“I don't have any presentation
capacity for saying it to the public, though!” fifteen-year-old
August told his parents.
They looked at him. “That's
horrible!” his mother said.
His father nodded seemed to be intent
on winning over those charlatans. “Why do they pretend it's you
when they could actually have their own career seem brilliant with
such ludicrousness?” he asked, looking relatively reassured about
his son's - and the whole family's - reputation. His mom also
looked fairly reassured about it.
“I suppose it's because they don't
want to be public enough to to be vulnerable against others who might
pull such a trick!”
His five-year-old sister looked at him.
“Why is it they aren't vulnerable just because they have no careers
to be bragging about?!”
August sighed. “It's because they
can't easily seem, then, to have been cheating their way to such an
advantage!” he answered.
She looked thoughtful. “Oh God!”
she said.
“Why,” his mother asked, “do they
find in themselves to be great at smartly, or so-to-speak, claiming
other people's business to be their own, and how come they doesn't it
show how there's fakery to that?!”
“Ned said that it's because no one
wants to challenge those who have an authority over our intuitions
about who is fair and who isn't!”
His father looked curious. “Isn't
there any way to make them feel at home with just simply feeling that
they can have it in Christ that one shouldn't ever give into such
manipulations?!”
August sighed again. “It seems to be
because they feel that Christ isn't superior as long as he has it
there's nothing wrong making it seem ridiculous not to believe in
intuition about control that seems superb enough to be comparable
with his own!”
“Doesn't it seem that Christ should
be the one not to ever grant such evil travesty a chance to seem
moral?!”
“That's sort of so! But to them there
seems to be justice in saying that Christ cares for us for reasons
that are not very moral!”
His mother looked surprised. “But
then shouldn't He be relevant for them as clearly better than that?!”
“No! It seems that they, as they seem
able to pretend that their look-alike is me, can convince people into
believing that their intuition clearly must be as smart as the ones
they find themselves to have with Lord Jesus Christ!
“Moreover,” he continued, “there's
no judgement in Christ to compare, it seems, with those that a
look-alike can cause there to be against the target of his or her
ridicule!”
“Then they're being so satanic that
we clearly should banish them! Or isn't there enough strength in even
the church to beat those bastards!?”
“We cannot seem intent on having
Christ seem like our resurrection as long as we can be seen as acting
so superb that the people those bastards deal with can be inclined to
believe we don't really care for actual faith more than about our
careers and stuff!”
The little sister looked up. “Then
how come we don't have our careers seem stupid enough for them to not
have to worry about in that sense?!”
The two parents looked at her. Her
mother said: “We have in our careers the notion of ourselves as
really caring to be thorough! If we give that up, then it wouldn't be
very easy to be thorough about seeming to be thorough enough!
Wouldn't there, do you think, be a lack of friends among those that
could be worthwhile for those who really care about the virtues of
clarity what mistakes can be and thus on what God has it we should
all be conscientious about?”
Their five-year-old thought for a
while. Then she said: “I think they wouldn't be friends to begin
with, but later, once they found out that we are careful enough with
virtues, then they will be our friends for real, more for real than
they would be otherwise!” With that she managed to convince her
parents and brother to believe they should be into not seeming very
admirable for those people who could be manipulated into disbelieving
in them and Christ!
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