“Jesus Wept.” so said John the Cousin, the student, the disciple, servant of the Radical, Revolutionary Nazarene Jew who beat the empire at their own Game.
he cried at his friend’s senseless death within the confines of the richest Empire in the known world with it’s great doctors to attend senators and civil servants and Roman rank and file…no shit, Jesus, the friend cried and then died over the cruelty of humans, the callous indifference at the impoverished in a bloody empire, corrupt to the core, their stolen wealth, Pax Romanus, capital punishment, torture and racism… crucifixion was common fare for radical wise asses, big mouths and disagreeable rabble rousers who don’t know their place …yeah, i cried too.
i cried in a jail cell for my church and all my failures to them, the disappointments at …getting sick and falling down …again. 40 years wasn’t enough for them, so they put me on the street …because i had failed in my thinking and challenged the whole ugly religious enclave that i had retired to, this is a religious education better than seminary anywhere …all you have to do is learn what Jesus ACTUALLY SAID. it is the difference between air qualities, cesspool or mountain top ?
the evangelical trash out there is vile and stupid, it is covert racial garbage in drag, i am the creature from their filthy lagoon. Like my Master, i wept too. I drink alone and prefer my own companeros, i sleep in my own temple and the pines in the Way whisper the Truths to me Now. I am learning to cry like a Man that should Weep for loved ones…and there are many, loved forever ones…i tried to say that there is a difference in what the Master is teaching and the ministers are dealing from the pulpits…look at it. CHRIST JESUS ! and then the people lay down when the senators and congress=persons shut the public out of their country because nitwits pissed the money on a war for petrol not democracy…C’mon ! ?
and how, pray tell does the church respond? like the beaten hound that it has become …Jesus stood up to all these depots and corrupt creeps, crooked popes, bishops and high priests, …here’s the essence of it …Jesus : “Kill me Asshole, c’mon, kill me, you’re so tough, torture me Pile It ! and all holier than thous…i’ll be back for every single one of you sons of bitches” …so they tortured and killed him… and in the infinite economy of Karmic Lawyers it was easily determined that a purposeful greedy and power driven iscarriage of justice had been perpetrated upon a Tribal Member of note…so that means that these two powers entrusted to the administration of justice had screwed the judge’s daughter, in this case it was a son…
enter Karma…me and Karma walking with the Devil, she wants the Devil with her, he cuts right to the chase…we call him Lou with respect for the way he bears the light in him…a great messenger who has one of the worst jobs in all of Malchut, ya know the earthly kingdom. Entonces, Lou says, ” the atomic clock is about to be rewound, it’s gonna be a Christmas Harvest, all elves, trolls and golems are rarin’ to go , Demonic Festivals are long in preperations and key players must be seated properly…it’s The Beggars Banquet…it get’s emotional for the faint of heart and excruciatingly painful for the guilty…what’s a 1000 years among so many friends ???” Lou has a dry sense of humor…sometimes.
Short and simple, ala, sound bitings. The human race is in direct conflict with their presently habitable Planet and Environment. Here’s The Edge: No One Gets Out Alive, use your freedom to discover a place to breathe your last, and see the Beauty when the Lights go Out … this is not an Orson Welles hoax about space invaders with malice aforethought…
I don’t bet, and i don’t play poker with Fate or Luck, I am into what’s Real out Here…so I’ll tell ya, 87 years from now two thirds of the world’s population will be dead and the remaining will linger suffer and die with disease and mutations of horrific proportions over the following centuries. The species will go extinct…forget the whales and dolphins, orangutans and hedgehogs…the human is going …
There is No Debate Boys and Girls, Climate Change is all over us …Now ! so keep playing war and keep sucking Oil and poisoning the water and food of the world population, make believe that we will return to the Good Old Days when we were proud of the good that we Once did.
