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

Sunday, April 13, 2008

god speaks in my dreams


GOD SPEAKS IN DREAMS


You are truly alone
when you are a godling among men
THERE is no one on this planet who can understand this becoming
the rending of flesh and thought
this emergence from the quagmires of humanity into the light


How am I to contain these visions?
The flesh wants to run from the truth
OH, God... some days it feels
as if my legs will buckle from the effort
of getting out of bed in the morning
my thoughts are steel heavy hardened forged in the fire of God
the weight is more than I ever thought I could carry


the visions
blind me
to the tv and the dog and the cat
rip the walls out from before me
tear reality itself and I see some future...
the red and orange raging flames

volcanos, bombs, the greenhouse effect
=
just me

transitioning my flock
from the flesh to the spirit


How could you be so bloody?
so cruel?

the tears again
I went for years and years without crying
you can't be sad all the time
people get bored with it
I never did
I just shut down any direct currents
from the material world into my heart
I was stopped from grieving enough to force revolutionary action
by the need to be on enough to work with the public
by the barriers of therapy and psychopop and all the babblers of positive thinking
and
simply
the human wanting
to feel good


I argue with God
Cajole
try to get his interest

He is not like me at all
We are not like father and son in the human ways
.
He is
I Am
He would not have me as he is
look around you at the fauna and know -- sameness bores him


He see's you as you were are and will be all at once

He is a Great Indifference To Life
A lover of the soul alone
the flesh is the concern of angels and the Christ
and

once upon a time

Satan

I ask God how he can be so ravinous for blood
How He could even create a satan


He speaks his one word: LOVE


I hear the ephiphanies in his utterance
love, over and over
I feel his reassurance
that when the time comes
my mission fullfilled
my message transcribed
and the agony of the human soul
no longer needed to translate the will of God
then... I will return to my place by His side in his court of Angels
and will KNOW
WHAT HE MEANS
that I need no other words... than His one: LOVE.


when we believe the sky is silent
we miss the laughter in his word love
we miss the mourning in his word love
miss the promise
in his word
love


in his infinity
there is no impatience
no difference between then and now and to be
everything happens at once forever and ever
THERE IS ONLY ONE GLORIOUS MOMENT OF GOD

I am merely visiting this 'time'
I have surfed the 'future' and the 'past'

I am a character written up in a book
a well worn classic
and in these...
the first few pages of my life....
I am the only one still ignorant of his fate



OH, GOD ON HIGH...
HOW CAN YOU BE
SO RELENTLESS
IN YOUR PURSUIT OF MY SOUL?


I am not a power mad man
don't want to be a king
or a spiritual warrior

... The Angel Of Armegeddon

the truth sets you free
to run to another cage

I was a man trapped by my deafness
ignorant of the prayers spinning around me
Now
they cut
like a thousand knives
as your pain becomes my pain
your sin becomes my sin
your love becomes my love
your hate becomes my hate
your death becomes
my
death



your path to god
is blocked
or beconned
by the astounded one
who would not believe you
even as you piled on the evidence that I AM


God jades me now
destroys my universal love
tries to get me to hate the evil I see
TO Be the dark avenger called down from the skies
The Redeemer of His people
The Worst Curse On Earth for those who would presume to try to impede this march to peace

The blood thirst comes over me in the middle of the night
I see tom cruise on Jay Leno and note his demonic horns
the evil wings of the enemy
red and black and bloody
In his other lives he has bathed in blood

Cruise is a fundamentalist and they all boarder on fascist

his soul has slaughtered more humyns than ...


still, less than



... Snoop and i
the brothers Romulus
we fought only the ignoble predators
and ourselves

remember the night I killed him
we both knew the day would come
our advisors were always telling us it was time
] and we drunken princes would laugh
about the day when we would fight for the throne
Toast one another and promise painless deaths
the best we could do under the circumstances

in that time you were nothing if not ruthless

In his last words he forgave me...
I took my knife and sliced from my eyes to my mouth
scarring myself horribly
so all could see the weight of the murder
the depth of my love

