watching the story of henry the eighth, the tudors, amazing. i learnt so much about the reformation and english society, europe was a different place back then but you can see the phase shift side effects the shadow of time has cast to this day, how strange the ways of man, such awful deeds were committed in the name of religion, one can only hope we learn but alas, we don't.
i watched the church of england's birth, the way individuals manipulated their agendas, the way good folk were tortured and burnt as heretics, the way innocent subjects believed the king a divine individual, a god amongst men, the way wealth was poured into whims and wars. for what?
really nothing has changed, power and control are still the main focus of those who rule, fear is the control tool, we are manipulated and led to believe in false gods and i despair as the planets resources are thrown at useless big governments and their need to dominate the individual with laws and regulations and tax.
i liked the guy playing henry, at first he irritated me, but then he grew into the role and his character became complex and slightly insane it would seem. he was subjected to influence from a number of twisted sources and it was his poor wives who suffered.
i never much cared for history, it's built on the ashes of mankind's folly, it teaches us the cycles of self inflicted suffering, we learn very little by reflection, repeating the same mistakes. life is suffering, life IS suffering.
history should teach us the future but as karl popper said, 'there is no history of mankind only an indefinite number of histories of all kinds of human life.'
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