Friday, August 16, 2024

Thought Crutches -- ( a waking up jesus, 2... poem, for a new edition of the book, in first person Christ)

Groans are

the sound track of aging.


I come out of sleep sometimes

writhing in pain physical and mental

nerves exposed raw to the world

The horror and the fear of God's doings Intense

He has taken me into dangerous battlefields

Under heavy fire

Expected to die 

and be lied about as the fall guy.

They could not touch me except in their minds.

To so many I have been death that I see the fear in your eyes

None of you wish to get too close to my cage.

The man who murdered on a  mission No Human understood

Myself included

Until now.



When I lose faith I fear God

I do not know it is God

I call God something else -- an unpaid bill at times

which I lose faith in paying

amazing the mundane ways we forget the birds in the sky eat


All the different altars and shrines spin around in my mind

a tornado smashing saints Buddhist Shrines Cathedrals

all  the Holy objects from all that people find  Holy

 smashing together

destroying repugnant beliefs

breaking down theology

into a bit of sawdust

I write in the beige pool of dust left-over 

 'The Golden Rule.'


I know God as a friend

The one who was here before 

 is now 

will always be

I remember no beginning for myself

other than the before birth dreams I had as a toddler

of being above a blue planet and being sucked down into it against my will 

 

In my Jesus visions

I remember your beginning

the start of it all from a speck of matter

created in the immense black eternity 

right in front of me

Growing ever more complex  

and now

here 

we are

end times

 for Earth.


God is Undefined by my petty mind 

 oh so human and curious

In spirit the immensity of God

 makes the idea of understanding

absurd


though you can glimpse... 

the intricate workings... 

a metaphor of endless clockworks all moving together

on Schemes larger than you would even think of ever understanding.

the immensity is beyond me ...breath-taking  

endless space filled with planets


In my memory of the first creation of God's

started as a bit of matter that became all of this.

I see it all so clear in my mind.


My religious writing will always embarrass me.

I cannot but feel that no matter what I say

I am being seen as a criminal and a psychotic person.

Blamed for things I did not do.

I will accept whatever circumstances I have to.

I am grateful to all of those who know my heart

is in the right place.

The violence is over I pray to God.

Never again.

I fear God though.  I do not try to control God. I learned this well.

God comes I will be filled with spirit

As I am quietly now filled with powers I show the barest bit of


I am here for purposes that have manifested.

Now I feel lost\seeking others... they are everywhere

Like where Orange went.

You forced me to declare myself something

So I decided to go non violent protest

Like the Unions in Poland.

I pulled it off the cuff

though my unconscious seemingly had a reason.


I believe now the color morphed so much

turned into whatever

I was fucking trying to do something

about slavery

reality

make a change

however difficult

no matter the cost.

Slavery is like that.

So you make the rich pay a few bucks


I have no idea where all of this came from

I know where it led.

I mourn everyone

Take all hurt as my own

penance throughout the life of this flesh

my redemption will come 

when your spirit meets mine and you understand

all I have for you is love

How you behave is another matter...

and my love is for your souls and flesh

the flesh soils the Holy Spirit with its actions

though no evil Satan ever invented could put out the light of the Holy Ghost

instilled by God himself.


Here among the flesh 

 I am a killer

of too many to count.

I have fought to preserve democracy in my country

to stop a theology

from putting me on a puppet show throne

or industrialists placing me on a pulpit

people putting me on a pedestal

when I have many areas that deserve the usual human disgust

 have my good

and bad days.

Make mistakes and have to apologize.


I am still learning to forgive

Those who I feel betrayed me

Simply by believing so differently than I wrote

Like all my words were lies


the mass murderers

those who ran the death industry

of which I am kept ignorant

of all but their existence

and my seeming ability to get them to stand down

from now to forever.


This is no one's plan 

as far as I know, 

except God's.

We fight, we win. That simple.

know 

she means peacefully organize and vote

Not kill and take over.

Democracy.  A chance to save it... 

The didactic that I once lost 

I now want any slight advantage I can get for the people.

That is what you do for the starving.  The conned. The abandoned.

Everyone deserves our respect 

kindness

even if we have to look past a lot to find the human there.

I tried to explain along the way that I don't hate anyone

Even as I put some to death.

I did not hate them.

I was resolved to do what was right

I was willing to die to do so and sure as heaven willing to kill.


Balance a record.  Make clear I was not a part of the nightmares

of pepper spray you placed on me...  

a guy who stops all the shit.


A Shepherd sent from the Heavens

An undefeatable creature it seems at times


Surrounded by the bodies he told you would accumulate around him.


I was brainwashed into a man who had to fight every day for his sanity

the strength to continue as the enemy of the tv world

a parhia 

telling lies about me that made no sense

I had no idea what happened behind my back

around me

I wanted no violence, no torture, none of the perversions of humanity.


You wonder why in the end

 I had to stop those who did what you hated

if you still have a problem with what I did

Walk in my shoes

Or hate me as a traitor to the rebels...

I had no one coming to me and saying what came afterwards.

I did know I was shown a list of our industrial backers

and they were being used, some.  Those at first.


I had to finally shake off all the armor, the lies, the obscuring

allow the full light to become accessible

through this vessel

 cleansed and redeemed and mourning

too broken not to be humbled

 by small gestures of kindness.


A creature was and always will be once more turns Saviour 

I do not trust humans enough to veer

too far from a democracy...

and when you have

 I did what I could to return the balance,

I regret things 

even though I would go thru what I have 

to accomplish some of what I have

and to stop a person who would go along

from standing in my place of power.

And did it matter...  is your world

different than mine in so many ways

that I would find the hatred makes my life all the more appalling



 I am blessed to be used by a higher order

that you all recognize as the morals the sane share

the yearning for the ability to be who we are 

without shame or hate

the yearning to be ourselves

 not what others make us with their lust or laws

or their need for power

used to make demeaning demands on employees

from the lowest mgmt 

to the owners...


I will keep moving forward.

There is reason for some relief for the people with the Democrats

Less evil in the world the better.


Kamala Harris

Our history gives me great respect for your actions...

one fine day when Democracy was imperiled.

When war seemed imminent

Those on the side of humanity won.

Those on the side of all that is Holy won.

On this rock I base my service to her

as a creature of God

who remembers the specks

that felt this new effect -- pain

something was not 'liked'

I tried to help you and did...

then there were so many of you in a tight space and...

 the big bang eventually blew you all away.


I was content next to the endless darkness on the other side

the specks flying one way and the same old darkness on the other

There God is obvious and contentment is. 







the Golden Rule

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