The species is facing Extinction and the best your government can do is close public military memorials , and properties, not pay its employees, take more money from women, children, sick, impoverished and elderly Americans ? This is called a psychological and emotional disconnect, so out of Touch at that Critical moment in our history. So, I will speak for the Human Species, my fellow creatures on the earth, our Father and Mother, The Earth, we cannot survive without our world in that Sweet Spot that was provided, and Now the Spot is Poisoning us . Forget the legislation, tell them to stop Now, the drilling, the drones, the wars, the cars, the industries, the drugs (pharmaceutical)and chemicals and nuclear power plants and nuclear gamesmanship. As a Human Animal with a Conscience for my fellows, I suggest that you will ask, seek, and knock about your environment and what is happening to it. I am not a Tree Hugger, conservationist , scientist, or an environmentalist. I Do Not live under some illusion that mankind will stop its headlong cliff dive into The Abyss. There is no But and No If and what now? I understand us, how we do what we do…Mortal Combat in Nature …a derivation in Hebrew places one of the NAMES of God as synonymous with Nature, …is this Science or Religion? Fact or Fiction ? The Internet is open for business do some research…find out for yourself…Thats All.
so many so much for such a time as this, how the land has filled and how songs remain the same, it is our diminishing hearing and purposeful volume adjustment. education continues and eye notice that the eyes have lost sight of any and all destinations for our present, the season’s ego olympics have commenced and governmental hacks are shredding the news and making paper mache burgers for the population’s happy meals much to my amusement, i am what popeye said he was, and that’s that all I am too, I Am, a sorting state of being becoming a galactic dust bunny beneath Divinity’s dining table.
The way is milky, clouds scratch at my sky for the waxing of the moon, ascending stars, and descending opinions. Remembering the paramount, peeking peak toward what is due East , I am bowed and do abbeyance with a thought to my Original Thought to perceive these flickering lights and costumed horses for what they actually are. How wide and large my home in the gaseous clouds of nebula and celestial forests, spaceous in need of sweeping, swirling morphing and collapsing in a Raga of the spheres Elegante.
now i move on this watercourse, going as gravity posits me in the small of this and broad of that, the paint of my lips and malice of forethoughts yet forgiven, words aptly and abruptly finished me as a bullet in my addled brain and i kiss farewell the threshhold of the nest gone down in the Flood, a day when we sang as kids and made believe of everything possible or not, hid and sought each other just for our friendship without a thought that we might live to see more or less of the same destined for stardom at our event horizon.
I acknowledge it’s a big neighborhood, a man tells me he is the Landlord and I examine his credentials, he is, in fact a collector of Ideals and dispenser of trivial pursuits, a diviner of petroleum futures and prognosticater of whether war wins the Way, …i demure, and gesticulate genuflect and generally back out of any agreements I’ve made for the future with any hopes for prospreity, propriety and a promise of pretty kids. I fling now, fly off handles and hack at stooped and stupid beings bent to their grave postures of grabbing grubbing politics of broomstick colonoscopies, wishes for Santa and Richard Nixon. but…it’s home and my heart is grateful to have been dead and gone and be back on track to raise sand, cadavers , saints, despots, trouble, discord and disputes…and talk Nice if it happens in such and such a way.
I’ll be lurking and watching from the rooftops, I am armed, I am dangerous to the endangered with a good reason, pay no attention, pay your way, pay your friend’s way, buy some companionship, like someone, like something and like yourself from time to time, share sorrow, we all got it and be uncomfortable it’s a legitimate feeling too…
a wide galaxy, a big house, a bunch of strangers, different ways, strange voices and inflections, the smell of garlic and whiskey, tobacco and marijuana, sex and the city, hai karate, sweat, blood and the taste of your sweat on my tongue, viscous flesh, laborious breathing and orgasmic fantasm. There’s no place like home.
tis a great time for profit and loss, wheel and plow, match and point…then fish and cut bait. lies are damn profitable these days, politicians have raised lying to high and critical art involving the death and destruction of nations and peoples and ideas and thoughts and ways and means…but it all has a sense of Becoming something or someone or little or nothing…But the Truth ? Ah, the Truth, the illusive bugger that it is , Pilate’s inquiry, Hitler’s promise, Washington’s experiment…the Truth? The Truth? Can You Handle the Truth ? Jesus said, I am the Truth…well, J, what in Hell is That supposed to Mean , O great teacher and diviner and exemplifier of This much talked about and maligned stuff …Truth…What is It? I mean, Jesus H. Christ what is it ? If You are Supposed to Be The One And Only Truth, what in this Hell on Earth is this Grand Truth, this Trurh that will save us from something worse than what we have made here on the planet? what is that Hell ? While your at it Jake, tell me about Hell and the Devil , your Father’s Buddy Satan? Hey J. Boy?
When the Truth becomes more profitable than these lies the Human Race will move and be passed from Brutal Legacy toward a Profound Grasp of Reality. I am a 21st century disciple of Jesus of Nazareth, not a member of a visible church, the one you are waiting for is already here…so…have a good wait in your weight. !