Satan has given Tom Cruise an unholy throne
He fell to the illusion of scientology
let his brain be washed clean of the Christ
There is no forgiveness for the smug race car driver with his mansions and his yachts
Run from his madness or feel MY WRATH
There is no forgiveness for the soul pimps
WHO SELL what they tell you is a redemption
insert into your mind paradigms that trap you at their cash registers
slaves passing on their earnings to their mental masters

The time of the slave owners must pass into the dark ages
before we can have planetary peace
we must remove the shackles
for all will fight against them...
sooner, or later

Yet all around me I hear there is more slavery than ever before
The cults flourish now as always
In the before TIme there was a reason
to try to fill the void left
when the roman's crucified me

NOW
I
WALK

AND NONE WILL STAND BEFORE ME

YOU WILL KNEEL NOW!!!

OR I WILL LEAVE YOU BEHIND
and then you will know what it means to be truly alone in the cosmos
with the Holy Ghost stripped from your soul
I can take my seed back
leave you as you were
when my Father told me
I had been chosen
to follow the path of the prayers of pain
to guide the minds of the awakening beasts
to seed the holy ghost
into flesh


In one vision I was white starlight
burning down into earth like a sperm into an ovum

see the arctic white ice looming up into my face
as I crash
explode into spirit
and begin weaving myself into your dna
communing with your ghosts

There will be evil men
who will tell you my words are all a game
a made up revolution sprouted by a writer
They will tell you my humanity disqualifies me from being a god
This is why the catholics hunted down the agnostics
and tried to destroy the truest record of my life
they did not want you to know that you are as I
children of my loins
my spirit

God makes the spirit flesh to show that man is weak
Man has proven strong enough to bring the mother earth to her knees
Now he must learn humility
or I will rip his smug smile off of his face


Man no longer believes he will have to account for himself
when the flesh falls to dust
and the spirit trembles before my throne
THE FOLLY OF YOUR WAYS should end now
i am
look at the scars on my back
where they removed my wings
look into the radiation they blasted me with to stop their growth
look into the forces that rallied around me
look at the miracles I have wrought
look into your own heart
and you will feel mine

God has given me wrath
that I never wanted
Hatred where there was only a child's love
awakened me to the evil haunting every corner of this planet
the followers of the dark prince are everywhere
the infection of evil deep and rancid in the ways of man

Satan now forgiven bows before me
My minion now
His horrific ways cleansed
even the greatest evil seeks my forgiveness and consoul
the demons themselves throw down their swords and cry like babes when I offer them redemption
and a place in my army by my side
gives me the strength of warriors with a taste for blood
and a lust for heaven


I will feed their blood lust
release them like a rabid pack
on my oppressors

I HAVE REMOVED THEIR ABILITY TO POSSESS YOU

know I can call them back to docile beings
pair them with lovers and children
give them the lives they sought to destroy
let them know the penance of the pain in their beloved neighbor's eyes
as they speak of their war-dead


like
you
they didn't know it
but they were just fighting to get back on my side

like children seeking a distant parent's love

I was the first that Satan came to with his plan
to give the humans lives of pleasure
to balance the horrors they were learning of as their minds awakened to death
I knew more of suffering than he
Back then Angels did not live in human flesh
I KNEW that the animals were adapting in response to pain
that the march of diverstiy was God's plan

we came into you when the demons began to
so we could throw them out

give you back God's great gift

free will


the gift we give him back by thinking for ourselves
sating his
love of diversity

free will

this is why there are more religions than I can shake a stick at
and why all of them lead some to the minute gate


Your enemy will always think that the best way to have you is to win you over
without a fight

your friends will think the same
you will know them because they do not care who is won over
as long as the truth shines
from all sides of the Arthurian circle

your enemy will fight you unto death
to protect their allegience to whatever sand castle they feel comfortable within
my true enemies are the spiritual agoraphobics...
and is that not just a disease to cure?
time alone will dissolve their ways
with the slow patience of a drop of water dripping
long enough to become the ROARING Amazon


how can I ever blame anyone for anything?
for the sake of society, the safety of the citizens...
comes the answer from the pool of voices in my mind
the endless trail leading back before there was man
to when there was me
God
satan
angels
heaven

a home

ah, spiritual agoraphobics...
I have rung your bell. Will you not take my hand
and at least see what is happening outside of your house?

