Josh Plovanic's Writings and Thoughts

Who cares if you were rejected here So what if doors were shut Oh well if they won't let you in their circles To me, bud, you are more valuable Than anything on this world More valuable than gold Or diamonds Or big trucks Or skyscrapers Or nice houses You are priceless to me, my dearest friend My love, you are precious to me Your mind can picture worlds And complexity And vibrancy And glory And wonder That if these people could see it They'd be blown away Soon, bud I'm going to take you to those places The ones you can only see in your mind Those worlds Those cities Those forests Those mountains That capitol city of all creation My palace My throneroom Soon, bud I am going to immerse you In my infinite love In my infinite glory In my perfect holiness Soon, my big guy You will be in My presence In my Kingdom With my angels And you will never feel rejected Or outcasted Or judged Or condemned By such a flawed and fallen world And such flawed and imperfect people Ever again I l

As I continue my pursuit of the greatest liberty in life, I rest assured of my infinite liberty in eternity. I also meditate on freedom a Iot. How American of me. In my meditations, I often question what liberty is, what value it can achieve for me, and what kind of liberty I'm pursuing or acting on.      Liberty can divided and categorized in a variety of ways. One of those ways is the dichotomy of the liberty to do something versus the liberty from certain things. You need a healthy mixture of both types of liberty to be truly free. You want the ability to be able to make your own choices, but you also want to be free "from" certain things, like oppression, bondage, and hate.      Sometimes your liberty to do something can take a way yours or other's liberty "from" certain things, and sometimes your liberty from certain things can infringe upon your liberty to do certain things.    Liberty is not only about choices, its also about balance. A moderation and

"But, beloved, do not forget this one thing, that with the Lord one day is as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day" 2nd Peter 3:8 History has shown that the side of a war better at waging the long game is often more likely to win the war. A war of attrition is something most countries would like to avoid. When it comes to the big picture war, the divine war, the one that has been raging since the beginning, the long game is just part of the package. Looking at the big picture though, victory is inevitable for the good and true.  You cannot lose a war against darkness if you are born of light. Light conquers darkness because darkness doesn't exist. It's a void. Good always prevails. It's inevitable when these conflicts occur.  As for me and my struggles. I will win. No matter what happens, I will have victory over my sin, my fear, and my struggles. I will win, because I am a child of an infinite God.    A God who loves me like a son, and He will guide

     As I go through social media to look for cool quotes, read about black holes and stars, and attempt to focus my thoughts on Jesus, infinity, and eternity, I can't help but feel a state of such a strong disconnect with American culture, American entertainment, and especially American politics.    It's not that I don't care about these things, I just see them from a different vantage point. The vantage point of someone who worships an infinite God. As I became more immersed in my biggest possible belief system, the more disenchanted and less of a priority the trivialities, sillyness, and simplicities of our culture and politics became.  These things became less significant, less important, and less valuable. I don't even see myself as a Democrat, Republican, liberal, or conservative anymore. I see myself more as someone who tries to think independently of the confines of mass media and ideological groupthink.  Hell, if existence is truly infinite and eternal, than no

    Over time, the meaning of some words can change. Some words become so redundant that the potency of what they mean is greatly reduced. They are no longer effective. Other words become corrupted, even twisted, to mean something they weren't intended to mean, like a perversion of the word that is much darker and more twisted than its original meaning.      There is one word I've noticed that I have yet to see corrupted and it losing its meaning or being twisted in an evil way, and that is the word "love." I can't think of an example where the word love was twisted in a way that changed its meaning. You can love bad things and love things you shouldn't, but the word love still retains its positive meaning.         It's that one word that I think cannot be perverted or corrupted.  Love is too good of a word to be laid low and broken down to where its meaning is changed or lost. It's too powerful of a concept, and there is no other word that can some up

I saw angels once At least I thought I did They were like ghosts Apparitions in the air Their bodies faint as smoke You could see right through them You could barely see them at all The wings were just outlined Just giant arches coming off the apparitions backs You couldn't see skin Just a faint body. There were three of them They were smiling at me You should have seen the middle one's smile It was perfect, even mischievous Just nothing but love emanating from the grin You see this smile, and all fear is gone There is no more grief Anger fades to peace Sadness fades to joy And if but for a moment I felt truly happy Truly joyful Like hope and love were blankets you can wrap yourself in That smile. I'll never forget that smile It wiped my fear and pain away If but for a moment The angel gave me hope And a grin I long to see again I will see that angel again I will see his smile His smile that wipes out my fear That perfect smile.

To me, God is a god of the purest liberty. Absolute Liberty. Perfect Liberty. The liberty of His perfect love and perfect glory. As my life goes into the future, I have a hope and a trust that I will share in this liberty in the most flawless and purest of ways.  I have a hope and a feeling that Jesus is going to liberate this world soon. I have a trust that liberation for this world is on its way. I trust that the King knows the perfect time and precise method to break the bonds that deception and fear have ensnared the world in.     The infinite King, whose light is flawless and whose truth is uncorrupted and completely full, is going to purge out all the darkness here. He is going to set free a world led astray by darkness and lies.      I believe this, because I choose to. The hope of a liberation from the lies that dominate this place is a powerful motivator for me. I believe God is going to give us a liberty from fear, a liberty from hate, a liberty from sin, a liberty from evil

