Sunday, March 15, 2026

Forgiveness: (7 of 13) ; The Trespass of Brethren

 

FORGIVENESS – Series 7

The Trespass of Brethren (Chapter 6: pp 63-77)

An offended friend is harder to win back than a fortified city. – Proverbs 18:19, New Living Translation

Better a thousand enemies outside the house than one inside. – Arabic proverb

Exploited Kisses

Some trespasses are harder to forgive or forget, because they come from “brethren,” from people who sit with us, eat with us, live with us under the same roof; members of the same sworn team, or children of the same Father.  That was what Joseph faced: “the trespass of thy brethren.”   Those were not just “brethren,” they were “THY brethren,” his own blood brothers.  That is what sometimes makes it worse: “thy brethren” – in their plural number against your singular selfin their malicious majority against your defenceless minority; in their conspiratorial unity against your voiceless innocence: “thy brethren.”  Jesus was betrayed by one whom He called a “friend” (Matthew 26:50), one who exploited the lovely language of a kiss to betray his Master (Luke 22:48).

More than being brethren, or being his own brethren, those trespassers were also “the servants of the God of thy father.” Is that not how we address preachers and pastors: servants of God?  The trespassers against Joseph were co-patriarchs, co-ministers, brethren to whom Joseph had been taking their father’s goodwill and refreshments (Genesis 37:14); brethren who were also ministers – feeders of the flock; elder shepherds for that matter (Genesis 37:14, 16).  Could anyone have expected betrayal of that magnitude from such pillars? No.  That is what makes these betrayals very painful to forgive and harder to forget.  Some ‘servants of God’ (real and fake) have done worse things to other servants of God than the brothers of Joseph did, except that circumstances have not yet uncovered their wickedness.

It may be easy to preach forgiveness, especially if one has never known the pains of betrayals, but they preach it better who have given it themselves to others, especially to ‘undeserving’ traitorous ‘brethren.’

Brethren are those we trust more than others, those we draw close to ourselves, those we run to for cover when pursued by outsiders.  Ministers are those of whom we have no fear even if they should stand behind us; those to whom we go for an interpretation of the voice of God; those we take as God among mortals.  When such patriarchs align with outsiders to hunt and hurt us, like Judas to Jesus or Brutus to Caesar, and kisses of love are exploited to sudden malicious advantage, the pain can be deeper than words can ever express.  In this sad category could be betrayal by a father, a mother, a husband, a wife, an associate pastor, a senior pastor, a foster child, a tenant or landlord, a colleague at work, a fellow worshipper, some trusted and close person, a ‘best friend,’ etc.; betrayal not by mere “brethren” but “THY brethren.”  The pain is heightened when those “brethren” are also “servants of the God of thy father.”  Then, like Caesar, we cry, “Et tu, Brute?

A brother offended is harder to be won than a strong city: and their contentions are like the [never-meeting parallel] bars of a castle (Proverbs 18:19).

Does Time Erase a Trespass?

Does time erase a trespass and cancel the need for repentance?  No.  Does confession become unnecessary because time has passed since the action or non-action of a trespass?  No.  In the story of Joseph, for example, years had passed – about twenty-one years; still, the case was no stale trespass.  It had to be recalled to be erased.

Time might heal the wounds of a trespass, but it does not erase the scars of it.  Time might diminish the pains of a trespass, but it does not delete the file.  Only confession recalls the file to destroy it.  Even where the person trespassed against might have magnanimously deleted the file from their end, they have only freed themselves; the spirit of the trespass lives to haunt the trespasser, until they exorcize it by confession.  We find further analogy in computer application.  Sometimes, even when a file might have been deleted from a device, there may still be a backup ‘copy’ in some ‘cloud,’ until that also is addressed as a next step.

Does Distance Erase a Trespass?

Does distance erase a trespass?  Does it become unnecessary to repair a trespass because the person trespassed against has since moved far away, or because the trespasser is in some distant land?  The story of the Prodigal Son has an answer.  In that story, the son had not just moved to a different city but to a different country, a “FAR country” at that (Luke 15:13).  Still, he closed the distance – the wide gap in time and space – by travelling home to the transgressed father to make peace.  The brothers of Joseph did the same.  They bridged the decades and the distance; they closed the gap in time and space; they went to Joseph to make their confessions.  They didn’t say that because he was inferior to them in age, or because he was in more comfortable material circumstances, he was the one who should come to them.  They went, closing the gap, to heal an ancestral injury.  Sometimes, the peace of a thousand miles distance could be just a phone call away.

A trespass is a debt owed.  It is not settled until it is paid or pardoned.  That is the point of the parable of the unforgiving servant in Matthew 18:15-35.

Does Age Erase a Trespass?

Sometimes we suppose that an adult could trespass against a child and merely bribe them off with a candy or a coke.  They have souls, too.  The same God who admonishes servants to not exploit their masters, also admonishes masters and mistresses to not exploit their servants.  The same God who admonishes children to obey their parents also advises parents to not provoke those children (Ephesians 6:2-9; Colossians 3:20-23).  They have feelings, too.  Joseph was a ‘mere’ teenager, a far ‘junior’ brother, when he was betrayed by his elders, yet those elders did not consider themselves too tall to bow to a junior when the time came to do so.

A young girl told me her story. She insisted that I note it as a lesson that adults should learn from.   Her father is a pastor that I know very well.  There was an issue one day between Mom and Dad, and Mom had taken all the children as usual in her car and driven off into town.  They went that day first to see a younger and junior pastor to her father, to whom the mother began to tell terrible tales about the father.  From where she sat with her siblings, she said, they could hear the mother lying as always against their father.  What pained her was not the telling but the lying.  They had all witnessed what had happened, which was far from what Mom was reporting again to one more stranger.  She said her mother was claiming to the pastor that her husband had often beaten her, whereas she was the troublemaker, very malicious and violent with her tongue.  The young girl didn’t think that that was a Christian tongue, much less the tongue of a pastor’s wife.  She boiled the more when she heard the pastor threatening and wishing that he could print posters of her father and go all over town to publish and ‘expose’ the abominations of a man who claimed to be a pastor yet could do those terrible things to his wife.  Helplessly, she wondered to herself where she sat with her younger siblings, “This pastor should at least have taken the pains to confirm if what he has heard is true. That is what a pastor should do, not take sides with lies.”

From where they sat, she felt so angry at the lies and the threatened blackmail that she wished she were older, and she would have fought that man, but she was only seven years old.  She vowed in her little heart that when she grew up she would ‘do something’ to that man that he would not forget, for taking sides and threatening to sponsor placards and posters all over town against an innocent man, without even bothering to confirm if what he had heard was the truth.

Eleven years later, that pastor was a guest in their house.  She had long forgotten the matter, but when she saw him and heard his peculiar gruff voice, the picture and pain of so many years ago rushed back at her.  She was angry.   While she was wondering how to handle him, her father asked her to prepare dinner for the man.  (The mother had long abandoned them.)  They were going to host him at their house overnight.  The young girl said she realised at once that she had to deal with forgiveness, with a pain she did not know she still carried, until the face of that visiting pastor had recalled the past.  Telling me her story was part of her vicarious therapy, to relieve her soul.  But she reinforced a message: that children have feelings also, even though they might not have the courage or privilege, like an elder, to express their pains promptly.

Some elders might never know how many young hearts they have wounded.  Some thoughtless elders might never know how many tender hearts are carrying offences against them.  Worse still, some elders are too proud to care, and would never bend to say “I am sorry” to a mere child.  Children deserve apology no less than an adult does.  They have souls, too.  A candy cannot erase the memory of their pains, nor heal the wound that a simple penitent apology would have done.  “Provoke not your children to anger” (Colossians 3:21).  Children also can be sinned against, as the Bible here reveals.

Lessons from the Prophets

In Daniel 10:2, we read that DANIEL “was mourning three full weeks.”  Later, we hear him giving voice to his penitence; he had been mourning from the previous chapter:

18 O my God, incline thine ear, and hear; open thine eyes, and behold our desolations, and the city which is called by thy name: for we do not present our supplications before thee for our righteousnesses, but for thy great mercies.

