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There is the conscience that approaches the ned one learned about in Sunday School. Forget that for people like Bush who never gave it credit until he needed it to make himself a dynasty prince.
But the disturbing awareness that people can stave off with some will power even if briefly scared by a stabbing chest pain or cloudy X-Ray has no religious comfort or context. There comes a time when you can imagine nothing, everything shredded, your whole life judged as simply ended. This is something greater than virtue or vice, something more than wasted potential or final judgment. No accomplishment, no possession reputation or soul value or any emotional or material context awaits. You face the possibility of nothingness with a fantastic dread multiplied by all your life's failings. You ability to contextualize yourself vanishes. What you thought you were at any time is a vanity.
But money buys a lot of night lights, comforters and muzak. Cheney with several heart attacks seemingly sloughs off such visceral feelings with no flight to compassion or faith whatsoever. You can read it in their faces at times, the tearing agony underneath the snide arrogance and confidence. Opposed to flawed but happier individuals, the worst of the savage RW, look like blasted souls, unhappy to the root but instinctive in denial. The comfort of seeming natural blindness. But it is choice and countless choices.
I think, I hope, this feeling of the final void, has occasionally touched them all and left its mark, but you can run from this so long that you can slip into being a vegetable, all hope of redemption of repentance forever lost. Facing the fear would be facing change. The more one turns from compassion and mercy the fiercer and more frightening the touch of the Void must be, but the more they will remove it from their conscious reflection. A pious, elder person will let this fear touch them into change or repentance. The hardened evil will turn this into an ultimate destroyer for whom it is a point of pride to ignore and escape. But in time there is no escape, though the consciousness and the possibility of change might be utterly dead and the void and the voided soul are one. And in memory of the future human race the are equally blighted, blotted out from any good potential they never exhibited and monuments of the terror of the darkness. The Kingdom of heaven they say they espouse is clearly not within their mental or living constructs but their knowledge of human evil is very practical and practiced. They are what they do and that all will simply end like all things whose faith is in death, in killing, in despair.
After that and only after that, namely death, do we enter the realm of religious belief, but there is no genuine hope there for the hardened pride and avoidance of history's traitors. All of that hope was used up long ago to twist it to avoid the very things religion calls for. The time is up because time was used exclusively to stave off the demands of the eternal. On way or another, God or atheism: damnation, just as the results of their crimes will always be the same and the same dark mortality. Nature is not remade by the imperious commands of mortal dictators and time brings all schemes, all fame, pleasure and profit and pride to a crashing oblivion.
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