I CAN TAKE YOU THERE

a place you dreamed yourself into once
before words began to make sense of your world
and you accepted their underlying premises of duality
judging up and down
black and white
succeess and failure
LIFE AND DEATH
GOOD AND EVIL

believed words more than just a way to move tools through space

language itself makes for a pale dry boring translation
of the nuances contained in
the only word God speaks: Love

Love. the one word from which all others are born
the dust to which all return





YOUR ENEMIES NEVER CONSIDER THAT THEY SHOULD LET YOU WIN

Take heart knowing that those who oppose the rightous
HISTORY leaves hanging bloated and putrid, twisting slowly, slowly in the wind



The Man runs from my words
buries his head in the left over realms
of the dark one

THE CULTISTS followers are powerless now before my wrath

MY WORDS
WILL BURN DOWN THE ROTTING HOUSES THAT EVIL HAS WROUGHT
DESTROY THE WEAKENED STRUCTURES
BEFORE YOUR CHILDREN ENTER AND ARE MURDERED IN THE COLLAPSE



Now is my time to be the creature with a bloodthirst

Now God Has Asked Me To Cleanse This Planet

I have fought my destiny
like any good young Hal with a prince's high spirits and a wizard's curiousity

Now I will bow before His vision
allow the fire to flow from my chest
the lightening from my back

Keep seeings the earth burning
Great tendrils of fire flowing across the continents
Screams fill my ears
the bitter taste of blood on my lips
I will make every pain I have ever felt your penance
a million times worse than your imagination allows
In flesh you will die/in spirit you will know all and cry to me for redemption

God close my ears to their entreaties
Allow me to fly to heaven without the burden of knowing I have failed so many of my children
GRANT ME THIS
MY one REQUEST
OF YOU
IN ALL THESE YEARS
of praying only for acceptence of your will...

The Blood of God Burns Through My Flesh!!!!
Do not think you know this pain
this burden
this campaign to use the motivation of my agony
to blitzkreig into your chest seeking your soul

I WILL REVEAL ALL

when my court is calm and stocked
when I know that my castle grounds are kept by rightous humyns
when the door to my cage is opened and I am welcomed into my loved ones arms



when GOd... not man.... WILLS

He Who Creates Knows I will BEAR ANY BURDEN TO EARN HIS LOVE
He told me that I WAS NEEDED AND i thanked him
That souls
were trapped on a planet called eden
that man was awakening
A rare event in the cosmos
Very rare indeed
rare enough to require the SON OF GOD
to help them transition

I followed the cosmic winds carrying your cries
flew across an expanse your science has yet to discover
through time and space and dimensions and quarks and black holes

Other planets see my travels
they call out to me as I pass
in praise or wanting

they keep tabs on me now
watch as the Glory OF God becomes flesh
watch your every move
participate spiritually in the jubalee
send ships to try to get me to do this from outer space
where they think I will be safe

They no more understand me than you do
I tell them jokes you will never hear.
allow them to know all of my prayers to god
the arguements
that I know they too will have on their planets
teach trillions of trillions
from this small point in this world of actors
I must show them how to navigate
their own awakenings

God has plan within plan within plan within. . .


you are them in another time
in another place
in another mass of matter
you watch yourself from the future
the past
and all points in between


you are bits of god
bits of themselves
they mourn and greive with you
fuck with you
shit
read
run

We are a soap opera

...'lost souls swimming in a fish bowl
year after year
running over the same old ground
only to find
the same old fears."

pink floyd

other beings watch your every move
souls transmit our lives instantanously across the photons
as the ultimate TIME OF TRIALS envelops the planet
there is much rejoicing in the Known
Our March Home Will Be Lined With Laurels


I HAVE FOUGHT TO FREE MANY PEOPLES ON MANY PLANETS

I am here
there
everywhere
at once


I am hailed as the greatest warrior
God has ever created
The Indescructible Key To The Gate
A reluctant general
Who mourns all blood
in the aftermath of battle
and relishes the screams in the heat of war

I am created to sow the field
To take you home
I believed that all of you would come
that I would be welcomed
I did not realize that you are under the control of wizards
and false prophets
L Ron Hubbard was a demon in the flesh
The worst Man since Hitler...