19 O Lord, hear; O Lord, forgive; O Lord, hearken and do; defer not, for thine own sake, O my God: for thy city and thy people are called by thy name (Daniel 9:18-19).

Daniel in faraway Babylon was asking forgiveness for a people and a place some 500 miles away; he was interceding for his now-desolate nation of Judah and its capital city of Jerusalem.  For that prophet, time and space had not erased the need for repentance; time and distance had not diminished the need to repair relational damages with the Divine.  Is that applicable to human relations?  Yes.

In a way that makes further sense to intercessors, we find NEHEMIAH in a similar role.  In Nehemiah 1:5-9, for example, we read,

5 …I beseech thee, O LORD God of heaven, the great and terrible God, that keepeth covenant and mercy for them that love him and observe his commandments:

6 Let thine ear now be attentive, and thine eyes open, that thou mayest hear the prayer of thy servant, which I pray before thee now, day and night, for the children of Israel thy servants, and CONFESS the sins of the children of Israel, which we have sinned against thee: both I and my father’s house have sinned.

We have dealt very corruptly against thee, and have not kept the commandments, nor the statutes, nor the judgments, which thou commandedst thy servant Moses.

8 Remember, I beseech thee, the word that thou commandedst thy servant Moses, saying, If ye transgress, I will scatter you abroad among the nations:

9 But if ye turn unto me, and keep my commandments, and do them; though there were of you cast out unto THE UTTERMOST PART of the heaven, yet will I gather them from thence, and will bring them unto the place that I have chosen to set my name there (Nehemiah 1:5-9).

Like Daniel, Nehemiah was in exile several hundreds of miles away from the land and people for whom that confession directly stood, several decades after the trespasses being confessed were committed.  For Nehemiah also, time and distance had not erased the need to repair past damages.  Someone might argue that those prayers were confessions to God.  Even then, they are applicable in human relations.  Besides, we have repeatedly seen the cases of Joseph’s brothers and the Prodigal Son, which were more horizontal in their nature.

In similar circumstances, God instructed the prophet EZEKIEL to address “the iniquity of the house of Israel” (Ezekiel 4:5), a case that God let him know was 390 years old, nearly four centuries into the past (Ezekiel 4:1-5).  In terms of time, that was far back in the past; in terms of distance, it was a long way off, as Prophet Ezekiel at that time was in exile in Babylon, some 500 miles away.  The wide gap in time and space had not erased the need to repair the past.

Proxy Confessions

The examples of interceding prophets in the foregoing sections reveal another side to repairing past relational damages.  None of those confessors was the one that committed the ‘iniquity’ for which they were seeking forgiveness.  They were only the descendants of the guilty ancestors.  In other words, where the culprit of a relational damage is not available, a near kin can institute the repair process, especially where the original offence has had communal or concentric repercussions, where there have been implications beyond the original trespasser and the original victim.  For instance, in the Dr Omo Oba-Jesu story told in chapter 5, the ones to whom God was compelling His servant to make confession were not the direct victims, except in the sense of being the parents of that dead victim.

If a drunk boy drove into a house and maimed a child, then fled town and has been unseen for years, how would you feel if you were the parent of that crippled child, and the parents of the Prodigal Son have never since showed up to check on you or the child, because it is ‘not their business’ after all?  How differently would you feel if they had been coming to seek amends and had been making contributions towards the child’s recovery, in spite of their runaway son?

Sometimes there are families feuding as a result of ancestral hostility.  One ancestor trespassed against the other in the distant past, and each ancestor passed the legacy of bitterness down their line.  Today, the children of the ancestor trespassed against carry the grudge against the children of the trespasser, or vice versa.  What should be done?  The children of the guilty should commence reparation processes.  They should confess on behalf of their guilty ancestor to the children of the ancestor trespassed against.  Is there a scripture for that prescription?  Yes.  The proxy confessions of the prophets cited above are examples.

In Leviticus 26:32-42 also, God puts upon a present generation of ‘children’ the onus of redressing the sins of their distant ancestors; He recognizes their power to confess not only “their iniquity” in the present but also “the iniquity of their fathers” (v.40) in the distant past.  He says that such proxy intervention by relations has the power to ‘open’ the ancient files and make Him to “remember” and to “heal” a forgotten land and its forgotten people.

While we agree that it is “the soul that sinneth” that shall die (Ezekiel 18:4, 20); while we also agree that every worker of sin would have the “wages” paid directly into their personal account (Romans 6:23), we cannot deny, as the story of David in 2 Samuel 12:9-12 well illustrates, that there are often sad ‘fringe benefits’ or consequences that also flow out horizontally to other relations and neighbours, or flow down vertically to the descendants of the guilty.  That is why proxy interventions are important.  The extent to which one is connected enough to suffer the consequences of an offender’s actions is indicative of the power they possess to make proxy appearances or confessions.  If they are not connected to the circumstances, their locus standi to address the trespass might accordingly be little.

What if Nobody Knows?

Should I still seek forgiveness if nobody knows that I was the culprit?  Nobody might know, but the conscience does, and the policeman of conscience is more to be feared than the one in uniform who patrols the streets.  Besides, the Justice of Nature, which some call nemesis, still hangs a curse over guilty heads whom the searching eyes of mortals might never find.

The curse of the LORD is [already] in the house of the wicked [whether or not anyone has found out their wickedness]: but he blesseth the habitation of the just (Proverbs 3:33).

A woman lost 110 shekels of silver.  She did not know who the thief was.  She cursed when she discovered her loss.  It turned out her son was the thief.  Nobody knew, apart from himself, that he was the thief, yet he restored the stolen items and confessed to having been the guilty one.  We might say that he had only been frightened by the curse; all the same, he owned up to the wrong, repairing the past.  Unfortunately, the money went into an idolatrous project (Judges 17:1-2).  David did not wait for King Saul to discover who had cut his royal skirt before, smitten by his conscience, he called out to confess the act (1 Samuel 24:4-21).  Even where nobody knows, God knows.

What if They are Unreachable?

What if one is unable to trace the person to whom one was owing the debt of confession?  Does that erase the need to pay back?  No.  God gives directives on how to pay back debts where the original party can no longer be reached as a result of death or other life events.  That includes the debt of confession.

8 “And give the following instructions to the people of Israel: If a man dies and has no son, then give his inheritance to his daughters. 9 And if he has no daughter either, transfer his inheritance to his brothers. 10 If he has no brothers, give his inheritance to his father’s brothers. 11 But if his father has no brothers, give his inheritance to the nearest relative in his clan. This is a legal requirement for the people of Israel, just as the Lord commanded Moses” (Numbers 27:8-11, New Living Translation).

“But if the person who was wronged is dead, and there are no near relatives to whom restitution can be made, the payment belongs to the Lord and must be given to the priest. Those who are guilty must also bring a ram as a sacrifice, and they will be purified and made right with the Lord (Numbers 5:8, New Living Translation).

The implication is clear: where it is not possible to trace the one being owed the debt of confession or apology, it should be passed to the nearest kin or relation.  Where that is also impossible, let it be between that penitent seeker and the Lord their God.

False Witnessing

If I did not commit a trespass, should I confess to the ‘wrong,’ merely for the sake of peace?  No.  It is as wrong to lie against oneself as it is to lie against someone else.  Sometimes, people have been forced to admit to what they never did, just to gain an advantage or escape apparent danger.  The ninth Commandment says, “Thou shalt not bear false witness against thy neighbour” (Exodus 20:16).  In the same vein, one should not bear false witness against oneself.  The core of the commandment is “FALSE witness.” It is painful when others lie against us, but is it almost abominable when we are forced to lie against ourselves, even in the name of confession or a supposed righteousness.

In 2 Samuel 1:2-16, the story is told of an ambitious Amalekite who lied against himself, claiming that he had been the ‘hero’ who hastened the death of the dying King Saul, David’s sworn antagonist.  He had hoped by the lie to procure favour from David.  What did he get in return?  Instant death.  He implicated himself by his words, even though he had been innocent of the act.  Do not lie against yourself, despite the pressure to so offend your conscience.  You could bring ineradicable blood upon yourself.

