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There are so many to choose from. Which historical figure would you want to meet and have a conversation with?
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Unhesitatingly, without a shadow of a doubt, the Apostle Paul. The single most misunderstood human to have ever walked the face of the earth. That meeting will take place someday.
Amen
That’s going to be one heck of a long line.
Of people waiting to apologize to the man for claiming he said crap he NEVER said.
Arguably the most influential person
Who ever lived who was also God.
Jesus of Nazareth.
Arguably the most influential person who ever lived who was also God incarnate.
Jesus of Nazareth
I made the distinction between human and God/Man.
Indeed.
Both posts above were mine. One on my phone.
Interesting to me is that my choice of who to converse with
from history has garnered 4 downvotes.
This person changed the entire world.
Why would anyone be petulant enough to despise who my choice
of a hypothetical question would be?
The answer is why my choice came here with His message.
To try to save them. His message is lost on most. Tragic.
The mindless downvotes prove it.
Why? Religion…
Religion = that which man can or must do to please God or assuage His anger.
Reality = man can do NOTHING to please God or assuage His anger.
Romans 3:12 KJB… “They are all gone out of the way, they are together become unprofitable; there is none that doeth good, no, not one.”
Christ did it all.
Romans 5:8 KJB… “But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.”
For sir Ordo. He needs y’all’s prayers.
Paul would probably slap the false doctrine out of your mouth
Romans 5:6 KJB… “For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly.”
You have to feel a little bad for these fellas who can’t recognize Paul for who he is.
But you can spot a Paul hater from a mile away by his demeanor.
It never fails.
Comes from walking in darkness and bumping into everything always.
A Paul hater IS a Jesus hater; a self lover; whether he realizes it or not. Jesus sent Paul, not Peter and the 11, to us heathen.
Einstein.
George Carlin.
Jimi Hendrix.
Smart, funny, artistic.
Religious figures? To judgmental and boring.
The nuns beat you, and the priest made you feel guilty for confession of an erection, right?
You misspelled Too, too.
None of the people you are witlessly commenting on are Catholic.
So nuns would not have had any chance to beat them.
Your public schooling is showing. In spades.
Or perhaps it is just your lack of intellect.
Or both.
Jesus #1, Thomas Jefferson #2, George Washington #3
Jefferson and James Madison were best of friends.
Chances are you would get to converse with them both.
Especially at Monticello. Jefferson built a special room for his friend
when he came to visit. Those two would be really enjoyable to question.
Good choice.
My father. He wasn’t historical but he died when I was in my early 30s and wish we could talk now that I’m older.
Me too melty. I was kind of in shock and in denial for about a year , and then one day I actually started to call him on his birthday…..then it hit me….hard.
Dad gone since 1995 and Mom since 2000. Even now, every now and then I’ll have a very brief thought to call one of them. I had great parents and still miss them.
My pop dead for 3 years now.
I talk to him every night.
Sometimes he talks to me in my dreams.
Amen! Likewise with me. Many times I have wished I could talk with my father as an adult and share the experiences which shaped us. I hope God has blessed him.
Anna Nicole Smith
She was my second choice.
HAHAHA!
Adam of Adam and Eve.
Actually, both of them would be interesting … especially with Mark Twain’s take on their respective diaries …
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/8525
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1892
Another great historical figure Twain wrote about — and it’s an excellent take on her — in two volumes —
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2874
https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/2875
There are so many. Hard for me to narrow down. Chesterton is close to the top though, for his keen insight in every subject.
You don’t suppose Genghis Khan would make a good conversationalist?
Lol…not so much. Who would you choose? I have a pretty good guess, but maybe you’ll surprise me.
King David.
Ok, not who I guessed, but along those lines.
That’s close enough…stop right there!
I gotta know right now
Before we go any further
It’s one thing, @16, but that sweet’s much longer in the toothy know now. History’s nuthin’ if not repetitious, as is the compulsion to rePete Duel/ang Syne. I ain’t forgot ya & no need to get back get back to where I never once belonged, Strange Land & all. Bein’ right here right now. History can stay back there, in the everpresent now.