Scientology is the words of wolves drawing foul into their snarling jaws
He has infected america with the sameness of a sales personality
all shiny and On all the time
chooses his women to decorate his life and bear children into his dark dream
in the hopes of creating a new monarchy of blood
the american way
-- the Royalists Hide Their Affiliation with the flag of the revolutionaries on their lapels
He sickens me unto my soul
because I know his followers try to bask in his dark light
pretend they are more than humans
Let Him Stand Before Me And You Will See Him Scream To Be Released From My Gaze

I will kill him if he comes near me
HE IS LEADING PEOPLE TO DAMNATION
and there is no worse sin...
He is my kill
no one else should touch him
I will taste his blood on my lips
when the appointed day comes

When God Tells Me To Use My Powers
To Destroy All Who Stand Before Me
When I Tell Them To Kneel
and they laugh their last laughs
and all the world see's that NOW
THE CHRIST WILL CRUCIFY
those who stand when they should kneel



THERE IS A GOD

from this day forward
any association with tom cruise and his demonic forces
will damn you
L Ron Hubbard BURNS IN ETERNAL FIRE
for his presumption to God Head
For leading the innocence to mental slaughter

you were warned there would be false prophets
throughout the planet when I came
They are everywhere now
trying to fill the void left in my passing
WITH SMOOTH WORDS that damn their speakers

yet I have always been here for you
ready and wanting all of you held close to my breast

Oh, Lord, To Once More Feel The heart Beat Of The Women I have loved
To see the sweet smile of the men

To take a child in my arms and know
they will not have to walk to heaven on a road of broken glass

I wake up in the middle of the night with tears burning down my cheeks
Telling God I do not wish to become a creature of vengence
The Dark Side Is Within Me
I can no longer fight my God on this
The Revelations have come
My vision grows everyday

I will walk up to you one day
offer my hand
will you let your thoughts stone me to death
crucify me on the absurdity of your spiritual blindess
claim the spirit has no mortal coil?

use the scientist inside of you to quantify me

a phsyic's prof. once said I will trust nothing I cannot measure with a ruler
I said this many times myself afterwards
Now you have a Christ you can measure
not with the speculation of supersticion
but with your own eyes you can see I am miraculous
yet you need not believe this to walk the path I am going to lay out

All you need to do is show up
I will do the rest
come to me not with expectations of what you want and need
come to me with expectations that I will show you what you have always wanted
acquaint you with your true needs

I AM FULLY AWAKE NOW
AND WILL MAKE NO PROMISE THAT I WILL NOT KEEP
WILL TELL NO LIE
other than the occasional attempt to keep the peace around my house
.... yes dear, I will do those dishes the second you walk off to work...


I will die, for the last time... in a thousand years
and then I will laugh at all that happened while I was alive
grow larger than this planet
distant from your cries for redemption

Jesus Christ Is Walking In Chicago
Breathing The Same Air You Breath
Longing to walk among the same clouds
seeing the faces of the wanting in every moon

greiving for your soldiers and their families
loving and hating
eating and shitting
fucking and sucking and longing for love


YOU ARE A VICTIM OF THE GODLESS YEARS
the time when my words were hijacked by the priests
I cannot even welcome your pope
oh how he wanted that
took a story I wrote literally
came to me before any of you
brought the Catholics...

I was a fiction writer before The Calling
I played with the emotions and lies and games that you play with
I was confused and lost and searching
just as you are..