And David said unto him, Thy blood be upon thy head; for THY MOUTH hath TESTIFIED against thee, saying, I have slain the LORD’S anointed (1 Samuel 1:16).

May your own mouth never be the ‘witness’ against yourself in the courts of God and of mortals.  May your mouth never give ‘testimony’ against your innocent self, no matter the situation.  May it never be said by the jury of mortals and of spirits, “thy mouth hath testified against thee.”  When that happens, no other witness is needed by the ‘courts’ to condemn you, and you may hardly thereafter be acquitted.

FORGIVENESS :(8 of 13) Offender ; Confession; Offended

 

FORGIVENESS – (8 of 13)

Requesting Forgiveness 

 Mistakes are always forgivable, if one has the courage to admit them. 

Say Something

There is an element of choice in matters of forgiveness: choice in requesting forgiveness, choice in dispensing forgiveness, and choice also in receiving forgiveness.  To the extent that the forgiveness offered may be rejected, it is also up to the trespasser to request or not request forgiveness.  In the Holy Bible, requesting forgiveness is the common path to receiving forgiveness.  For example, in the Genesis 50:17 account, the brothers of Joseph asked for it; they said something; they “spake” something, specifically asking Joseph to “forgive” them.  In response, the request was granted in the language of tears.  They did not speak in ‘signs’ that the other was meant to ‘understand.’  A resort to ‘sign language’ when verbalisation is possible could be indicative of a heart too proud to admit its error; a heart seeking something else in the name of ‘peace.’

So shall ye SAY unto Joseph, Forgive, I pray thee now, the trespass of thy brethren, and their sin; for they did unto thee evil: and now, we pray thee, forgive the trespass of the servants of the God of thy father. And Joseph wept when THEY SPAKE unto him (Genesis 50:17).

In the New Testament also, we find the same truth about the protocols of forgiveness, about the importance of concrete confession in obtaining forgiveness.  According to Apostle John, confession is a prerequisite for forgiveness: “if…”

IF we CONFESS our sins, he is faithful and just to FORGIVE us our sins, and to CLEANSE us from all unrighteousness (1 John 1:9).

The Cleansing Power of Confession

I am not aware of ‘silent confession,’ unless to God who can read lips and hearts (1 Samuel 2:13).  Confession is a concrete statement in speech or in writing.  A blank page says nothing, unless in the metaphorical sense of its very blankness, which is subject to different philosophical interpretations.  Say something, or write it.  Iniquity persists in the darkness of unconfessed faults and offences, but cleansing from the weights of iniquity is achieved through forgiveness in the one who admits their fault enough to confess it.   Cleansing, after forgiveness, brings relief, release, health, cleanness.  It is like the sunshine after rain.

There can be forgiveness, as an act of the forgiver’s kindness or godliness, without the transgressor’s confession.  That kind of concessional forgiveness does not usually come with a cleansing, although it sometimes may, for the forgiver.  That is, despite the forgiveness dispensed, the injured forgiver could still be carrying their pain, especially seeing how someone could injure them so badly and still be carrying on with their life as if they had done no harm, or as if the injured person does not exist.  But forgiveness that is reached through confession, through the frank admission of wrong and the request for forgiveness, carries a cleansing with it.

That ‘cleansing’ is the taking away, gradually or immediately, of the mutual or private ill-wishes, the shadowy misunderstandings, and the painful recollections that had been brought about by the offence that has now been atoned for through confession.  There is nothing as healing to many an injured person as when the injurer admits to their fault.  Confession is a noble bridge between iniquity and forgiveness, as well as between iniquity and cleansing.

 And if he trespass against thee seven times in a day, and seven times in a day turn again to thee, SAYING, I repent; thou shalt forgive him (Luke 17:4).

Anyone who is so reckless as to trespass seven times in a single day should be prepared to make confessions for forgiveness as many times. Whoever thinks it too embarrasing to return so many times with the same apology in one day should avoid the occasions that warrant it.  Confession should be expressed, should be verbalised, should be tangible. “Say” something that the other can hear or read without ambiguity; say it clearly, not in proud metaphors and gestures.  Say, “I repent.”  Sometimes it is not the many times one trespasses that is an issue as much as the refusal to admit and confess one’s trespass.  Forgiveness is great, but forgiveness that comes from confession is greater, for the cleansing it brings to the soul and the body; a cleansing from killer toxins long bottled in by unspeakable griefs.  Nutritionists and doctors speak of cleansers; sincere confession is one.

The Conditional Clause…

In 1 John 1:9, so much is predicated on the “if” clause.  The conjunction ‘if,’ as well as the conditional clause, “If we confess,” puts the onus of receiving forgiveness primarily on the trespasser; on that person’s initiative and confession.  If, according to 1 John 1:9, ‘confession’ is the currency for buying ‘forgiveness,’ the logical implication is that ‘if’ one does not confess, they cannot receive forgiveness even if it were to be magnanimously ‘given’ to or thrown at them.  A thing unasked for or unpaid for generally loses value with those who get it, especially if it seems thrust upon them.  Request not only puts value on a gift, it also gives value to the giver. Every ‘payment’ for a gift need not be in cash, sometimes it is in works and words.

For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive; and plenteous in mercy unto all them that call upon thee (Psalm 86:5).

According to the Psalmist here, even with God, it takes confession to ‘download’ forgiveness.  The great and loving God, “plenteous in mercy” as He is, is “ready to forgive” only “them that CALL upon [Him].”  It is up to “them” to take the initiative and ‘make the call’ or face an otherwise avoidable judgment – without mercy; and He won’t be blamed.

There’s ‘plenty’ of mercy, there’s ‘readiness’ to forgive, there’s a fatted calf to be killed and a party to be called, yet it is only for “them that call” – them that call with their own voice to the Keeper of mercy.  There are levels of mercy that nobody else can ‘call’ down for another, no matter how fervently they can pray (Ezekiel 14:13-20).  There are levels of mercy that only the guilty can ‘call’ for themselves.  Nathan was a great prophet of God while King David, year-long, fought to hide his gossip-rousing sin of adultery.  Even with that prophet close by, only David could say to God, “I acknowledge MY TRANSGRESSIONS: and MY SIN is ever before me,” and thus ‘call’ down “ready” mercy upon himself from the Storehouse of plenteous mercy (Psalm 51:3).  So, even with God, mercy is not automatic; it follows ‘due process.’  It is neither godly wisdom nor spiritual magnanimity to be ‘merciful’ without discretion, else Lucifer would since have been back to his place in Heaven at the head of the Worship Team of holy angels.

They merely fry their own souls and die slowly who are too proud to ask pardon.  Confession is the password for accessing forgiveness.  Anyone who is too proud to say that they are sorry for what they have done wrong does not deserve forgiveness, even though it still has to be ‘given’ to them.  Their attitude might be a warning that they could do worse if they were given another room.  Every behaviour says something, and it pays to hear and hear well.

It says in Luke 17:3, “If thy brother trespass against thee, rebuke him; and IF he repent, forgive him.”  Again, mark the conditional article “if” in that passage.  What ‘if’ he does not repent?  The answer is logically implied: if he does not repent, he forfeits forgiveness.  One can ‘give’ forgiveness that the other cannot ‘download,’ which won’t be the fault of the giver.   Giving is a choice, so is receiving.  If one pours water that never gets to the skin of the duck, we should blame the insulating duck feathers, not the water-giver.  Luke 17:3, like 1 John 1:9, also stresses the initiative that the trespasser should take to obtain forgiveness.  “IF he repent, forgive him” would mean that ‘if’ he does not repent; ‘if’ he continues to insist on his right to cause offence; ‘if’ he continues to see nothing wrong with the attitude that so often causes offence; ‘if’ he always has justifications for all the troubles he causes everyone, beware of him.  Forgiveness will change nothing in him even if it is righteously thrown at him.  Where forgiveness is nonetheless dispensed, as it must be dispensed, it is for the benefit of the forgiver rather than the stiff offender.  We are warned in Matthew 7:6 to mind what we give to whom.

Do not give dogs what is sacred; do not throw your pearls to pigs. If you do, they may trample them under their feet, and then turn and tear you to pieces (NIV).

