ourselves, remain connected, and imagine a better future. When people are overwhelmed for long enough, they stop questioning. They stop creating. They stop believing change is possible. Eventually, they surrender without even realizing they were in a fight.
I see so many people giving up, and I believe that is part of the plan. People very close to me have done a complete 180. People who once stood strong have fallen deeply into fear, hopelessness, and survival mode. I do not judge them, because the pressure being placed on people is real. But I refuse to pretend that what is happening is harmless.
Fear makes us easier to divide. Exhaustion makes us easier to control. Hopelessness convinces us to abandon our own power. That is why protecting your consciousness matters. What you repeatedly watch, listen to, speak about, and emotionally feed becomes part of your inner world.
But we must be careful not to become what we are fighting. The answer is not more hatred, rage, or division. It is awareness. It is discipline. It is learning to pause before reacting and refusing to allow fear to choose our enemies for us. It is reaching back for the people we love without allowing their fear to pull us under with them.
This does not mean ignoring reality or pretending everything is love and light. It means refusing to let darkness take ownership of your mind. It means staying informed without becoming consumed. It means questioning anything that constantly demands your fear, your hatred, your obedience, or your surrender.
We cannot afford to give up now. We need people who can remain calm inside the storm. People who still care. People who refuse to lose their humanity. People who still believe this world can become something far greater than what we are currently being shown.
Protect your mind. Guard your heart. Strengthen your body. Stay connected to God, truth, nature, and the people who remind you who you are. Build real community. Help where you can. Turn down the noise long enough to hear your own soul again.
The moment we surrender our consciousness, we surrender our ability to shape what comes next.
Hold the line—but do not lose your heart while doing it.
ZF 🔥
Rosemary C retweeted
🔥 SOME OF US WERE NEVER MEANT TO BLEND IN
Some of us were never meant to blend in... and that was never a flaw. It was the point.
To those who have always looked different, felt different, or seen the world in a way others couldn’t understand... I see you. I feel you. I am you.
You were not created to shrink yourself to fit into spaces that were never meant to hold you. Your difference is not something to hide, explain, or apologize for. It is the gift you came here to carry.
The world has never been changed by everyone staying comfortable and following the same path. It changes because someone dares to question what others accept, create what others cannot yet imagine, and stand in their truth even when it means standing alone.
So stay different. Stay honest. Stay fully yourself. The very thing that once made you feel like you didn’t belong may be the exact reason you are here.
We were never meant to fit perfectly into the world as it is. We were meant to help shape what it could become.
ZF 🔥
Rosemary C retweeted
The fool marks the beginning of a journey, when you can maintain that energy throughout, life becomes one long exciting adventure
The key is to be detached from all outcomes
If the Fool was a real person he would totally support retardmaxxing
Rosemary C retweeted
The fox lives at the edge of everything.
At the edge of the forest and the village.
At the edge of daylight and darkness.
At the boundary between the familiar world and the places where ordinary rules begin to weaken.
This is why folklore rarely treated the fox as an ordinary animal.
Its footsteps were almost silent. Its red coat appeared like a flame between the trees. It could enter a farm unseen, escape traps, survive bitter winters, and vanish into the landscape before anyone understood where it had gone.
To some, that intelligence made the fox a trickster.
Fox tales often describe a creature that defeats stronger enemies through deception, exposes human greed, and turns arrogance against those who believe power alone guarantees victory.
Yet cunning could also make the fox dangerous.
Across Europe, foxes became associated with witches, shapeshifting, and night magic. A fox encountered after dark might be an animal or a witch wearing another skin. Its sudden appearance near a path, crossroads, or isolated home could be read as a warning that something hidden was moving nearby.
In Japanese folklore, the kitsune could transform into a beautiful human, create visions, possess people, or test the character of those it encountered. Some acted as deceivers, while others served as protective spirits connected with Inari.
The fox could mislead you.
It could also become your guide.
Its knowledge of hidden paths made it a symbol of navigating danger through instinct. The fox did not overpower the wilderness. It understood it.
That is the deeper lesson within fox folklore.
Not every guide arrives looking trustworthy.
Not every trickster intends to harm you.
And not every warning tells you to turn back.
Occasionally, the fox appears to ask whether you are observant enough to recognise that the path has changed.
Follow carefully.
The fox knows where the road leads.
It has never promised that you will return as the same person.
Rosemary C retweeted
Security agencies in Australia are formally non-partisan. Their stated role is to protect the state and the public from security threats, not to serve a political party or ideology.
That claim is repeated constantly.
Yet the way the threat landscape has been framed over the past decade has produced a different outcome in practice.
Once “social cohesion,” “permissive environments for grievance,” and predictive risk to the existing order are treated as core security concepts, the agencies’ work acquires a political character. Challenges to the legitimacy of the current institutional settlement, its demographic trajectory, and its narrative boundaries are no longer treated simply as political disagreement.
They become matters of security management. The agencies remain non-partisan as between Labor and the Coalition. They become political as between the managerial order and those who contest its foundations.
This is not a conspiracy.
It is a structural consequence.
When the protection of a particular configuration of the state is defined as a security task, the institutions charged with that task are pulled into a regime-maintenance function. Formal neutrality is preserved.
Substantive alignment follows.
The historical parallels are uncomfortable but instructive.
In communist systems the security organs were the sword and shield of the Party and the state. Their mission was framed as protecting the revolution from internal and external enemies.
“Counter-revolutionary” activity was defined broadly enough to include ideological deviation, independent organisation, and narratives that questioned the leading role of the Party. The agencies were not neutral referees of a pluralistic contest. They were instruments for defending a specific political order.
In fascist systems the pattern was similar under different banners. The security and political police apparatuses were tasked with defending the new national order. Opposition parties, independent associations, and competing political narratives were treated as security problems. Again, the agencies did not stand above politics. They were used to protect a particular settlement and to suppress alternatives.
In both cases the security apparatus operated under a claim of serving the higher interests of the state or the people. In both cases it worked with expanded and often predictive definitions of threat. In both cases independent political organisation and legitimacy challenges were securitised. The result was the same: institutions that claimed to defend the state became defenders of a regime.
The contemporary Western version is softer, more legalistic, and still operates inside the outer forms of democracy. It does not rely on the same level of overt coercion. The parallel lies in the functional outcome.
When challenges to the direction and legitimacy of the current order are framed as security risks, the agencies are drawn into protecting that order. They become, in substance, the very thing they insist they are not: political instruments of a particular settlement.
This is the quiet transformation. The language of non-partisanship remains. The practical effect is alignment with the managerial state.
Soft tyranny does not require the agencies to become openly partisan.
It only requires that the defence of the existing order be defined as security work. Once that definition is accepted, the rest follows.
Rosemary C retweeted
THE ANT PEOPLE
The Hopi speak of a time when the world burned... and a time when it froze.Two cataclysms that should have ended everything - yet their people survived.
Not by chance... but by the Ant People.
In their oldest stories, the Anu Sinom are not insects, but benevolent underground beings — teachers, builders, guardians.
They opened their hidden tunnels to the Hopi, sheltered them beneath the earth, and taught them how to store food, grow strong, and wait out the destruction above.
While the surface world fell into fire... and later into ice...the Ant People kept the Hopi alive in vast chambers carved like living labyrinths.
Were these simply myths...
or memories of a civilization that lived below, not above, the Earth?
And if the Ant People appeared during past world endings... what does that say about the world we live in now?