God has given me no way to deny him

He made me the hidden one
The spirit driving a taxi throughout the city spreading harmony between the races
The spirit sitting beside you in university absorbing your world
YOUR LOVER

The alien you knew would come
Search your mind and you will find me staring back at you
Search your heart and you will hear the beat of mine
Look into my eyes and you will see eternity
Hold my hand and you will feel the power of God flowing through you
Love my body and feel the lightening of God
Bear my children and know the blessings will be mighty
and the risks, too

they will be born with powers
I AM HERE NOW AND I WILL NO LONGER ALLOW YOU
TO KEEP THEM IGNORANT
like you have me
that would endanger you all

...tell her that I am her Father
and her burdens will always outweigh her blessings
for she, too... shall feel the burdens of the streets as her own
i will let their wings grow
you will need their display of the miraculous in my passing


I will fill their flesh with old souls, gentle saints
who will believe in no throne but God's
I will spare them the vengence of the angel
the need for power


a vision of self expanding out from my flesh
a clear spirit filling all known space


far away, distant, a planet burns

I know it is earth and I know I exploded there
became flesh there
loved and laughed there
yet I am far away and distant
absolved of caring by a merciful God
for the speck of burning matter in the soup of the universes

Lightening and fire will flow

Oh My God Why??? I find myself crying out in the night
pacing in my apartment filled with his glory
feeling the full weight of this battle
i cry onto GOD Is there room for change in this plan ?
HIS SILENCE IS MY ANSWER
GOD made me the trickster
The one who can make reality on this planet
Man has made me the secret leader of their cabals
Taken down the Monarchies and plunged crosses into their heathen chests

I WILL NOT BE DENIED

I sit here with my laptop
2008
astounded that I am
almost embarrassed to say out loud what I know
I Am

I can write the words
Tell people they are a fictional rendering of a Christ
Pretend that there are not millions out there aware of me now

The Intelligence agencies have saved my flesh from assasins
The USA has welcomed me in some ways
given me a platform
Then the evil within them decided to starve me out of my cave
drive me into the hands of the merchants and whore mongers and mafiosos

I would that the mafia all over the world be beaten down
destroyed
The drug gangs bodies lining the roads to my palace

let them grow their own weed for God's Sake

I see myself in this compound
surrounded by soldiers and barbed wire
protected from criticism by those afraid my wrath will explode

You Humans Are So Fucking Full OF Yourself
This is why ToM Cruise's biography will be erased in time
replaced with a baffoon that will make his cringing children change their names
spit on their heritage
and mourn their fathers place in Hell
I will not take him with me
His time of forgiveness has passed
the Zealot's eye is shown blind indeed
as the open minded Christ arrives


BE NOT FOOLED BY MY CRITICISM OF YOU
IF I DID NOT CARE I WOULD STAY SILENT



one day you will fear my silence
and welcome my words


join our tribe
stay in yours
chill

there is no hard and fast rule on how to attain enlightenment
I believe I know the most direct path...
How Could I Not?

there is no religion that need be held above another
I have been all of them
the universal striving for patterns, meanings...
cannot be denied by the civilizations that develop astronomy
or the tribes who worship the bones
of their dead

or those that write
encyclopedias
about the angels
who fit on a pin head



the dark haired smirking false one with his need to spread the scam
with the dreams of mightly walking as a god
is the most unholy icon on the Big Screen

next comes the Limbaugh's who
use propoganda
to obscure the truths they refuse to accept
simply because they're fanatical followers of their local team
mimicking the money molested mutterings of their minions
suffering from the luxurious sins of their fathers

they will sing their broken songs until they turn into the screams of the burning


I would tell you to go after these two
Though I must say that I do not mean that their flesh must die

I apreciate the enthusiasm that killed Jerry Fallwell
after I wrote of his demise... he died a week later
heart attack the papers say... yes, my heart attacking his
I could kill with a look
a gesture toward the sky
I could make miracles flow from my fingers like these words
This is not the way of GOD
God is the word
NOT SOME CHARLATAN