Repentance is much more than the words of ‘apology’ that someone utters and then walks away; it means a change of lifestyle in agreement with the rendered apology.  A post-forgiveness lifestyle of insistent offences contradicts the peace that anyone might seem to have been seeking through apology.  Apology without change is mere lip service.  The test of true repentance is a changed lifestyle in words and deeds and thoughts.  Jesus not only told the forgiven sinner to “go,” He also added that he should “sin no more” as he proceeded from that place of forgiveness (John 8:11).  To ‘go’ from His forgiving presence back into the same faults would have been to take grace for granted.

FORGIVENESS: Part 1 of 2 (9 of 13) Repent and Return to the Father

 Repent and Return

Some people are near impossible – if not impossible – to please or reform, even when they are the guilty ones. That is implied in Paul’s remarkable admonition in Romans 12:18, to “live peaceably with all men,” but to do so “as much as” lies within one’s ability. In other words, be notified that you will not succeed to win the peace in every case or with every person, no matter how much you try. You should not blame yourself for such folks, for trying much but not succeeding. Even if you died trying to please them, your carcass still won’t soften them. They will ever find fault. That is probably also why St Luke adds the “if” clause in his scriptures on forgiveness. It might seem a humbling act to return and request forgiveness, but the action is the offender’s important part of the ‘investment’ into the peace process. It is no cheap investment.


In Luke 17:3-4, which has been repeatedly quoted, it is said that the trespasser should be forgiven “if he repent,” and if he “turn again to thee.” In other words, two things are expected from the truly penitent trespasser; two things that he should do, not what should be done for him: first, to repent, and next, to return; to return ‘to thee,’ not to a different ‘address,’ with his own legs. That creates at least four scenarios:

•he could repent and return

•he could repent but not return

•he could refuse to repent but wish to return

•he could refuse to repent and refuse to return.

The Four Scenarios

Scenario 1: Those Who Wish to Return but won’t Repent


Those who wish to return to the bountiful palace of pardon but are unwilling to pay their due sacrifice of repentance are a dangerous breed, less honourable than the Prodigal Son. They want back their lost glory, but on their own terms, in their own court or pigs’ pen. They want the father’s honour while they continue their prodigal lifestyle. They want back the proclamatory family ring of honour on their rebellious finger, and the protective shoes on their blistered feet, but in their distant prodigal land while they still frolic with swine. They expect the father’s fatted-calf meaty party, but in their Far-Country rather than humbly under his roof. They expect the father’s ‘forgiveness’ for a lifestyle that they are not prepared to change. They take no responsibility for their waywardness. Finally, if they don’t get it as they want, they blackmail the father for being wicked and ‘unfatherly’; for being very unwilling to ‘forgive’ – forgiveness according to their dictionary. For them, forgiveness is a right that you must concede to them in the interest of your righteous soul that must not go to hellfire. They see no wrong in what THEY do but won’t miss the smallest detail of the wrongs in what THE OTHER does.


Forgiveness should not concede to blackmail. It should not appear to endorse the prodigal lifestyle. Forgiveness is not an appeasement. Forgiveness on the Prodigal’s terms is a tacit endorsement of his prodigal ways. Good fathers are careful not to send out such a signal so that they don’t turn other sons into that apparently ‘profitable and pardonable’ prodigal path. Strayed prodigals should repent and then return – in that order; not return in the hope that they would or could later repent. If they (or are returned) without repentance, there is little guarantee that they will repent thereafter. They might then hasten the old man’s death for a fresh and faster ration of the ‘inheritance.’


Scenario 2: Those Who Would Repent and Return


Those who will repent and return with their own legs back to the house that they abandoned, are noble. They had been good students of the Far-Country College of Practical Suffering. They deserve the fatted-calf party. Their ‘homeward’ actions match well with their confession of sin to Heaven and to earthly father. In the past, they had taken their selfish steps away from the house, now they are taking the same steps penitently back towards the same house. It is commendable repentance and return.


‘Returning’ might not necessarily be physical, so far as relationship is re-established. It could be an emotional ‘return,’ especially in an age of technology. A soul can return and reconnect while the body is still distances away, separated by mountains and oceans and other circumstances beyond personal and immediate control.


Scenario 3: Those Who Would Repent but Wish to ‘Move On’


There are also those who will verily repent yet not wish to return. They probably have seen that the father they fled from was and still is a hireling, not a shepherd. They are unwilling to risk their souls again in his prison house – or slaughterhouse. They have repented, but won’t return. Their safety is not guaranteed in that house, and the ‘father’ knows.


Scenario 4: Those Who will Neither Repent nor Return


These break your heart and walk away, claiming their right to hurt you so badly so often. They will not repent; they will not return. They still have an unfinished fight with the father, so why would they return! These don’t hide their malice.


It is safer for the grieving father that these remain where they are. They probably need to take a few more practical classes in suffering, in the prodigal Far-Country of lack and pain. Some of them, long resisted by their own pride that will not let them make the saving journey back home, will be buried in their adopted Far Country – among their ‘swine’ kin.


Conclusion: Attracting the Father’s Blessing


Those who return without repenting usually cause more harm than before, and often depart again. Those who repent and return are blessed. They are likely to remain; less likely to carelessly offend again. Those who repent but choose not to return are not unwise. They might be taking precautions against future outbreaks in a home that has not made sufficient efforts to not offend again. Those who repent but ‘return’ to a different address probably have some inner struggles that they are yet to overcome. They may not have told all the truth about why they left in the first place. Repentance plus voluntary return is what attracts the Father’s feast.


The following further relational details may be gleaned from Luke 17:3-4:


•there is offence

•the offended takes the initiative to give rebuke

•the offender receives the rebuke

•he returns

•he returns as often as he offends

•he returns by himself

•he returns to the offended

•he says something, by mouth or in other concrete form

•he owns up to his offence and asks for forgiveness

•he is forgiven.


What am I thinking 🤔 I am

 For as I thinks in my heart, so I am. ‘Eat and drink!’ I says to my soul, my heart is thinking with Gid, my Lord and Saviour. I am thinking of such things;  I am thinking of true, I am thinking of noble, I am thinking of right, I am thinking of pure, I am thinking of lovely, I am thinking of admirable, I am thinking of excellent and I am thinking of praiseworthy things. I do not conform to the pattern of this world, but I am transformed by the renewing of my mind. Then I will be able to test and approve what God’s will is — His good, pleasing and perfect will. I demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and I take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ. I set my mind on things that are above in heaven, not on things that are on earth. Above all else, I guard my heart, for everything I do flows from my heart. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard my heart and my mind in Christ Jesus. I am asking God, Search me, God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. I thank you, Lord God for hearing me. You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because I trust in You. I am a single-minded person and stable in all I do. My delight is in the law of the Lord, and I meditate on Your law day and night. Father, I will meditate on Your precepts and consider Your ways. On my bed I remember You; I think of You through the watches of the night. I keep Your Word of Life always on my lips; meditate on it day and night, so that I may be careful to do everything written in it. Then I will be prosperous and successful. I will consider all YOUR works and meditate on all YOUR mighty deeds. I cast my cares on You Lord and You sustain you; You never let the righteous be shaken. I cast all my anxiety on YOU because YOU cares for me. I come to YOU, I am weary and burdened, and YOU will give me rest. I thank you LORD! And I hope in YOU Lord will renew my strength. I will soar on wings like eagles; I will run and not grow weary; I will walk and not be faint. I commit to YOU Lord whatever I do, and YOU will establish my plans. What then shall I say in response to these things? If God is for me, who can be against me? None. For YOU God have not given me a spirit of fear, but You have given me spirit of power and of love and of a sound mind. I thank You , Father. So I do not fear, for YOU are with me always;  I do not be dismayed, for YOU are my God. YOU strengthen me and help me; YOU will uphold me with YOUR righteous right hand. Under any circumstances, I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. YOU have told me these things, so that in YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST I may have peace. In this world I will have trouble. Still I take heart! YOU have overcome the world. I praise YOU LORD. I give YOU thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for me in Christ Jesus. LORD , I enter YOUR gates with thanksgiving and enter YOUR courts with praise; I give thanks to YOU and praise Your name. I let the peace of Christ rule in my hearts, since as members of one body I were called to peace. And I am thankful. Always giving thanks to God the Father for everything, in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ. This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Yes, I rejoicing and I am glad today, with YOU, Lord.