You can't have war without hate. Hate is as essential to the initiation and carrying out of warfare as the weapons used to do the killing. Warfare, after all, is the natural outcome and culmination of hatred between people. The hatred and desire to destroy an enemy is the primary factor that drives a conflict. You don't win wars by being nice and friendly.        Hatred poisons minds. It possesses the thoughts and drives the intentions of people towards violence and hostility that would never be there had the hate not been sewed into their thoughts and their hearts.       If you eliminate hatred and neutralize its power, you can greatly reduce the scope and frequency of warfare. A daunting and difficult task, but one where if it is achieved the world would truly be a more pleasant place to operate in.        I truly believe hatred is a learned mindset. It is not innate. Not something that a human is born with. It is something that is conditioned, often at a young age, by the gr

He will come from Heaven on high. Like fire and lightning he will descend from the sky. The Infinite God, His eyes and ears are present at every point in space and time. Every atrocity was witnessed. Every cry for help heard. The scoffer's laughs and jeers did not go unnoticed. All sin is known by Him who sits on the throne. He will judge all souls. Those alive and those dead. Everyone's achievements and failures, everyone's acts of kindness and acts of cruelty, crimes and compassion, atrocities and attainments, sins and successes, hopes and ambitions, dreams and desires, wickedness and goodness, all these things will be laid bare to his piercing and flawless judgement. Those who thought they evaded justice, those who laugh and deny. Those who scheme and lie. Everyone's entire history will be stripped and judged down to the most minute detail. Down to the smallest measurement of time and space. Down to the precise measurement of the degree of sin and corruption.  The ju

The lies poisoned this world Like cyanide Like genocide The lies led to hate The hate led to death Lies are how it starts They are how you dehumanize They are how you ostracize They are how you subjugate The fruition of fear and hate The death of deception Would liberate existence Lies lose all power  In an existence without boundaries One infinitely complex Lies are a darkness They often lead to death Darkness is an absence Infinity, like a blinding light Purges out all darkness When darkness dies So do lies In an infinite and eternal system Nothingness doesn't exist Lies no longer have room to poison anything

There were dances there. Children singing in the spring without a care Statues of marble and gold of the heroes of old Slaying dragons Saving maidens The gardens in the courtyard Produced fruits and produce for the feasts Held in the palace of the King The King of all things The courtyard was sacred A place of wonder and faith Nothing was broken there No rot or decay No pain or dismay No hate, no dark fate Just lush grass Flawless pavement Fields to play ball Walked through freely By one who is Lord of all The palace was domed Thousands of special souls Call His palace home This King knows All the dreams and hopes Of each one of those souls And they dream And they play Endless dreams  Endless days

It rolled over the city It's blackness sapped the sun It was like the sins of the world All rapped into one ball of thick Gooey  Black Even sickly blanket of lightning, thunder, and hail The cloud got bigger ...and bigger ...and bigger With each city it consumed  And nation it subdued It was fear Blackhearted fear The sum of all the terrors of the human mind Growing ...growing The more you feared it...the more monstrous it got. The whole world That's what it wanted The whole damn world This cloud of sin and death It's bombardment of fear and terror It's hail of destruction like bullets and bombshells It wanted the whole world It wanted us A LIGHT! A blinding light! It severed and fractured the black cloud It blinded its darkness Frightened its fear Burned its sin Shattered its hate Killed its death The dark cloud was broken By the light of truth It's blackness brightened By an infinite light That left no room for hatred Not even room for a fight

If you can label parts of a system, define the properties of those parts and their relationship to other parts as well as the system as a whole, and you can do this down to a foundational level, then you have a thorough understanding of that system to a degree where you can manipulate it and even control it.  Control never comes without understanding. You can't control something you don't understand. All existence is is one massive system. From my view an infinitely complex and infinitely expansive system. It is a giant, unfathomably complex system of systems. It contains systems within systems, and systems within the systems within systems.          It contains both abstract and concrete systems. Physical systems that enable the reality as we know it, as well as abstract, non-physical systems that operate in the mind or in social groups. Conceptual systems also exist, like the concept of infinite complexity. Our bodies are systems. Arrangements of matter, fluids, cells, and en

    The world is asleep.  It slumbers under a spell.  A spell of deception. An illusion of fulfillment. The world is asleep. Its potential inhibited. Its purpose concealed. Its hopes dampered It dreams of glory and freedom It dreams of love and peace The world is asleep It was put to sleep by the wolves By the dark angels who consume us By the foreigners from another world The world is asleep Put to sleep by the machine By its phones and its screens By its lies and sinful dreams These demons blind us to everything The world is asleep Its place in the infinite a mystery It's blinded to both future and history Its separated from the Infinite God The father of all things The world is asleep Soon, its minds will awaken To an absolute truth Deception will die forever And the glory of the infinite God Will engulf and overwhelm The minds and hearts of the world A world asleep for far too long A world soon ruled in perfect victory And supreme glory   By the King of all things.

A creation is a reflection of the creator. This is true with humans when we build a construct or make art or write stories or poetry or philosophy. This is especially true with God. We are all reflections of Him in some way and in some form.  I truly believe humanity was created in God's image, and we all share some degree of his creative capacity.     Our creativity within our minds and within our actions is where the image of God is reflected in us the greatest. That, and our capacity to show love and compassion. In fact, I look at the act of creating something as one of the highest examples and demonstrations of an act of love. Whether it be art, writing, or even the conceiving of children, creating something is, quite often, an act of love.         You more often than not love something you created. Something you put a part of yourself into. Something that becomes a substantial part of your life and part of who you are.  What you create is a reflection of you, in part or in who