Damn “self”-driving little bigman rigs:
So…I missed who you would choose?? 🙂
(there’s gotta be ONE person?? Funny clip)
As fun & useful as having that tricked out DeLorean would be, going back to the future for chats (or hanging chads) doesn’t interest me.
But if I could tweak the Q just a just as likely smidge, bringing any number of people I was personally acquainted with, whose preceding reputations & actualities I actually knew to the extent such are knowable (& assuming that traction still bit post-thaw like it did pre) back out of retirement to talk here & now would be interesting to me. Then I’d rewrite just a bit, if necessary, The Wind Cries Mary – well, I’d sing it a bit differently.
Some Thomas Wolfe:
As It had Always Been
Grey twilight
Filtered through the windows once again.
The train had reached the tunnel’s mouth.
On both sides now
Were ancient walls of masonry,
Old storied buildings,
Dark as time
And ancient as man’s memory.
The boy peered through the window,
Up as far as eyes could reach,
At all those tiers of life,
Those countless cells of life,
The windows, rooms, & faces
Of the everlasting & eternal city.
They leaned above him
In their ancient silence.
They returned his look.
He looked into their faces
And said nothing,
No word was spoken.
The people of the city
Leaned upon the sills of evening
And they looked at him.
They looked at him
Through the silent yet attentive curtains
Of all their ancient & historic laundries.
They looked at him through pendant sheets,
Through hanging underwear,
Through fabrics of a priceless & unknown tapestry.
And he knew
That all was now as it has always been,
As it would be tomorrow & forever.
Full with the Pulse of Time
The river is a tide of moving waters:
By night it floods the pockets of the earth.
By night it drinks strange time, dark time.
By night the river drinks proud potent tides
Of strange dark time.
By night the river drains the tides,
Proud potent tides of time’s dark waters
That, with champ & lift of teeth,
With lapse & reluctation of their breath,
Fill with a kissing glut the pockets of the earth.
Sired by the horses of the sea,
Maned with the dark,
They come.
They come! Ships call!
The hooves of night, the horses of the sea,
Come on below their manes of darkness.
And forever the river runs.
Deep as the tides of time & memory,
Deep as the tides of sleep,
The river runs.
And there are ships there!
Have we not heard the ships there?
(Have we not heard the great ships going down the river?
Have we not heard the great ships putting out to sea?)
Great whistles blow there.
(Have we not heard strange time, dark time,
Strange tragic time there?
Have we not heard dark time, strange time,
The dark, the moving tide of time
As it flows down the river?)
And in the night-time, in the dark there,
In all the sleeping silence of the earth,
Have we not heard the river, the rich immortal river,
Full of its strange dark time?
Full with the pulse of time it flows there,
Full with the pulse of all men living, sleeping,
Dying, waking,
It will flow there,
Full with the billion dark & secret moments of our
lives
It flows there.
Filled with all the hope, the madness
And the passion of our youth
It flows there,
In the daytime, in the dark,
Drinking with ceaseless glut the land,
Mining into its tides the earth
As it mines the moments & hours of our life into its
tides,
Moving against the sides of ships,
Foaming about piled crusting of old wharves,
Sliding like time & silence by the vast cliff of the city,
Girdling the stony isle of life with moving waters –
Thick with the wastes of earth,
Dark with our stains, & heavied with our dumpings,
Rich, rank, beautiful, & unending
As all life, all living,
As it flows by us, by us, by us,
To the sea!
The Ghosts of Time
Proud, cruel, everchanging & ephemeral city,
To whom we came once when our hearts were high,
Our blood passionate & hot,
Our brain a particle of fire:
Infinite & mutable city, mercurial city,
Strange citadel of million-visaged time –
O endless river & eternal rock,
In which the forms of life
Came, passed, & changed intolerably before us!
And to which we came, as every youth has come,
With such enormous madness,
And with so mad a hope –
For what?