Father , You will keep in perfect peace those whose minds are steadfast, because they trust in You. Let my  eyes look straight ahead; fix my gaze directly before You. Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path. I be diligent in these matters; give myself wholly to YOUR PEOPLE, so that everyone may see my progress. Glory to You Father God.   I am fixingmy eyes on Lord Jesus Christ, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For who has known the mind of the Lord so as to instruct Him? But I have the mind of Christ. In my relationships with others , I have the same mindset as Christ Jesus. Since, then, I have been raised with Christ,  I set my heart on things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. I set my mind on things above, not on earthly things. May YOU FATHER GOD who gives endurance and encouragement give me the same attitude of mind toward others that Christ Jesus had. To be made new in the attitude of my mind; and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness. 


Saturday, March 14, 2026

Hourglass ⏳ Moments

  THROUGH THE HOURGLASS ⌛ 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Oh, God,  

through the hourglass 

I saw you, eternal~  

not bearded on a throne,  

but grains themselves,  

falling endlessly  

into the lower chamber.  


You were the fracture  

between then and now,  

the quiet hiss of time  

escaping its glass prison.  


I reached to touch you,  

but my fingers met only  

the slow, indifferent trickle~ 

the dust of prophets and kings  

ground fine between them.  


You are the Shape  

the sand forgets  

as it pours.

© Sara Etgen-Baker



 Inside the Hourglass ⏳ 

My hourglass sits idle

motionless

two-minute timer

Sometimes I’m

imprisoned

in its structure 

with no way out

cascading sand closing in—

Two-minute warning!

  (whistle blows)

So far surviving, thriving

thankful that my time

has yet to expire


(preaching to the choir)

~*~*~

© Mark Toney



The Hourglass ⌛ 

My eyes just see the tip of my toes, 

path unknown full of storms. 


Every step leaving something behind for the future I seek, 

gazing into neverland I can not reach. 


Holding hands with some of my ghosts I care about, 

the bad ones crawling on my back to stay around. 


As what I end up where,

I don't know. 

Show me knowledge and I'll go. 


I'll leave the present behind gladly,

as if in the future death couldn't get me.


© Millie Bondor




HOURGLASS ⏳ 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

sand escapes  

from the hourglass of our lives—  

each grain a ghost  


the future thins  

to a horizon line, pale

as bone-bleached shells.  


time shifts the shoreline—  

what was solid becomes sea,  

what was sea becomes stone.  


I stand ankle-deep  

in the receding now,  

watching footprints dissolve.  


oldest grains glow  

clearest: childhood sunsets,  

first loves, last goodbyes—  


all sharpened by loss,  

all softened by the slow grind  

of what remains unsaid.  


The hourglass whispers:  

“Every fall is a rising  

in another light.”

© Sara Etgen-Baker





Hourglass ⌛ 


The sun has become dimmed 

with each step

the pathways seem endless 

He is dazed

even as his mind is fazed

He loafs 

as a floating leaf

romancing the breezy wind

He is immersed in simmering waters

doused with flickering hopes

drums to the echoes of yesterday

dances to the clanging fetters

beckons to the fastened doors

staggers through the mocking maze

He fidgets, longing, 

watching for the hourglass. 


He fidgets, longing, 

watching for the hourglass.

© Olakunle Campbell



Escaping The Hourglass ⌛ 

YEARS

into months

MONTHS

into weeks

WEEKS

into days

DAYS

into hours

HOURS

into minutes

MINUTES

into seconds

SECONDS

into moments

MOMENTS

— sublime


(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)

© Kurt Philip Behm



Premium Member Your Hourglass Of Time



Time flows so quickly

grains tumbling in

small measures

shifting sweet

rhythms of

life. Keep

the pace

and flow

since time

is too short-

turn it again 

gather blessings

flowing to achieve

your great finish line

© Sandra Haight

inspirationaltimeshape

Hourglass

Falling sand,

Seems like a waterfall,

But starts grain by grain.

It starts with you missing your pills,

Confusing the days—

The hourglass starts full.

With ideas and a life well lived,

Slowly it empties out,

Revealing the regrets from within—

The beach is empty.

Barely any sand is found.

Friends say the joy we had with it,

Is enough to replace it now—

But every time I remember,

Memories of her,

I think to myself,

How all those memories seem like a blur—

In her now withered mind,

The hourglass has emptied out,

We’ve run out of time,

Keep holding on,

Hold on tight,

For if you slip,

You might let her die-

Let her rest.

Accept the regrets,

Let her forget.

© Claire Godenir



You ask what remains after emotions have flowed like sand through an hourglass?

You ask what remains after emotions have flowed like sand through an hourglass?

Just a pair of eyes that now look only to see,

not to feel, not to remember the echo of yesterday,

without a trace of the past, without the outline of the future, just the suspended moment.

A tongue dried of words, not of silence, but of the absence of anything left to say,

a void where once flowed stories and unknown whispers.

A heart that once raced with thoughts, sometimes too fast, sometimes painfully slow,

now beats in a monotonous rhythm, like a tired clock, not to feel, but to survive,

a mechanism silently fulfilling its routine, without the passion that once defined it.

And the soul? Perhaps it's locked away somewhere, though the key still rests in my hand,

but the cage has become a comfortable refuge, for what was needed

to live beyond it... no longer exists now.

A space where once dreams danced freely, now only shadows fall,

for all that was once alive and vibrant has retreated into the silent depths of being,

leaving behind only a long-forgotten melody that reverberates in the silence of the heart.

© Dan Enache



Hourglass ⌛ ⏳ 

My hushed song begs for a refrain,

   I need a traveling companion.

    Could do a trip by myself,

      but it isn’t half the fun. 

       Let’s fill an hourglass!

     We could mix our media,

   transform ourselves into art.

 Let’s grace my ticket scrapbook,

as partners in musical adventures.

© Melani Udaeta



The Empty Hourglass ⌛ ⏳ 

Embalming 

your memory

the funeral

dragged on

Returning 

the remnants

that pain

had prolonged


The pallbearers

stationed

each side

of the grave

A grieving

reminder

that time

— had enslaved 


(Dreamsleep: February, 2025)

© Kurt Philip Behm



Hourglass ⏳ Poem 

I was fooled

The curvature with the bumps seen well carved,

My innate restraints were blatantly starved.

Her faint silhouette, my lust suddenly craved,

With the entrance to her paradise paved.


She swayed like shadows of an hourglass cast,

My hands, drawn to her fullness, held steadfast.

With nature’s finest art upon her chest,

Sensuous sweats soaked through my thin white vest.


Suddenly, the sky grumbled and turned grey,

Lightning sent sudden glimmers down my way.

I was tricked by the deceit of darkness;

'Twas the rain that showed my mental starkness.


The rain poured down torrents of its own tears,

While my own tears remained unseen by peers.

Who would have believed that darkness fooled me?

Seeking the cure to such cravings, my plea

© Maclawrence Famuyiwa



 Hourglass ⏳ of Life 🧬 

My eyes nervously cast a side glance

At the big clock on the wall above the table,

Marking the time in my mind,

Anxiously dreading sleepy time for all:

The darkness,

The quietness,

The aloneness.

Only with my thoughts swirling like a giant mess of wires,

Retracing each step,

Erasing and reworking,

Arranging and rearranging,

Talking to myself,

Crying,

Writing,

Reading.

Tick tock, the hourglass of life—

A startling reality,

The sand disappearing faster.

My hands, once young, were spent:

Rocking,

Embracing,

Caressing,

Toiling.

Each day, a new crease is born.

Tick tock, knocking on the door is the dawn,

Welcoming the gentle hand rocking me to sleep,

My body spent, finally relaxes and drifts to Wonderland.

© Lise Clendening



The Hourglass ⏳ Of Time


Guardian Angel, let me rest here on this sandy shore as I gaze at the sea

Allow my weary head to rest upon your shoulder as I grow older, 

wrap your wings around my heart, Angel of light !  

Let me linger in the air while I sift through this hourglass of time 

for without your living presence Angel, I ain't worth a dime.