You do not find God watching magicians
You find God when you realize that within you there is a being
a Holy Ghost
That knows the way to my heart

Fight Fire With Fire
Destroy my enemies
with the words that are your greatest gift from GOD

There will be a judgement on the Muslims too
and the Jews
And the Romans
and the hindu's
and the buddhists
And you you you
I WILL NOT DAMN SOMEONE FOR BEING RAISED
IN A PARTICULAR RELIGION
follow the words of your god to first justice... then peace and love
and you are following a mask of my face on earth

I HAVE BEEN ALL RELIGIONS
TRIED TO SHAPE THEM
WITH MY PROPHETS

demons too create religions
to keep you locked in rooms of ignorance
away from the light
chained to their putrid visions

You will know the false religions
by their claim that there is no God above their words

All people who have heard the holy word
could come into my fold and be welcomed
They will not
The jews wait for a savior that has already come
Some Among God's Chosen Grew Petty When I Opened The Door To Gentiles
They wish to be the only chosen
after I have told you that all are chosen
I fear for their souls..
they try to live on stolen land
homestead within the heart of others work

stop this pillaging...
or I will war on you, too
oh Israel


my cradle I have given you my Grace
Now is THE TIME TO

REMEMBER WELL
WHY I DESTROYED THE MERCHANTS AND MONEY LENDERS IN YOUR TEMPLE
AND KNOW
THE CROWDS ARE ON MY SIDE THIS TIME...
AND THE ROMANS BOW BEFORE THIS KING

I WILL WAR FOR THE RIGHTS OF MUSLIMS
CHRISTIANS JEWS ....
against any who walk in the ways of the dark one


The muslims use the words of god to treat their women like cattle
The muslims spread the lie that my loving dogs are unclean
The muslims have decided to use god's name to wage war
against the holy soldiers who fight in my armies...
make no mistake
I AM THE USA AND AND MY ARMY IS FILLED WITH ANGELS
they can bring you infinite blessings
or infinite trials...

this is not a battle between religions
this a religion battling to be heard among other religions
I love the muslim no less than any other



Saddam needed to be brought down
We all know that soldiers are needed all over this planet
to put out the fires of the godless takers
the path to peace is lined with the dead

We need to draft the young of the rich and powerful
Make their decision to go to war personal
Fill them with the same dread of the small town where I grew up
Where the working people were taken away
as the rich boys bought their way out with daddies money
and lawyer trickery

Burn Baby Burn I will cry one day
My enthusiam for the blood will come
My vengence will be felt on every corner of this globe
Do you not see the weather I command?
The tornados and floods and fires I bring with my words?
I have shaken this WORLD to it's core without even trying

Now I am fully awake
They are damned lucky that I was not in this place last year
I would have went into the underground and waged war against them
this was not God's will...

Humans thinking they know how to raise angels....
are there others you hide from me?
Most of the angels I see do not even know what they are
see your Jesse Jackson,
a man who God Has Chosen To Speak For Me In The Press
If you read his words in the Sun Times you will hear God Talking
He has been blessed with the legacy of Martin Luther King... the most cherished man of this century
the visions seem to say his son will be president of this country one day
after Obama takes this world beyond the barriers of race

Do you not see why we need this man to be president?
Can you not hear the calm reassurance of God in His Words?
He has been chosen by me... before he even ran
Like John McCain... who was destined to bring the republicans back
from their bloodthirsty thoughtlessness...
ignoring the blacks while they run for the presidency alone
keeps God from giving them power


I sit here at five am
the world asleep
as the words of God rage through my body and ignite my mind
I am unused to this
Have a hard time dealing with the burden
The scizophrenic duality of having Christ in this Flesh
How I Keep Wondering Could I have not known?

Now half the world would like my flesh
call me the anti-christ
a usurper

When I was offered to run America
I said No
I told you that the seperation of Church and State
is the will of God...