To eat you, branch & root & tree;
To devour you,
Golden fruit of power & love & happiness;
To consume you to your sources,
River & spire & rock,
Down to your iron roots;
To entomb within our flesh forever
The huge substance of your billion-footed pavements,
The intolerable web & memory of dark million-
visaged time.
And what is left now
Of all your madness, hunger, & desire?
What have you given,
Incredible mirage of all our million shining hopes,
To those who wanted to possess you wholly
To your ultimate designs, your final sources,
From whom you took the strength, the passion.
And the innocence of youth?
What have we taken from you,
Protean & phantasmal shape of time?
What have we remembered of your million images,
Of your billion weavings out of accident & number,
Of the midless fury of your dateless days,
The brutal stupefaction of your thousand streets &
pavements?
What have we seen & known that is ours forever?
Gigantic city, we have taken nothing –
Not even a handful of your trampled dust –
We have made no image on your iron breast
And left not even the print of a heel
Upon your stony-hearted pavements.
The possession of all things,
Even the air we breathed,
Was withheld from us,
And the river of life & time
Flowed through the grasp of our hands forever,
And we held nothing for our hunger & desire
Except the proud & trembling moments,
One by one.
Over the trodden & forgotten words,
The rust & dusty burials of yesterday,
We were born again into a thousand lives & deaths,
And we were left forever
With only the substance of our waning flesh
And the haunting of an accidental memory,
With all its various freight of great & little things
We passed & vanished instantly
And could never be forgotten,
And of those unbidden & unfathomed wisps &
fumes of memory
That share the mind with all the proud dark images
Of love & death.
The tugging of a leaf upon a bough in late October,
A skirl of blown papers in the street,
A cloud that came & went
And made its shadow in the lights of April,
And the forgotten laughter of lost people in dark streets,
A face that passed us in another train,
The house our mistress lived in as a child,
A whipping of flame at a slum’s cold corner,
The corded veins on an old man’s hand,
The feathery green of a tree,
A daybreak in a city street in the month of May,
A voice that cried out sharply & was silent in the
night,
And a song that a woman sang,
A word that she spoke at dusk before she went away –
The memory of a ruined wall,
The ancient empty visage of a half-demolished house
In which love lay,
The mark of a young man’s fist in crumbling plaster,
A lost relic, brief & temporal,
In all the everlasting variousness of your life,
As the madness, pain & anguish
In the heart that caused it –
These are all that we have taken from you,
Iron-breasted city.
And they are ours & gone forever from us,
Even as things are lost & broken in the wind,
As the ghosts of time are lost,
As the everlasting river
That flowed past us in darkness to the sea.
You owe me two AA mouse batteries!!!
Duel was Stephen Speilberg’s first movie.
My old spiritual advisor and confidant, Tex. He actually changed my life for the better.
Jesus Christ and Pontius Pilate
That is for me
For me, I would like to chat to Einstein and examine his proofs that the speed of light is constant upon which of course the very nature of our visible universe is dependent that this is true. I suspect that, like many things, it is an illusion of our material world as defined by our scientists who reject any acknowledgement of forces which they can’t identify.
For example, there is a worthy body of evidence supporting the reality of telepathy or psychokinesis. I was at a gathering where my wife and I witnessed first hand, with our own eyes and touch events that are beyond current scientific explanation.
Here is a fun story with my twin brother Joe when we were working on the slime line in Alaska squeezing herring in about 1980. A bunch of us were chatting and someone said. I hear twins can communicate without talking. I said at times. We thought of an experiment. He was no on a different line about 50 feet away with his back turned. Out of the blue, I thought and said, I will make him take his hat off. I said to him inwardly, take you hat off several times. Within 20 seconds, he not only took it off, but he threw it on the ground. We were all amazed. But within 20 seconds, all who saw it, but me were in denial. They said you somehow told him. I was, his back was turned. Such is the stupidity of people who do not believe what their senses saw and heard a few seconds earlier. Many times, when we lived in different locations without phones, I would be looking for him and him me, and we would bump into each other. I did ask Joe later why he took his hat off. He said it was as if a fly was bugging him. but he just had the urge. I find people in harmony often read each other’s thoughts. When I met my wife to be the second time, the inner voice told me that is your wife to be. I was, am I going crazy? But it came true. She tapped me on the shoulder as I was walking down the street with cosmic consciousness. The words of Saint Paul were flowing through my being. Though I have the gift of Prophecy and know all things without love I am nothing. She tapped me on the shoulder, and we went out for ice cream. The ways of God are indeed wonderful.