Let the stars and the moon clothe my soul with living Grace 

then when my time is up, come and show me that Holy place,  

where all good daughters and sons go, when their days are done.

Let me shine upon this earth like a radiant sun,  

and beam my radiant gleam on those who need it most. 

Guardian Angel, help me to slow down and smell the flowers 

counting all the blessings of this beautiful lifetime.  

Everyone dies but not everyone lives, so help me reach my full potential 

allowing my beating heart to rest on your protective wings of love.   

Before I leave this earth, let me make a difference 

and leave behind these aerial, human wings.

© Mystic Rose 🌹 Rose



Woman inside the hourglass

The moment disenchantment filled her eyes,

took time before she shielded her disguise

Love ones and many around her began to shift, 

giving her a heart no one could lift


Grieving her emotions out every minute,

 left her with a tainted heart in every ending

She was now light as a feather withered to decay

Lest comes another sandstorm that takes her away.


In her dreams laying upon a clock,

Minutes through the door there’s repetitive calls,

And every hour she hears a knock, on the fainting door

Yet to see before her very own eyes,

Birds lifeless scattering among their flock


 Each door reveals a disremembering face,

Darkening her evasive step within every pace,

Sand began to fill the inside of her body,

Crumbling to specks from existence


Unhappy and confused was she,

Was too late to finally see,

The bigger the pile became,

Burying her out of life the same way she came,


No longer will things get to her, seeping through the mass,

Resting and kept all stored in a glass.

© Jerry Earl Ballard

Friday, March 13, 2026

logic is powerless against willful ignorance.

Who was Arthur Schopenhauer?

Arthur Schopenhauer (1788–1860) was a German philosopher known as the "philosopher of pessimism". Turning away from reason, he emphasized intuition, creativity, and the irrational.


Schopenhauer believed life's most important truths defied comprehension by reason. His philosophy returned to Immanuel Kant's distinction between appearances and things-in-themselves to stress the limitations of reason.

Arthur Schopenhauer
Arthur Schopenhauer , 1855.


His most influential idea involved recasting the concept of will, which he saw as a quasi-mystical life force underlying all of reality. His philosophy influenced vitalism, existential philosophy, and modern psychology, impacting figures like Friedrich Nietzsche and Sigmund Freud.


How Intelligent People Deal with Stupid People - Schopenhauer


People do not argue to find the the truth. They argue to establish dominance.


¶You are surrounded by fools and it is exhausting. You think your intelligence is your greatest asset. It is actually your biggest vulnerability. 

The modern world tells you to educate the ignorant, to use logic to find common ground. 

Arthur Schopenhauer knew the brutal truth. 

Logic is defenseless against stupidity. 

Explaining your mind to a fool is not noble. It is intellectual suicide. 

There is a hidden almost ruthless architecture to neutralizing the willfully ignorant.

A method the most dangerous minds in history used to disarm fools without ever giving them the gift of the truth. 

Once you understand this mechanic, you will never be drained by a lesser mind again. 

You know the ache. You are sitting in a room, perhaps a boardroom, a family dinner, or a digital  battleground, listening to someone speak with absolute, unshakable confidence about something they completely misunderstand. 

You feel the pressure building in your chest. Your brain instantly maps out the flaws in their logic. You gather your facts. You prepare your argument. 

You lay it out perfectly, expecting the light of reason to wash over their face. Instead, they stare at you. They blink and then they double down on their original absurd point. You leave the interaction exhausted, your energy depleted,  questioning your own sanity. 

Why does this happen? Why do you lose when you are objectively right? 

Because you are suffering from the intelligence trap. 

You are projecting your own operating system onto a machine that cannot run it. 

Intelligent people operate under a fatal delusion. The belief that the rest of the world values the truth. 

You assume that if you just present the right evidence, the other person will analyze it, adjust their world view, and agree. 

Schopenhauer despised this naive optimism. 

In his blistering text, the art of being right, he observed a dark, unyielding law of human nature. People do not argue to find the truth. They argue to establish dominance

Psychology calls it the Dunning Kruger effect. The cognitive bias where people with low ability possess a hallucinatory level of confidence. But understanding the graph is not enough. You must understand the gravity of it. 

[The Dunning–Kruger effect is a cognitive bias that describes the systematic tendency of people with low ability in a specific area to give overly positive assessments of this ability. The term may also refer to the tendency of high performers to underestimate their skills. It was first identified by the psychologists David Dunning and Justin Kruger in 1999. ]

Ignorance is not a passive state. It is an active heavily armored defense mechanism. 

When you introduce logic to a fool, they do not see an opportunity to learn. They see a threat to their ego and the human ego will burn down the entire world before it admits it is wrong. 

 Daniel Kahneman in his book, Thinking, Fast and Slow is a 2011 popular science book, divided the   mind into "system 1" and "system 2". 

"System 1" is fast, emotional and instinctual. 

"System 2" is slow, deliberate and logical. 

Stupid people are prisoners of "system 1". They live there. They feel an emotion, attach a fast opinion to it and call it a fact. 

You, the intelligent person, are trying to use "system 2" on them. You are offering nuance. You are offering data. 

It is a translation error. You are speaking mathematics to a barking dog. 

Worse, you are doing all the work. You are spending immense caloric energy crafting a perfectly reasoned argument while they are spending zero energy simply refusing to accept it. 

They drain you not by outsmarting you but by outlasting you. They drag you down into the mud of their own cognitive limitations. 

Schopenhauer recognized this two centuries ago. He realized that truth has absolutely no currency in a debate with a fool. So what do you do? 

If logic fails and reasoning is a trap, how do you win? You don't fight them. 

You weaponize their own momentum. 

Schopenhauer understood that the intellect is a servant to the will. The will, the blind, irrational, emotional drive of a human being always wins. 

When you argue with a fool, you are providing them with exactly what they want. Friction. 

Friction makes them feel important. Your   frustration proves to them that they matter. 

Every time you counter their point, you legitimize their delusion. 

You are telling them "your idea is worthy of my time and my anger." 

To break a fool, you must deny them friction. 

How? 

By using Schopenhauer's most savage strategy. Do not disagree with them, agree with them, but agree with them so completely, so violently that you push their argument into the realm of pure absurdity. 

In philosophy, this is akin to reduction add absurdum. 

In dark psychology, it is simply handing a man  enough rope to hang himself. 

Imagine a colleague who insists that all modern art is a scam and that anyone could paint a masterpiece. The instinct of the intelligent person is to argue about technique, art history, and subjective expression. 

Stop. 

Instead, lean in. 

Nod slowly. "You are entirely right," you say. 

"In fact, since it is so easy, we should quit our jobs today. We will buy some paint this afternoon. You can do the canvases. I will find the gallery. We will be millionaires by Friday. Why are we even sitting in this office?"

 Watch their eyes. You have not attacked them. 

You have completely validated their premise. But you have accelerated it to its logical catastrophic conclusion. 

The fool operates on the surface. They never think three steps ahead. 

When you force them to look at the destination of their own thought process, their brain shortcircuits, they have to backpedal. They have to inject nuance. They have to suddenly start arguing against  themselves to save face. 

You did no defeat them with your logic. You defeated them with their own stupidity. 

Schopenhauer employed this mercilessly against his academic rivals. He did not engage in polite discourse with people he considered charlatans. He did not treat their ideas as equals. He magnified their flaws until the flaws became comical. 

When you do this, you protect your own energy. You step out of the ring. You become the observer,   watching a child trip over their own shoelaces. 

But this requires a terrifying shift in your own psychology. 

You must kill the part of your ego that desperately wants to be recognized as right. Intelligent people are addicted to being correct. 

You want the satisfaction of the other person  conceding. You want the moral victory. 

Schopenhauer would tell you that seeking  validation from a fool is the ultimate form of stupidity. 

Why do you care if a lesser mind acknowledges your brilliance? 

Why do you need a blind man to compliment your painting? 

When you drop the need to be right in their eyes,   you become immune to their provocations.

You stop giving them the remote control 

to your nervous system. Let them hold 

their incorrect beliefs. Let them walk 

into the world with their flawed maps. 