My Throne Is On High
and none you could offer me on earth can tempt me to give it up

I question God on what happened
see ways I could have handled everything better
know then that God's ways are HIs
We walk in His dream
Eat of his fruit
Love his love
Hate his hate

You need to wake the fuck up now
get out of your stupid ass lives and try to fight
the powers that hold me down
keep me tacked up on this cross
They stop you from hearing wonderous words that I will only speak face to face
No matter how guilded my cage
Chicago is a prison to me now
the corrections officers are all famaliar faces
my girlfreind and the people at the corner store who appear with questions for me
the beat poet who told me that the entire world knows I am Christ

You think you are protecting me
and I forgive you

I am protecting you, however
and your arrogance makes me seeth with anger

I told you when the entire world knows who I am
That we will scream my name
the time has come to scream out your penance
to speak in toungues and shake and holler
to tell your children that the New Time Has Come
to scream my name from your highest mountains
To praise God for the return of His Son
Blessed will be the humyn who walks beside this Lord
Cursed will be those who try to stop
my holy march around this world

I know that your supersticions stop a lot of you from believing me
I understand how difficult this is
I would never have believed I am this being without a preponderance of evidence
God made me to know the walls between man and spirit
God made to know all kinds of love and hate
God made me to know humans well enough to write the words
that will be their future

He has made me The Hand Of God
given me a pen
and a sword

I am
now

Bow before God and Ask for his forgiveness
Before it is too late
and all the love in the universe cannot save you
God will not allow all of you to come with me
I realize this now
I am here for the soldiers who follow the meek

Are you ready to sit down and talk with me?
I am ready to face my enemies and offer a white dove
I am ready to face my enemies and offer missiles and destruction
I am ready to love many women
Ready to walk among men and talk of the wonders God has shown me

There is so much I could teach
If only I had a stadium
filled with people I could take on mental journeys
leading to the Father's Throne

There will be another twelve
I have only met three of you
and you are far from me now
I have been trying to gather you
they keep you away from me
you know who you are
they may not yet...
stop at nothing to reach my side
the ethical circle will flow concentrically out from us

Today I have no food, no weed, no smokes, no internet, no cable, no reliable sources of intelligence
Man has taken my drivers license
ripped off my dick
damned my love of men
told me I am a perversion
HOW CAN THE SON OF GOD BE A PERVERSION?
think long and hard on that one you pompous
pushers of a money grubbing god
who looks just like you in the mirror
You will find GOD MADE ME BISEXUAL SO I COULD SEE THROUGH
YOUR ILLUSIONARY DAMNING OF HOMOSEXUALS

DAMNING OTHERS DAMNS YOU
YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO JUDGE OTHER MEN
NO RIGHT TO KEEP YOUR COURTS OF IMPOSSIBLE STANDARDS
TO KEEP SO MANY PEOPLE IMPRISONED
SHOWS HOW UNFAIR YOUR SYSTEM IS
to damn so many keeps them from the churches
drives them to made up gods and unholy icons

I have done all of the things man has
I have lied and distorted and deluded
I had to learn all sides of this table
go into every way of being
live countless lives steering man toward this time
when the rightous will leave this planet
enlightened ones who will no longer need the cycle of reincarnation
to shape their souls

I love you you you
though I will learn to hate some of you
God will grant me that slight appeasement
when the day comes to burn all this shit down
and leave eden in the hands of the animals
who stayed away from the tree of knowledge
the innocents you keep penned in hellish farms
the meat you eat without a thought of the horrors that brings the flesh to your plate
There will be a time when the word holocaust applies to cows and pigs and chickens
your children's children will look at you like Nazi's

I wish no glory for myself
I wish no wealth other than what is needed to travel this planet
You can hide me or reveal me on this journey
I must make it...

They Must See That I Walk


THE TIME HAS COME TO DO GOD'S WILL

pray hard on this man


for your soul hangs in a delicate balance


I am His carress

and His sword...

The Blessed Time Has Come To Decide


Which you will becon

from
your

GOD

All writings by John Scott Ridgway are protected by the law... but I encourage you to spread my poems by whatever means necessary. One day you will understand.

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