When was the last time you said, “Hark?” And a herald, as far as I know, is some guy who brings news to people from some other guy. Basically, he’s a messenger, without a bike. But he has news, and at a time when electronics were at an all time low, I suppose it was one way to tell people what was going on. So, are the angels harking the herald, or is the herald telling people to listen to the angels sing? I think the angels are telling people to pay attention to what the herald is saying, but they are singing it, instead of just saying, “Hey, listen up.” I wonder if the angels were visible, or if the people just heard them. But no matter. Different times. Today, if you hear angels singing, people would assume you were smoking crack. Maybe, just maybe, the people back then were smoking something as well, and that’s why they thought angels were singing in the first place. We don’t know enough about what was going on at the time, so we should be openminded about things like that.
I’m going to skip the glory part and go right to the god and sinners reconcile. I have to think the angels, through their song, were telling bad people they thought were bad, to make their peace with god Sr. If the sinners were terrified, after hearing angels sing, perhaps they did try to straighten up. I’m thinking they didn’t hear anything, or they didn’t care because they were too busy drinking, gambling, beating their wives, children, or other guys, stealing, or slaughtering something, and just doing what a lot of men do normally. I don’t think they would be willing to give any of that up no matter how many harks they heard. I could be wrong, but I doubt it. The ice caps are melting, and everything is dying right now, and people are pretty much watching TV. People are people, I don’t care what age they’re from. Greedy, violent, mean guys are always around and they don’t care about newborns, gods or harking.
I like the peace on earth part and mercy mild. We still can’t do that either. Dead kids on cement slabs in detention centers, remember. No mercy there. Nope. None at all. Zeus could come down here, Neptune could walk out of the sea and start shaking his trident at us and people would say, “Wow. Freak much?”
There’s something wrong with us. People sing songs about justice, mercy, peace, and all kinds of things that they actually take no part in at all.
Joyful all ye nations rise? Really? You mean we have to stop killing each other and be joyful? When? How? What’s that even like? When has that ever happened? Why do we sing that kind of garbage when we are busy hating each other and killing kids?
More than half of the american public doesn’t even LIKE their own nation anymore. Well, they like the country, just not the people killing everything and pretending they are running things. To have any nations rise, joyfully would be a sight to see. Okay, maybe there’s a small country somewhere that we have overlooked, perhaps they could give a shout out now and then, but that’s it. Then again, if they were smart they would remain silent, so we wouldn’t kill them too, after stealing any artifacts or resources they might not know they have.
Join what triumph in the sky? What does that even mean? Babies are born so fast we can’t even count them, let along pick one and watch the sky celebrate. In case people haven’t been paying attention, priests, who are god’s REPRESENTATIVES, are raping children and driving them to suicide. And, as far as triumph in the sky goes, no one cares, unless they are giving out Michael Jordan’s for free. It’s a new world. People aren’t AFRAID of invisible gods any longer, they’re afraid of each other. No one cares about a heavenly host, or proclaiming. Those days are gone. And what is a HEAVENLY HOST? A person throwing a party? Or a host like the wafers they hand out at communion? Look, the oceans are dying, the ice caps are dying, the polar bears and a million other species are dying, people are dying, we have more important things to think about…like keeping the bees alive, so we don’t all starve to death, than worrying about a heavenly anything.
We aren’t what we pretend to be. We don’t even try to be what we say we want to be. We keep singing the same songs but nothing changes. The reason is, of course, that we are unable to be the things we say we want to be. We’re a violent, deadly, greedy, unstable species, with opposable thumbs, who invents gods so they can control the masses through fear and harking.I
Hey, I’m not saying we’re all bad. There are lots of amazing, generous, incredible people around. People who give one of their kidneys to co workers, there are fire fighters and doctors and nurses who take their profession seriously and don’t do any harm. There are people who feed the hungry and go into terrible and scary places to help others. We can be absolutely amazing.
But it took all of us to make the mess we’re currently in. We aren’t the gardeners of the planet, we’re the destroyers. And you know how you can tell? Because I shouldn’t be able to name those who are amazing, because we should all be amazing and if we were, then hatred and war wouldn’t be words anyone would know about. That’s how you can tell. When doing something nice, makes you stand out from the crowd, then SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH THE CROWD!
But hey, that’s just my opinion. The one I got from just looking around.