It is not your duty to save them. It is 

your duty to protect yourself from them. 

Which brings us to a darker, more 

necessary realization. Stupidity is not 

a passive trait. It is highly 

contagious. If you spend enough time 

trying to navigate the chaotic, 

irrational landscape of a foolish person's mind, you will begin to 

compromise your own. Cognitive load 

theory explains that our mental 

bandwidth is strictly limited. When you 

interact with a highly irrational 

person, your brain works over time. You 

are trying to predict their 

unpredictable reactions. You are 

suppressing your own frustration. You 

are walking on eggshells. This sustained 

cognitive taxation slowly degrades your 

own decision-making abilities. You 

become irritable. You make poor choices. 

You lose your creative edge. You are 

letting a parasite feed on your 

intellectual capital. Schopenhau was 

notoriously solitary. People called him 

a misenthrope. They said he hated 

humanity, but read the wisdom of life. 

He did not hate humanity. He was simply 

ruthless about his mental diet. He 

wrote, "To marry is to halve your rights 

and double your duties." He applied the 

same harsh mathematics to human interaction. To engage with a fool is to 

halve your intelligence and double your 

exhaustion. He developed the famous porcupine dilemma. On a cold winter 

night, porcupines huddle together for 

warmth, but their quills prick each 

other, forcing them apart. They are 

trapped between freezing in isolation or bleeding in intimacy. The intelligent 

person must master this distance. You 

cannot avoid stupid people entirely. 

They are your managers, your clients, your neighbors, and sometimes your 

blood. But you must establish a 

psychological quarantine. When you are 

forced to interact with them, you do not 

bring your authentic self to the table. 

You bring an avatar. The avatar is 

polite. The avatar smiles. The avatar 

speaks in short, agreeable sentences. 

Interesting perspective. 

I see what you mean. That's one way to 

look at it. The avatar gives them 

nothing to attack. The avatar is a mirror reflecting their own noise back 

at them while your actual mind remains 

protected behind a fortress of 

detachment. This is the Machavevelian 

application of Schopenhau's philosophy. 

You are physically present but 

intellectually absent. They will think 

they are having a conversation with you. 

They will think they are winning. Let 

them. The illusion of victory is the 

cheapest toy you can give a fool to keep 

them quiet. Do you feel the guilt rising? The societal conditioning 

telling you that this is manipulative, 

that it is arrogant to view others this 

way. Kill that guilt. That guilt is 

exactly why you have been suffering. You 

have been treating intellectual 

predators like fragile victims. A 

foolish person who aggressively insists 

on their own ignorance is not innocent. 

They are a hazard. 

David Robson in the intelligence trap 

details how institutional stupidity smart people following the confident 

incorrect herd has caused plane crashes, 

economic collapses, and medical 

disasters. 

Stupidity is dangerous. You do not owe 

it your vulnerability. You do not owe it 

your energy. You must view their 

ignorance as a force of nature. You do 

not argue with a hurricane. You do not 

try to educate a flood. You board up the 

windows. You seek high ground. And you 

let the storm exhaust itself. But what happens when the fool has power over 

you? What happens when the irrational 

mind signs your paycheck or holds the 

key to your promotion? How do you 

survive when the system itself rewards 

the loudest idiot in the room? This 

requires an entirely different set of 

weapons. The most dangerous animal is 

not the predator. It is the frightened 

beast with a crown. When a person of low 

intellect acquires power, their entire 

psychological architecture is built on a fault line of deep unagnowledged 

insecurity. They sense on a primal level 

that they are outmatched by the minds 

around them. They do not process this as 

a need to learn. They process it as a 

threat to their survival. If you walk 

into their domain and display your 

brilliance, you are not proving your 

worth. You are holding a mirror up to 

their inadequacy and a fool with power 

will shatter the mirror to avoid looking 

at the reflection. Schopenhauer was brutally clear about this dynamic. He 

wrote that to display conspicuous 

intelligence or outstanding qualities in 

the presence of mediocrity is an 

unpardonable sin. The mediocre mind 

experiences physical pain in the 

presence of greatness. It triggers a 

secret knowing hatred. 

They will not attack your intelligence directly. 

They will attack your character. 

They will call you difficult, uncooperative, or not a team player. 

They will use the bureaucracy of the system to bleed you 

dry. You cannot outar argue a king in 

his own castle. You must outplay him. 

Look at the blood soaked history of the 

three kingdoms. Simi was arguably the 

most brilliant military strategist of 

his era. But he found himself serving 

beneath Chaos, a regent of immense power 

and staggering foolishness. Chaos was 

arrogant, impulsive, and deeply envious 

of Simayi's intellect. If Simayi 

challenged him, he and his entire bloodline would be executed. If he 

argued, he would be crushed. So, Simma 

Yi executed the most humiliating and 

effective strategy in the history of 

warfare, the submission gambit. He faked 

sil. When Xiaoangs spies came to check 

on him, Simma Yi acted the part of a 

dying, pathetic old man. He purposely 

dropped his soup, letting it spill down 

his robes. He pretended he could not 

hear. He confused names. He looked 

entirely broken. The spy reported back to Chaos. The foolish regent laughed. He 

felt superior. He felt safe. He stopped 

viewing Simma Yi as a threat and lowered 

his defenses. The fool's ego was 

satisfied. Months later, while Chiao 

Schwang was out on a hunting trip, Simma 

Yi dropped the act. He rose from his 

sick bed, orchestrated a lightningast 

military coup, and seized the entire 

empire. Taoang lost his head because he 

believed the illusion. Simi understood 

something you must learn today. Your intelligence is not a badge you wear on 

your chest. It is a concealed weapon. 

You do not draw a concealed weapon to 

show off. You keep it hidden until the 

exact moment it is required. When 

dealing with a powerful fool, feed them 

the exact emotion they are starving for. 

Superiority. Ask them for advice on 

trivial matters. Let them correct you on 

minor, irrelevant details. Thank them 

for their insight. You are not 

submitting. You are anesthetizing them. You are injecting their ego with a 

narcotic so heavy they fall asleep at 

the wheel, leaving you free to operate 

in the shadows. You trade a momentary 

scratch to your pride for absolute 

unhindered maneuverability. There is a 

specific type of exhaustion that comes 

from trying to translate complex reality 

for a simplistic mind. You draw 

diagrams, you use analogies, you break 

the concept down into its smallest 

atomic parts, and they still stare at you, their eyes completely blank, before 

repeating the exact same flawed argument 

they made 20 minutes ago. This is the 

core of the intelligence trap. You 

assume their inability to understand is 

a failure of your explanation. It is 

not. It is a failure of their hardware. 

David Robson's research on cognitive 

bias reveals a chilling reality. Highly 

intelligent people are uniquely 

vulnerable to a specific error. The 

belief that everyone else processes information the same way they do. 

You think in probabilities. You weigh evidence. You adjust your conclusions based on new data. 

The fool thinks in absolutes. They form a conclusion first, usually based on a visceral emotion or tribal loyalty, and then they completely reject any data that contradicts it. 

Trying to force them to see the nuance is like trying to install the latest operating system on a typewriter. It is impossible. The architecture does not support it. So, stop trying. Schopenhau 

advised a radical departure from the 

instinct to educate. In his 38 strategys 

for winning an argument, he designed 

tactics specifically for dealing with 

opponents who are immune to reason. One 

of his most effective methods is the 

strategic use of irony. When a fool 

corners you with a demand for agreement 

on a ridiculous premise, do not fight 

the premise. Say this, "What you are 

proposing is so extraordinary, it completely transcends my poor capacity 

to understand it. I must defer to your 

judgment." The fool will puff out their 

chest. They will take it as a 

concession. They will believe they have 

dazzled you with their brilliance. But 

anyone with a fraction of intellect 

watching the exchange will hear the 

dripping sarcasm. You have insulted them 

to their face and they thanked you for 

it. You have safely exited the 

conversation without expending a single calorie of intellectual energy. You must 

understand the economics of attention. 

Every hour you spend debating a fool is 

an hour stolen from your own empire. It 

is energy diverted from your wealth, 

your health, your actual goals. Fools 

are energy vampires. They do not 

produce. They consume. They drag you 

into endless circular debates because 

they have nothing better to do with 

their time. Your time is expensive. 