Wonderful stuff AKJ but our worldly people will have no truck with it as both you and I have found – sadly it is their loss. I sense that we are indeed first, spiritual beings, cast down to earth in a dense vibrational field to walk the earth and learn about our inner selves in preparation for our next experience in this great universe which may well be multi-dimensional.
I met my second wife, Yvonne, in South Africa after 8 years of lovely bachelourhood and not particularly seeking another relationship. She came to me for a lifetime, others come for a reason or a season – The Universal law of Attraction. It was love at first sight for both of us and we quickly married in the FBYC on board my yacht in 2003.
All Yvonne’s family are psychics and my father was also – although I was sure I hadn’t inherited this wonderful ‘seeing’. Perhaps recently, as magical things are happening to me at present, this will change. I am assured that we all have this gift from God but are so far embedded in materialism and the daily routines that the angel’s attention is missed. Meditation (or prayer) I have found allows me to seek solace in silence.
“Law of Perpetual Transmutation of Energy: This law states that on an energetic level, everything in the universe is constantly evolving or fluctuating. Every action is preceded by a thought, with thoughts themselves having the power to eventually manifest in our physical reality. Ever been around a negative person and felt your own positivity depleting? That’s one example—but it can also work the other way around: Higher frequencies transmute lower ones when applied with intention.”
Check out: Mark 11:24-26 – Xerox were always using it as a means to push us to a better performance when I worked with them in the 1970s.
Always a pleasure to exchange views with you AKJ, and thank you for sharing.
In the higher consciousness our potential is unlimited. There is much more to my story. Maybe one day I can tell it to you in person. Thank you too.
In regard to your first paragraph.
The Shariyat ki Sugmad has a version of creation where just like Satan we were tossed out of the paradise of the true God worlds to gain experience in the lower worlds of matter. It is a powerful contemplation.
Wow AKJ, fits entirely with my own understanding. Thank you for this and I too hope that one day we may meet in person and enjoy each other’s company. Go well.
Just checked it out AKJ – sounds great:
“The Shariyat-Ki-Sugmad means “Way of the Eternal.” These writings are the scriptures of Eckankar, the Path of Spiritual Freedom. Though they’re possibly the oldest teachings known on earth, they speak to you directly–today. They come alive in your heart.
Through The Shariyat-Ki-Sugmad you will discover an answer to every human question ever yet, or to be, devised. Its pages tell what life really consists of and how to live it.
Eckankar is ancient wisdom for today. Its teachings, which resurfaced in 1965, emphasize the value of personal experiences as the most natural way back to God. Whatever your religious background, they show how to look and listen within yourself–to expand your consciousness and enjoy spiritual connectedness. See for yourself–perhaps for the first time–how to lead a happy, balanced, and productive life. And put daily concerns into loving perspective.
I am on the road to new discoveries thanks to your guidance.
I have been a student for almost 40 years. I would love to interview any of the spiritual adepts. Saint Francis, Socrates, Gopal Das, Yaubl Sacabi, and many more.
I’ll come with you!
This has to be another passage put into Jesus’ mouth by a well meaning scribe, like the raising of Lazarus and the woman at the well . It’s actually a religious sales pitch to the gullible; if you actually pray for x believing it will happen, you are “touched”; about like the Catholics believing they are special because their priest supposedly transform the wafer into something sacred. Think about that: claiming to eat human flesh and blood: barbaric, cannibalism; I’m sure Jesus meant bread and wine to be just symbolic of himself, his symbolic flesh and blood. Pray like hell but of course God will respond if He wants, like He wants, when He wants, how He wants, and the Bible doesn’t tell God what to do even if somebody wrote the guarantee in Jesus’ name and somebody printed it in red. We are not in the Dark Ages anymore Dorothy.
