TRUE STORY:

WAKING UP JESUS


The ongoing story of Jesus waking up in Chicago, in the body of an agnostic writer,
who is nothing like the Son of God the right-wing Christians watching him expected.


You are welcome to share my work with a link bank... keep getting asked this...

Last time I was here, I told them I would not lead a revolution, that I was there to spread heresy. The crowds thinned. The day they killed me, I marched alone... This time I have returned to find Romes Soldiers Sleeping, content they have killed off the Troublesome Jew. I was surprised how bloody the Indiana boy became as my sword fell again and again ....


In the years since this story began in 2007, my secret fame has spread out from the halls of power that kept me secret all these years, as they waited for the Christ to finally wake up...

I try to imagine their anticipation.

Remember a dream I had in my twenties about running thru Chicago screaming that Christ was coming back, and man oh man was I happy... a cloud came through the middle of the skyscrapers above me, in the thin strip of blue above Dowtown State street, and I expected to see Christ... instead, just a bunch of musicians painted up like Ziggy stardust.

I surprised my keepers. They thought they had me figured out from the Bible. If that book could have told you everything, there would be no need at all for me.


Jesus: "I have become Known across this planet as a dangerous man with a growing force of hidden followers who value my orders more than life itself. A prophet of war. Once and future King in a court of shadows. Life and death in my hands every damn day. I ROAR, your most mighty shit themselves and run. I make myself a known threat, so I can try to negotiate what otherwise requires bullets and blood. I am here to free the enslaved in body and mind. I cannot be defeated. When the Will of God and The WILL OF THE PEOPLE ARE ONE, NO FORCE ON EARTH CAN STOP US!"





WAKING UP JESUS...

WAKING UP JESUS...
We come into this life expecting too much and leave expecting too little

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Bin Laden is stranded of jacob's ladder

holed up and tired and sick and feeling like he has already died a thousand heroic deaths
and what's one more?

lot of people feel that way
are born feeling that way
longing to explode in rightous anger
dreaming of going out taking down enemies
killing off as many as the good lord allows


HE CAN BE SAVED
BY a creature
of SAVAGE GRACE

by

OUR TRIBE
THEY GREAT THEY
NOW
IN these
the last moments
of OUR TIME




FIGHT FOR PEACE
BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY*







Let the eagle sing love into osama bin laden's name


Let our poets weave his smile into

MIGHTY SONGS OF PEACE





*jacob's ladder: film about dying vet's learning their fate.


*our god GENERAL MALCOM X... if you have not read his SACRED WORDS, your ignorance is probably sickening to the CREATURE OF SAVage GRACE... THAT CAN BE DANGEROUS TO ALL INVOLVED. GET WITH IT, GIRL.

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