Theirs is worthless. When you engage, you are trading gold for dirt. Cut the 

transaction. Walk away. Let them believe 

they won. The lion does not lose sleep 

over the opinions of sheep. And the architect does not weep when the demolition crew calls his blueprints 

confusing. We need to address the 

darkest part of your psychology. The reason you keep engaging with them. It 

is not just because you want to be 

right. It is because you feel sorry for 

them. You think if I can just make them see the truth, their life will improve. 

If I can just show them the flaw in 

their logic, they won't make this 

terrible mistake. This is the arrogance 

of empathy. You believe you are the 

savior of the ignorant. You are playing 

God with someone else's cognitive 

limitations. This is a dangerous 

bleeding heart philosophy that will drag 

you to the bottom of the ocean. Krueger 

and Dunning's landmark 1999 study 

revealed the crulest joke of human  psychology. The very skills required to 

be competent at a task are the exact 

same skills required to recognize 

competence. Therefore, the profoundly 

incompetent lack the metacognition to 

even realize they are incompetent. They 

are trapped in a fortress of unearned 

confidence, completely blind to their 

own deficits. You cannot save them. They 

do not want to be saved. They enjoy the 

fortress. It is warm inside. It protects 

them from the terrifying complexity of  the real world. When you try to 

forcefully drag them into the harsh 

light of truth, you are not acting as a 

healer. You are acting as an invader. 

And they will fight you with the 

ferocity of a wild animal defending its 

territory. Look at the people in your 

life. The chronically broke friend who 

refuses to change their spending habits 

but aggressively argues about the 

economy. The toxic family member who 

creates endless drama but insists everyone else is the problem. How many 

years have you spent trying to use logic 

to fix them? How many hours of sleep 

have you lost? They have not changed a 

single degree. But you have aged. You 

have grown cynical. You have grown 

tired. Your empathy is funding their 

delusion. Schopenhauer was ruthless in his 

assessment of human potential. He 

believed that character is immutable. 

People do not change their nature. They 

only change their circumstances. If a person is a fool today, they will be a 

fool tomorrow. Accepting this is painful. It requires a kind of emotional amputation. You have to look at people 

you might care about or people you must work with and accept their terminal limitations. You stop trying to upgrade them. You start managing them. You manage a fool the way you manage heavy machinery. You keep your hands out of the gears. You stay behind the safety 

lines. You expect it to operate exactly as it was built to operate. When the 

machine malfunctions, you don't argue 

with it. You pull the plug. What happens 

when you finally stop fighting them? 

What happens when you drop the rope, 

stop explaining yourself, and simply 

observe the circus around you without 

participating in it? You experience a 

profound, terrifying shift. You realize 

how much of your identity was wrapped up 

in being the smartest person in the 

room. You realize how much you relied on the friction of debating fools to feel 

alive. When you take that away, you are 

left with yourself. This is where the 

true test begins. Most intelligent 

people surround themselves with lesser 

minds intentionally. They do it because 

it is safe. It is easy to look like a 

genius when you are surrounded by 

idiots. It is a psychological crutch. 

But Schopenhauer warned that a man of high 

intellect who fratonizes [to fraternize. VERB. to spend time with or become friendly with someone, often when it is not allowed or expected] with the vulgar will eventually be dragged down to their level. The mind adapts to its 

environment. If you spend your days 

arguing about trivialities, your mind 

will become trivial. You must withdraw, 

not a physical withdrawal into the 

woods, a mental withdrawal, an emotional 

quarantine. You must become comfortable 

with being misunderstood. Fools will 

misinterpret your distance. They wil call you arrogant. They will say you 

have changed. They will assume your 

refusal to argue is a sign of weakness. 

Let them. Their judgment is based on a 

flawed premise. Why should the judgment 

of a flawed mind affect the peace of a 

sharp one? Imagine walking through an 

asylum. The patients point at you and 

call you crazy. Do you stop to debate 

them? Do you pull out a medical chart to 

prove your sanity? No. You keep walking. 

You understand their reality is 

distorted. The world is a much larger 

asylum. But the principle remains the 

exact same. When a fool insults you, it is not an insult. It is a misdiagnosis. 

When they reject your idea, it is not a 

failure. It is a confirmation that your 

idea is beyond their reach. This level 

of detachment is not coldness. It is 

absolute clarity. It is the 

understanding that your energy is a 

finite resource. And every drop spent on 

someone committed to their own ignorance 

is a drop stolen from your own 

potential. We have spent centuries 

glorifying the debate. We idolize the image of the intellectual warrior 

standing on a stage dismantling their opponent with sharp logic and flawless 

rhetoric. But look closer at those 

debates. Nothing is ever resolved. The 

opponent never yields. The audience simply cheers for the side they already 

agreed with. It is theater. It is a game 

played for applause. The truly dangerous minds do not play for applause. They 

play for outcomes. If you want to be 

effective, if you want to be truly unshakable, you must abandon the 

theater. You must adopt the mindset of 

an architect navigating a world of 

toddlers. You do not ask the toddlers 

for permission to build. You do not 

explain the loadbearing capacity of the 

pillars to them. You give them a toy to 

distract them, and you pour the concrete 

while they are looking the other way. 

This is the ultimate application of 

Schopenhauer's philosophy. You accept the 

world exactly as it is, dominated by irrationality, driven by emotion and 

hostile to truth. You do not complain 

about it. You do not try to fix it. You 

exploit it. When you know that people 

operate on ego, you use their ego to 

steer them. When you know they are blind 

to logic, you use their emotions to 

guide them. When you know they are 

starved for validation, you feed them 

just enough to keep them compliant. You 

become the invisible hand. They think 

they are making the decisions. They think they are in control. But every 

choice they make is within the 

parameters you silently constructed. 

This is the transition from intelligence 

to power. Intelligence is knowing you 

are right. Power is not caring if they 

know it. Intelligence is winning the 

argument. Power is winning the objective 

while they think they won the argument. 

You clicked on this because you 

were exhausted. You were tired of the 

constant friction, the endless circular conversations, the feeling that you were 

losing your mind trying to inject reason 

into an unreasonable world. You thought 

the solution was a better argument, a 

sharper fact, a more persuasive tone. 

Now you know the truth. The solution is 

surrender, not surrendering to them. 

Surrendering your need to change them. 

The moment you let go of the desire to 

be understood by people who are 

incapable of understanding, the weight 

lifts. The exhaustion vanishes. You watch them speak and instead of anger, 

you feel a calm clinical observation. 

You see the cognitive biases at play. 

You see the Dunning Krueger effect in 

real time. You see the fragile ego 

defending itself. It becomes 

predictable. And what is predictable can 

be managed. You are no longer a 

participant in their chaos. You are the 

observer of it. This is the therapeutic 

darkness. This is the cold, sharp 

reality that sets you free. You will never be hurt by a fool again because 

you will never again give them the 

authority to judge your reality. Your 

intellect is no longer a tool for their 

education. It is a weapon for your own 

elevation. Keep it sharp. Keep it 

hidden. And use it only when it serves 

your ascent. But realize this, the 

tactics we just discussed, the strategic 

incompetence, the manipulation of ego, 

the weaponization of absurdity, these 

are just the outer defenses. These are the tools you use to survive the masses. 

But what happens when you step past the 

masses? What happens when you encounter 

a mind that is not a fool, but a 

predator? A mind that sees your strategy 

and mirrors it back at you? The rules 

change entirely. The concepts that 

govern that level of psychological 

warfare are not meant for public 

consumption. They are too destabilizing. 

They dismantle the very fabric of social 

interaction. If this opened your eyes, understand this is only what I can show 

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Meaning and Purpose

When all has been heard, the conclusion of the matter is this: Fear God and keep His commandments, because this is the whole duty of man. —Ecclesiastes 12:13

• explores the meaning of life and the futility of worldly pursuits, emphasizing that all is like a vapor without God. 

• reflects on the fleeting nature of wealth, wisdom, and pleasure. 

• Ultimately, concludes that the true purpose of life is to fear God and keep His commandments.

• reflecting on one's life experiences and the pursuit of meaning.