For me, rhs jr, Mark 11:24 is about ‘belief’ that is, truly believing that you can do something and often the energy of the universe will work for you. Others say it’s the power of positive thinking – the power of NOW – staying in the now:
Soul is a happy entity and always lives in the now. Nowness is a valid path to the higher consciousness.
Off the top of my head, C is not always a constant in nature (like water?) but I think it is always close. Gravity is highly acknowledged by everyone but hard to identify the how (I don’t think anybody has a handle on that yet; is it also electro-magnetic somehow; do electrons/protons/photons have gravity and if so how? ); some define gravity in terms of a variable time and that really complicates it for me. Heck, electric current doesn’t flow from – to + in wires anymore actually; it’s the field stupid. Religion defies Science; Angels probably tell Earth science jokes.
Yes agreed rhs jr, I am just as confused and quantum theory muddies it even more. There is so much we don’t know about the energies of this magical universe. So long as I can tap those energies for the benefit of others then that is enough for me.
I often explain how, by putting a dot at each end of a piece of paper – I ask, what is the distance between the dots? Most people will make a good guess of so many inches/centimetres. I then fold the paper so that the dots coincide and ask the question again. The answers are most interesting and vary. However a pattern does emerge, with those having a spiritual tendency accepting the changed world map, whereas those more rooted in the material world see it as a trick and thus invalid because it doesn’t conform with their inner world map.
L. H. Oswald
Emperor Napoleon – he is close enough to my time that we could probably connect. If you go back to far in time, neither person could make sense of the other.
Jesus is #1, Joseph Smith is #2
The Apostle John. He was taught by Jesus and witnessed most of first century AD
I would like to talk to John about beekeeping.
Michael Jackson. I’d ask him about his concert in Bucharest after the fall of Ceaușescu and the Russian government hiding him in the country. There’s a whole chapter of history of the fall of communism involving Michael Jackson that most people don’t know about.
Judas …. have just one question for him ….. “Why did you do it, man???”
Joe Biden’s mother …… I would try to convince her to get an abortion
Like Judas, many of the people have been so conditioned through PsyOps, as was Judas, that they have no choice but to dive into the abyss:
“Theirs not to reason why, / Theirs but to do and die’: these lines have become famous, although they’re often misquoted. The quotation originated in the 1854 poem ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’ written by the UK Poet Laureate of the time, Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-92).”
The Soldiers burden since forever…
30 pieces of silver. Anything for money. Covers a lot of ground. Even a Bible baby such as myself can see that. Remorse…too late. Wouldn’t want to be him when he is awoken.
Praying for the enlightenment of my enemies? Not quite there yet, feels and ‘sounds’ insincere to my own ears, inconsistent to say the least. Have managed to quit fantasizing about various scenarios where various people perish alone and in groups. Still howl though, when I think about this old joke:
Politicians accident
A bus load of politicians were driving down a country road one afternoon, when all of a sudden, the bus ran off the road and crashed into a tree in an old farmer’s field.
Seeing what happened, the old farmer went over to investigate. He then proceeded to dig a hole and bury the politicians.
A few days later, the local sheriff came out, saw the crashed bus, and asked the old farmer, “Were they all dead?”
The old farmer replied, “Well, some of them said they weren’t, but you know how them politicians lie.”
Besides traditional old historical figures, I would like to talk with M.L. King, ask him to take a look around today given his famous speech, WTF?
Hitler. I want a primary source for some questions I have about real History …. Since I don’t trust the translations.
Be sure to bring up isotopic separation of uranium hexafluoride gas using centrifuges, and available ore sources in Europe.
Wait, it isn’t to go back and warn him? Don’t ask questions man, change the world!
He would have been a great man if he had not attacked other countries.
But they were originally German countries before the Treaty of Versailles screwed it all up in 1919 – that man Wilson has a lot to answer for. Which is why Hitler accepted France’s surrender at the same place – poetic justice. If the WW1 victors had been magnanimous in their victory I believe Hitler would never have happened. Something else would have though, I guess.
https://theconversation.com/ukraine-wars-surprising-links-to-the-2008-financial-crisis-and-the-parallels-with-1939-179592?utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Latest%20from%20The%20Conversation%20for%20March%2022%202022%20-%202241222246&utm_content=Latest%20from%20The%20Conversation%20for%20March%2022%202022%20-%202241222246+CID_e94999ef01caa9907e50f61c0129d296&utm_source=campaign_monitor_uk&utm_term=Ukraine%20wars%20surprising%20links%20to%20the%202008%20financial%20crisis%20%20and%20the%20parallels%20with%201939
It’s reaffirms my belief in the Fourth Turning s exactly 80 years has passed between the 1929 great depression and the 2009 GFC2.
Almost a parallel with what Putin is doing today. I predict that he will stop when he has secured what was the original Russian territory of the eastern bit of Ukraine and secured a land bridge to the Crimea to keep access to his only warm water port.
Henry VIII’s rotten toothed, bastard witch Elizabeth, so I could stop the Synagogue of Satan shattering the unity of the Church and unleashing debt slavery onto the world.
Explained in great detail here.
https://libgen.is/book/index.php?md5=1889B28539B7506D637C3D5605BFD2A0
Charlemagne, to assassinate him before the Massacre of Verden, to stop the further spread of catholicism over the original religions of Europe.
A right evil bastard for giving Jews an exception to usury proscription to use on Christians. The most WTF policy I can think of in history.
JFK
Thomas Jefferson
Ghandi
Jesus
Jesus
Jesus and hopefully soon!
Marquis de Sade. Why not?
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OK OK . Seriously, Jesus Christ.
1. Jesus of Nazareth
2. Adolf Hitler (pre war 1938)
3. Marcus Aurelius
John Banner
Wouldn’t mind spending a day fishing with Ted.Williams.
Better fishing than fisting.
The QoTDs are thought provoking and, more often than not, too comprehensive to comment.
If time travel could make it possible to take historical vacations on demand, that would be pretty cool.
To talk to Jesus during his time on earth would be to converse with one whose life eventually divided history to the point of Western Civilization marking time by his birth and death. Except I don’t speak Hebrew, Aramaic, or Greek. Regardless, I suspect he would be eminently serene and present during our meeting;as well as charismatic and engaging.
If I spoke German, I would thoroughly enjoy debating theology with Martin Luther. Apparently he had a gritty sense of humor and enjoyed vigorous conversations over beers. What would make it even more fun, however, would be have Ayn Rand present; especially given Luther’s frustrations over his failed attempts at converting those of Jewish lineage.
If I met with Nicholas Tesla I’d help him find adequate business management and legal representation.
Other than that, maybe drinks with some of the English poets: Yeats, Donne, Blake, Shakespeare, Dylan Thomas, and W.H. Auden, for starters.
Ayn Rand and Her Lies
I see what you did there.
1) William Wallace
2) Thomas Paine
3) Michael Collins
4) Robert E. Lee
People at different times have thought Odin was historical, so I’ll go with that. If he wasn’t real, then at least he isn’t the only man or god in these comments who never existed.
Potential QOTD, “if you could go back in time and kill someone, who would it be?”
My answer, Socrates. The turning point for the worse. Sorry Xenophon, you’re a cool dude.
Gautama Buddha…for his personal perspective.
Jesus
Nikoli Tesla. Got some ppl I want to electrocute.
My hair is not long enough, yet, and i certainly couldn’t afford the expensive oil, to wash Jesus’ feet with my tears and anoint his feet. Know without a doubt that he could see the angle of my pubic bone didn’t match up with the original ‘As Built’ blueprint.
https://pubmed.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/24237808/
Not following the guidelines of the question or nature, but I would like to have been a long-lived fly on the walls of the meetings of the founding fathers when in session…Especially when they broke up into cliques, or met individually with various lobbyists.
“The Victors write the history books”. Indeed.
1. Jesus. If he’s a bit busy, Nikola Tesla